After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 334 Yan Yuan’s return gift
Hearing Yu Jinwen's suppressed question, Nan Song's heart skipped a beat.

My chest suddenly felt a little tight.

She didn't understand what was happening to her.

We have been separated for so long, why can't we help but feel a reaction in our hearts whenever we have contact, contact, or hear his voice.

Even she couldn't control it herself.

Nan Song hung up the phone very rudely.

She didn't answer him.

She didn't know how to answer him.

—

Looking at the phone that was hung up, Yu Jinwen felt disappointed.

He knew he had acted impudently again.

When she was finally willing to break the ice with him and take the initiative to contact him, shouldn't he keep calm and give her a sufficient space to distance herself?
Why should we break the rules?
He punched his dog's head bitterly!

He Zhao was frightened beside him, "Yu, Mr. Yu, you... calm down. If you have trouble with anything, don't make trouble with yourself."

This is a head that has just undergone a craniotomy and cannot withstand such a beating.

Yu Jinwen ignored He Zhao, picked up his phone, took a breath, and sent another message to Nan Song.

【I don’t mean anything else.Hope you have fun in country Y.In China, I have everything. 】

—

When receiving this message, Nan Song was eating a plate of cookies with Luo Junheng.

Clicking on the message, Luo Junheng glanced at it and looked at it.

Nan Song didn't reply to Yu Jinwen and closed the door after reading it.

Luo Junheng swallowed the cookies, took a sip of the milk tea prepared by Nan Song, and raised his eyes slightly, "Have you and Yu Jinwen always kept in touch?"

Looking at his elder brother's expression, Nan Song felt inexplicably guilty and lowered his head.

"No, I deleted all his contact information before and just added it back today."

Luo Junheng didn't even ask her why she wanted to add the person back, he just said one sentence.

"You still love him?"

"..."

These foreigners are so straightforward in their speech.

Nan Song was speechless for a while, but he didn't dare to flirt with his elder brother, "No. It's just a lot of habits that need to be changed slowly."

She has always dared to love and hate, and is happy in life.

But liking doesn't happen overnight. She lets a man take root in her heart until it grows into a towering tree. How easy is it to uproot him?
In the past, she thought she could just cut it off, but the roots that had grown had already grown deeply into her heart and flesh, and she could only remove them bit by bit.

In fact, every time she pulled it out, it hurt like cramps and peeling skin, but she believed that time would heal all wounds.

Luo Junheng understood this feeling, so he never tried to persuade her.

"Relationships, as the old saying goes, are like drinking water and knowing whether it is warm or cold." What is supposed to come will eventually come, and what is supposed to go cannot be kept. "

Nan Song looked at his eldest brother who was chewing words and suddenly smiled, "Brother, you are almost becoming a philosopher."

Luo Junheng touched her head, "I just hope that you can do whatever you want and don't wrong yourself because of anyone or anything. Do you understand?"

"I know. With my brothers protecting me, no one dares to make me suffer."

She smiled, picked up the milk tea, and clinked a cup with her elder brother.

"By the way," she suddenly remembered something, "it's been a few days since I sent Bingtuozi the gift. Has he received it?"

Luo Junheng frowned, "Bingtuozi?"

"Oh, that's Captain Yan. Yan Yuan."

Luo Junheng glanced at her and said, "Don't give people nicknames blindly." "No."

Nan Song said seriously: "Don't you think he's a little facially paralyzed? He's like an ice cube, cold, and naive. He's quite handsome when he's not talking, but his stupidity comes out when he talks."

Luo Junheng looked at his sister helplessly.

"He is an air force general after all, and you are the only one who thinks he is stupid."

Nan Song was startled.

The air force general of country T sounds really majestic.

No wonder I used to fly bombers in the army.

Luo Junheng sent Yan Yuan an email and asked him if he had received the gift Nan Song sent him. Soon, the other party responded to the email.

"What did you say?"

Nan Song leaned his head closer and glanced across the lines of English. He couldn't help but frown, "He returned to his country to worship his ancestors?!"

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Yan Yuanfei's trip was originally entrusted by Luo Junheng.

As the eldest son of the Yan family, he shoulders the honor and responsibility of the family, as well as the mission of heir.

The Yan family is a descendant of the Manchu royal family. Their ancestors are from XHQ. They are serious disciples of the Eight Banners. They are the head of the Eight Banners. During the Qing Dynasty, they were personally led by the emperor and were the emperor's personal soldiers.

Originally, the surname was Nala, and the family also gave birth to two queens and three noble concubines. Later, as dynasties changed and times changed, the family immigrated to country T, started doing business, and changed their surname.

Later, because the business was doing well and his descendants were doing well, Yan Yuan's grandfather married the princess of country T and officially took root in country T.

Yan Yuan's grandfather was old and homesick. Even if he died, he wanted to die in his hometown and be buried in peace.

From this, Yan Yuancai flew again and took his family back to his hometown to worship his ancestors.

The email also said that there was no need to worry about Qiao Leng's affairs. He had already made arrangements for him, and he would return to country T as soon as possible after the old man's affairs were settled.

"Where is their hometown, the capital?" Nan Song asked.

Luo Junheng nodded.

Nan Song immediately used Luo Junheng's mobile phone to reply an email to Yan Yuan and gave him the contact information of his friends in the capital.

[If anything happens, just contact him. ——Nan Song Collection. 】

Luo Junheng saw the name note at the bottom and knew the joke. He patted the girl speechlessly and said, "You're so stupid."

Unexpectedly, Yan Yuan did not receive a gift, but instead sent a return gift to Nan Song first.

Nan Song was bored in the Magic City Castle. He made a feather shuttlecock and kicked it with the maids. He was having fun playing when he saw the butler walking in with an oversized box.

Said it was a gift sent to her by Mr. Yan.

"For me?"

Nan Song was stunned and kicked a shuttlecock so high that it almost hit the crystal lamp on the ceiling. A group of maids screamed and ran to catch it.

After unpacking the box layer by layer, Nan Song was surprised to find that Bing Tuozi actually sent her a Lego airplane model!
So I stopped playing shuttlecock and started playing Lego in the room all afternoon.

When Luo Junheng brought He Shen back, as soon as he entered Nansong's room, he saw the parts laid out on the floor. A certain little princess was assembling them attentively without even raising her eyelids.

Knowing that Yan Yuan was afraid that the little one would be bored staying alone in the castle, he bought her a toy, but he didn't expect it to be such a big toy.

How long will this take?

Luo Junheng frowned, shook his head, and called Nan Song, "Look who is here?"

"Ok?"

Nan Song looked up casually and saw He Shen standing next to his eldest brother. He was startled, but his face immediately changed and he smiled.

"Third brother, why are you here?!"

(End of this chapter)