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

Chapter 47 I advise you to cherish life
Yipin Tea Room.

The air was filled with the fresh and rich fragrance of tea, and the water vapor curled up, blurring the two handsome faces.

Jiang Fan sat opposite Yu Jinwen, and as the host, he took the initiative to make tea for him, "Mr. Yu, try the Jin Junmei produced in our tea house to see if it suits your taste."

"Thank you." Yu Jinwen tapped the table lightly, his behavior indescribably elegant and calm.

It was completely different from how he was at a loss when facing Nan Song before.

Jiang Fan raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him calmly. This was the grandson of Mr. Yu, the new generation leader of the Yu Group. He had heard about his name for a long time and had long wanted to meet him.

The Yu family was founded by Mr. Yu. It was considered a family business. It was once prosperous, but it was not until the next generation stopped taking over. It was not until the Yu family and grandchildren were helped to take over the position of successor that there was a revival.

The person who secured the position of the richest man in North City for the Yu Group was the young man of similar age sitting in front of him, Yu Jinwen.

"I have admired Mr. Yu's name for a long time, and I have always wanted to find an opportunity to discuss and communicate with each other. However, as you know, our two families have always been in harmony with each other, and there are not many opportunities for cooperation and communication."

Yu Jinwen looked directly at Jiang Fan and said in a calm and indifferent voice, "Vice President Jiang, I know you. Nan Song's right-hand man."

Although he didn't find any information about Nan Song, he still found some information about the people around her. This Jiang Fan was not only Nan Song's right-hand man, but also the son of Nan's driver.

Three years ago, Chairman Nan and Mrs. Nan died in a car accident, and the driver also died on the spot, who was Jiang Fan's father.

Nan Song did not blame the Jiang family. He not only settled the Jiang family up and down, but also transferred Jiang Fan from abroad to join the Nan Group to help her.

Jiang Fan smiled gently and said, "The Nan family is very kind to my Jiang family. President Nan and I grew up together, or in other words, I watched her grow up. In my heart, she is not only the boss, but also my sister. .”

Yu Jinwen's eyes were like a sea of ​​ink and he narrowed slightly, "Oh, childhood sweetheart."

Jiang Fan laughed again, "No, I am her guardian. Just like in fairy tales, a knight protects a princess. Therefore, I do not allow anyone to bully her or hurt her."

Having said this, his gentle expression turned a bit colder.

Yu Jinwen looked at him calmly and remained calm.

Jiang Fan continued: "I asked Mr. Yu to come out today just to find out what Mr. Nan has been through in the past three years since he disappeared. What is the relationship between you and our Mr. Nan?"

Hearing this, a touch of disappointment flashed across Yu Jinwen's eyes.

He originally thought that he should know something about the relationship between Nan Song and Jiang Fan, and maybe he could get the answer from him, but now it seems that he knows nothing.

Yu Jinwen raised his tea cup and took a sip of tea, "You and Nan Song have such a good relationship, didn't she tell you?"

"I'm not her biological brother. There are some things she won't tell me because she's afraid I'll worry."

Jiang Fan told the truth, "But since she came back, I can tell that she has something on her mind, and her personality is not as lively as before. I think she must have experienced a lot in the past three years to be like this."

Yu Jinwen frowned slightly, and he suddenly realized that when Nan Song first married him, his personality was indeed much livelier than now, and he was also very gentle and well-behaved.

But now facing him, the woman didn't have a good voice, and her words were thorny, as if she were treating an enemy.

"Three years ago, my father took Chairman Nan and Mrs. Nan to Beicheng to propose marriage to President Nan. But you said she married you..."

Jiang Fan looked at him deeply, "Are you the man she has been secretly in love with for ten years?"

Yu Jinwen's pupils shrank heavily, his eyes filled with shock.

Propose marriage?Ten years of secret love?
Is Nan Song right about him?
……

Northern Suburb Racecourse.

The racecourse is still under construction and the road is bumpy and uneven. It is a wise choice for Nan Song to put on a pair of flat shoes.

"Be careful."

Fu Yu stretched out his hand to help Nan Song. Nan Song did not refuse. He politely thanked her and handed over his hand.

"Your hands..." Fu Yu rubbed Nan Song's palm and turned it over to look at it. He couldn't help but be surprised, "You are a rich lady, why are there so many calluses on your palms?"

Nan Song's hand, the back of the hand and the palm of the hand are completely different.

The back of the hand is white and tender, and the fingers are long and slender. She looks like a delicate lady whose fingers are not wet with spring water; but the palm of the hand is covered with thick calluses, especially the fingertips, which are a bit attractive to touch. "No wonder Lao Yu always thought you were a rural girl."

He seemed to be seeing some rare and wonderful sight, touching it back and forth in Nan Song's hand.

Nan Song frowned, withdrew his hand and retorted unconvincingly, "What about rural girls? Who stipulates that children who grow up in the city can't have a little calluses on their hands? You have no less calluses on your hands than I do."

Fu Yu showed off his broad palms and said, "I held a gun in the army and was trained and polished every day. Can you be the same as me?"

When he mentioned this, Nan Song couldn't help but think of Yu Jinwen, whose palms were also covered with calluses.

"Hey, I'm your suitor. If you think about other men in front of me, I'll get jealous." Fu Yu protested dissatisfied.

Nan Song couldn't help but raise his head, "Why do you..."

She pursed her lips.

"How do you know you are thinking about another man?"

Fu Yu finished her unfinished words and looked at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, "You, your deep love for Lao Yu is written on your face. His dull gourd can't tell it, but he can't hide it from me. .”

Nan Song rolled her eyes at him, "See what you can do."

"To be honest, not only Lao Yu is curious, I am also very curious. Why did you marry him incognito in the first place?"

Fu Yu stared at Nan Song. The sun was just right at this time, and the golden light shone on her face, plating a layer of gold on her perfect face. She was so beautiful that she couldn't be more ordinary.

Nan Song stopped, his eyes cold, "Are you here to work, or are you here to gossip?"

"No conflict." Fu Yu shrugged.

Nan Song continued to walk forward, "It's in the past, there's nothing to say. There's no need for Yu Jinwen to know, and there's no need for you to know."

Fu Yu took two hurried steps forward to catch up with her and touched her shoulder, "Please satisfy my curiosity."

Nan Song glared at him, "Curiosity killed the cat, I advise you to cherish life."

Fu Yu felt a chill coming towards his face, and felt a chill running down his spine.

He grinned, "I suddenly had an ominous premonition."

He spoke seriously, and Nan Song frowned slightly, "What's the ominous premonition?"

"If we really get married, I might become a henpecker."

Nan Song: "..."

Is this person delusional?

She was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked through the information in her hand to check the current infrastructure renovation of the racecourse.

Fu Yu caught up, "To be honest, I like mysterious girls the most, they make people want to explore. If you and Lao Yu really get along, you can consider becoming my girlfriend."

Nan Song didn't even raise his head and continued to flip through the information, "What are the benefits of being your girlfriend?"

"There are so many benefits. I have always been generous and dote on women. I can give you anything you want. Even if you want a star in the sky, I can find a way to pick one for you."

Nan Song smiled disdainfully, "I don't lack money, I don't lack love, and I don't want any stars. What you can give is meaningless to me."

Fu Yu covered his heart and said, "It hurts my heart, old man."

"Give up." Nan Song patted the information in his arms.

Fu Yu took the information and chased after him without giving up, "Let's not talk about other benefits. At least you can be angry at the old metaphor. Don't you want your ex-husband to regret it?"

Nan Song's steps couldn't help but pause.

(End of this chapter)