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

Chapter 371: All that is left is what I am playing with
The Yu family held a family meeting, and everyone was present.

Yu Jiahang and Yu Zeyu took the lead and talked about their experience of going to Nancheng in the past two days, as well as Nan Weng's attitude towards returning and continuing to be responsible for the "Don't Lose, Don't Forget" project.

"Grandpa Nan is obviously still angry, but I asked Grandpa Wen and he said that he has tried every means to persuade Grandpa Nan to relax. I think there is still hope."

Yu Jiahang built up confidence for everyone.

Yu Zeyu said: "I must say, the rose garden where Sister Nan lives is really beautiful! She is really rich, and people don't look down on our little money at all!"

He said excitedly, then tilted his head in the direction of Second Master Yu and Third Master Yu, "So, let's not judge a gentleman with a villain's heart."

The second master Yu and the third master Yu turned green when they heard this, and they both yelled and cursed:

"You brat, who do you think is a villain?!"

Mr. Yu was furious and rushed forward to kick his son. Yu Zeyu screamed and ran behind Mrs. Yu to seek shelter, "I didn't tell you, why are you feeling guilty?"

"Say it again!" Mr. Yu chased after him and was about to slap him.

Mrs. Yu stopped her and said, "Okay, stop making trouble. Didn't you and the second child also go to Nancheng and tell us what you gained?"

Speaking of this, the second master Yu and the third master Yu lost their momentum.

The two brothers lowered their eyebrows together, repeating what Nan Song said exactly.

After hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Yu Fengjiao couldn't help but murmured, "You are also very powerful. Why didn't Xiao Song just kick you out?"

Second Master Yu and Third Master Yu raised their heads and looked towards Yu Fengjiao.

"Sister, it's fine if you don't help us, why are you still making sarcastic remarks?"

Yu Fengjiao had a stern look on her face, "You have made things like this and you still expect me to say nice things to praise you? I wonder where you have eaten for so many years. You are just gaining weight, not brains!" "

Second Master Yu and Third Master Yu were scolded very humiliatingly, but the eldest sister had been scolding them since childhood, and they had long been used to it.

Even the juniors like Yu Jiahang and Yu Zeyu listened and applauded silently in their hearts: the scolding was good, the scolding was wonderful, and the scolding was awesome.

Yu Fanyin walked over and stroked Yu Fengjiao's back a few times.

"Auntie, don't be angry. The matter has reached this point. We can only try our best to find a solution. If Sister Nan refuses to come, what else can we do?"

Everyone was at a loss and looked at Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu sat on the rose chair, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then let out a long breath, "In this case, I have no choice but to face this old face."

He made up his mind and raised his head, "I will go to Nancheng tomorrow. This time, Jiarui will go with me."

"Jiarui?" Everyone looked at Yu Jiarui.

Yu Jiarui, who had been sitting silently in the corner, was also confused and looked cute.

Second Master Yu said in confusion: "Dad, what's the use of letting Jiarui go? He can't do anything else except play chess."

Yu Jiarui nodded blankly, his narrow eyes full of clear confusion.

Mr. Yu glared in the direction of Mr. Yu, "Your son is more useful than you. At least he talks less than you. He is clean and not annoying."

Second Master Yu: "..."

"That's it." Mr. Yu waved his hand, "Each go back to your own hospital, wash up and sleep."

Everyone stood up and said good night to Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu. Mrs. Yu pulled Yu Fengjiao down and said, "Gillian, please stay here for a moment. Your dad and I have something to ask you."

After everyone left, Mrs. Yu pulled Yu Fengjiao and asked, "Tell me and your dad what's going on with you and Xiao Ding now."

Yu Fengjiao said helplessly: "Mom, he's not young anymore. He looks young, but he's actually older than me. You'd better call him 'Old Ding'. I'll get used to it."

"Okay, then it's Old Ding." Old Mrs. Yu smiled, "Are you and Old Ding the same as each other?"

"Where did you think of going?"

Yu Fengjiao blushed, "He and I are just ordinary friends, nothing more..."

"What do you mean? People have gone down the mountain for you. They have chased you from Messuli to our house. You have to be interesting." Mr. Yu tried his best to help you.

Mrs. Yu helped, "That's right. I think this old man is quite funny. He has superb medical skills and a refreshing person. He is a hundred times better than Shen Liushu. I can see that you are very happy to be with him."

Yu Fengjiao lowered her head and smiled involuntarily when she thought of Ding Mao, "He is quite funny."

This smile made Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu feel happy.

Their daughter has been good and sensible since she was a child, and is better than her two sons. However, she made a mistake in her relationship and almost lost half her life. Now even her own son...

As a parent, you really care about your daughter.

If nothing else, I just hope that she can have a close friend for the rest of her life, who will take good care of her and love her.

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Wish to have one person's heart, and the white head will not be separated.

Nan Song was sitting on the balcony, flipping through a book of poems in his hand, feeling very confused.

She stared blankly at the dark night outside, trying to sort out her chaotic thoughts, but found that she couldn't.

She originally thought she knew Yu Jinwen better than anyone else, but a painting of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" made her suddenly doubt herself.

No matter how powerful computer technology is, there are still areas that cannot be touched.

It was as if she had no idea that Yu Jinwen could fake things and had such superb painting skills.

Thinking back to those moments when she was "arrogant" in front of him, Nan Song felt ashamed and humiliated. It was really "playing tricks" and extremely ridiculous.

What was he thinking at that time? Did he think in his heart: What's so good about playing? What you are playing with is what I have left!
Nan Songkong sat for a long time, holding his head, and sighed in the silent night.

It is true that secret love is a person's chaos.

Perhaps, the secret love she had for ten years was just a phantom she imagined.

That man, tall, masculine, handsome, as perfect as the sun god.

But the real Yu Jinwen is not perfect. He is a living person with advantages and disadvantages.

Because she had such illusions, after marrying him and getting close to him, those illusions were shattered bit by bit, and she couldn't bear it anymore, and she started to think about quitting.

Now think about it, if at that time, she could confront Zhuo Xuan head-on and bravely take back the man who belonged to her, nothing would have happened to Zhuo Xuan.

After all, she still didn't love him that much, at least not as much as she imagined.

What people love most is themselves.

Thinking of this, Nan Song smiled slightly and closed the poetry collection.

Only now did she truly feel relieved.

She let go of her love for Yu Jinwen, and also let go of her hatred for him.

Standing up from the balcony, she looked at the picture of Riverside During the Qingming Festival spread out on the bar, and stretched out her fingers to gently touch it.

"It's worth it once you've had love."

(End of this chapter)