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

Chapter 5 You are at the end of your days

The originally clear sky suddenly darkened, and a gust of wind blew up, lifting Nan Song's white clothes and black hair. Accompanied by her cool voice, her whole figure looked like a ghost.

"Ah——" Nanya, who had a guilty conscience, covered her ears and screamed, pushing away the two people behind her and stumbling inside.

Qin Jiangyuan was already frightened and looked at Nan Song like a fool, "No, I didn't harm you, don't come to me..."

In a hurry and fear, he grabbed the pebbles nearby and threw them at Nan Song. Nan Song raised his hand to catch it accurately, narrowed his eyes, aimed at Qin Jiangyuan's head, and threw it at Qin Jiangyuan's head!
"what--"

There was another scream, three screams to be precise. The other two standing at the door, watching the blood dripping from Qin Jiangyuan's head, were so shocked that they almost lost their balance and backed away with a strong desire to survive.

Qin Jiangyuan covered his head, feeling as if his head was about to crack. When he reached out and touched it, it was covered in blood. A pair of black high-heeled shoes slowly walked in front of him.

He raised his head hastily, met Nan Song's cold eyebrows, and finally came to his senses, "You, you are not dead... you are still alive... alive."

Nan Song stood condescendingly in front of him, looking at this man who was extremely attentive when he chased her, but later wanted to destroy her with his own hands out of love and hatred for profit, there was no light in his cold eyes.

"Qin Jiangyuan." After three years, she called out his name again, "I regret to inform you that your good days have come to an end."

Three years ago, he and Nanya teamed up to trick her into climbing a mountain, trying to push her down the cliff to make it appear that she had slipped and fallen. Of course she didn't die, but that didn't mean they were innocent.

The sins you commit and the sins you commit will all have to be paid back sooner or later.

She would settle these accounts with them one by one.

On this day, there was a lot of excitement in the rose garden.

As soon as Nan Song came back, she was not idle. She sent a construction team to clean out the rooms of her parents and her own. As for Nanning Bai and Nanya's things, they threw them all out!

"Ah...my jewelry, my clothes, my bag...what are you doing?!"

Nanya's precious treasures were thrown away like rubbish by the construction team. Her heart was bleeding, and she pointed at Nan Song with eyes splitting, "Why are you so crazy when you come back! I have lived here for three years. !”

Nan Song was sitting on the sofa nearby, leisurely flipping through the current list of Nanjiazhuang personnel, not even bothering to look at the cousin she once loved. "My room has been occupied by a rotten person like you for three years. No wonder there is garbage everywhere."

She turned to the construction team and said: "Handle it carefully and don't let go of any garbage. If things are broken, you don't have to pay for it. I just want it to be clean."

"Okay, no problem." The construction team was even more merciless after receiving this order. In the eyes of rough old men like them, those brand-name bags were no different from grocery shopping bags, so they threw them all into sacks.

Nanya's scalp was about to explode, "Ah, take your dirty hands away and don't touch my bag!"

She waved her claws and was about to scratch someone. Nan Song got impatient and directly pulled down the bed curtain, wrapped the fluttering Nanya, tied it to a chair, and blocked her mouth with socks. The world suddenly became pure.

It took an entire afternoon for her and her parents' rooms to return to their original state. Nan Song sealed a big red envelope for the construction team and waved them away.

When Nanning Bai came back, he saw that all the antique jades he had collected were thrown away in the corridor. His heart twitched and he almost cried, "Oh my dear, why are you here? Who did this?!"

As soon as Nanya was untied, she threw herself into her father's arms aggrievedly, pointing at Nan Song with tears in her eyes and accusing her, "Dad, she did it all! She threw out all our things!"

Nanning Bai looked at Nan Song with a very unfriendly look, "Niece, what are you doing?"

"Help you move."

Nan Song stood at the top of the stairs with his arms folded, looking at them lazily, "Second uncle, this house is my father's private property. You don't want to snatch this from me, right? If word spreads, I'm afraid it will damage your reputation. ah."

Nanning Bai couldn't help gritting his teeth. He was the first to take a fancy to the rose garden, but his eldest brother took advantage of it because he didn't have enough funds. He had been coveting this manor for a long time, and he couldn't wait to move in as soon as Nan Song died.

He squeezed out a smile with his fat head and big face, "Xiao Song, we are one family and don't speak two different languages. I am now the chairman of the Nan Group, and besides, I am used to living in the Rose Garden..."

"Habits can be changed."

Nan Song interrupted him directly, with a calm expression and a calm tone, "The chairman can also be changed. Second uncle, if you want to be laid off early, I can make arrangements."

(End of this chapter)