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

Chapter 59 Come and hug your thighs

The door was not closed tightly, as if it was left specially for her, it opened with a slight push.

Nan Lin entered Nan Song's room and called softly, "Sister, aren't you asleep yet?"

"Didn't you sleep too?"

Nan Song closed the book, propped himself up and sat up straighter, raised his eyes to look at her, "If anything happens, come and talk to me."

Nan Lin walked over. She was wearing a pair of cartoon pajamas. They were made of pure cotton and had turned white after washing. When she stepped on the expensive Persian carpet, she felt like she couldn't put her foot down. She was full of restraint.

"Sit down." Nan Song asked her to sit down. He pulled a shawl and threw it to Nan Lin. "I'm not used to turning on the air conditioner. It's a bit cold in the room. Please wear it to avoid freezing."

"Thank you sister."

Nan Lin thanked her obediently and sat down on the chair obediently, putting her hands on her knees and keeping her legs straight.

Nan Song looked at her series of small movements and couldn't help but laugh.

In the past three years, she has played the role of a well-behaved and gentle person in front of Yu Jinwen, relying on her cousin as a prototype, and her performance was quite good. After all, Yu Jinwen was deceived by her for three years.

Nan Song had always been cold and cold since they met, and suddenly smiled. Nan Lin was startled, "Sister?"

"It's okay, I just remembered something fun."

The smile in Nan Song's eyes disappeared briefly, leaving a hint of coolness, "What do you want from me?"

Nan Lin raised her big round eyes and looked at Nan Song with a burning gaze, "Where have you been, sister, over the years? How are you doing?"

Nan Song's eyes flashed. She didn't expect that the first thing Nan Lin said to her was this.

“I went to other cities and experienced different lives.”

Nan Song also asked her, "How are you doing?"

"It's still like that." Nan Lin twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled, "It's been like this since I was a child. I'm used to it. It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad."

Nan Song looked at her, "I heard that your father married another wife."

Nan Lin's eyes darkened and she lowered her eyes, "Yes, I married another one. She is quite beautiful. She is also the champion of the Miss Chinese Contest."

She said, her face seemed to be smiling, but she could not hide the sarcasm under her smile.

Nan Song looked at it and sighed in his heart: Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite.

My grandfather lived in poverty all his life and gave birth to three sons. The eldest, Nan Ningsong, was the most promising. He founded the Nan Group and became a successful entrepreneur, but he died young.

The second eldest child, Nanning Bai, was good at business calculations since he was a child. He was originally the best one, and he became the manager of a state-owned enterprise by slapping people around. Later, when he saw that the boss was doing well, he became very jealous and followed him into the sea.

As for the third child, Nan Ningzhu, he has high ambitions and low ambitions. He has lost his ambition in playing with things. He has never worked a serious day's work and relies on the support of his two brothers. He spends money lavishly and is particularly diligent in changing his wife. He is full of lust.

Nan Song remembered that her mother once commented on the two uncles in front of her father, "Your second brother is nothing more than a thing. Your third brother is nothing compared to him. He is just a thing!"

"Your new stepmother is not good to you." Nan Song did not use a question, but a declarative sentence.

She checked Nan Lin's experience over the years and learned that since Nan Ning Zhu married this new wife, Nan Lin had no place at home. Not only was she kicked out of her home, she almost failed to finish school.

Nan Lin mocked: "She is only four or five years older than me. She is beautiful and can coax people. I can't fight her, so I can only stay away from her. I can't afford to offend her and can hide."

Nan Song sighed imperceptibly. Having a stepmother is basically equivalent to having a stepfather. Without a family, how can life be easy?

"Stop talking about me. Sister, I came to see you because I have something important to tell you."

Nan Lin glanced outside, moved a chair closer, and lowered her voice: "I came here this time because my second sister asked me to come. Her motives are not pure. She wants me to deceive your trust and join forces to deal with you. ." "I know." There was no trace of surprise on Nan Song's face.

Nan Lin opened her eyes in surprise, "You know?"

Nan Song smiled disdainfully, "She can't hide her little tricks from me."

Nan Lin blinked her eyes again. Seeing the eldest sister looking calm and strategizing, she suddenly understood, "Then you already guessed that I would come to find you, right?"

"You are smarter than her. You know who is the real boss in this family."

Nan Song patted his legs and said with a sense of humor, "Although my thighs are not thick, they are reliable."

Nan Lin couldn't help but smile, showing her neat teeth, "This is called abandoning darkness and turning to light."

"Well, well said."

Nan Song raised his hand, pinched her cheek gently, and said with regret: "When I was a child, this little face was plump and felt great when pinched. Now it is so thin that there is no more flesh."

"Isn't it popular to be thin now? My classmates are still envious of my small face."

Nan Song shook his head, "It doesn't matter whether you are fat or thin. Health is the most important thing. Starting from tomorrow, I will gain weight for you and make you fat."

Nan Lin's eyes flashed with tears, "The fattest time in my life was when I was a child and lived with my sister. It was also the happiest time in my life."

"How old you are, only in this life. We have all grown up, but I am still your sister. It is my responsibility to discipline you and protect you."

Nan Lin's tears were on Nan Song's fingers. She raised her hand and patted Nan Lin's head like she did when she was a child. "Sister is back, you don't have to be afraid of anything. I won't let anyone bully you anymore."

"sister!"

Nan Lin threw herself into her arms and cried like a child.

……

The night was dark.

A black car parked on the long street in front of the Rose Garden. In less than two days, Yu Jinwen visited the same place again.

There was complete silence all around. This unique silence and the scent of roses made his nerves become clearer bit by bit, and he was separated from the chaos.

It's really strange that since he and Nan Song divorced, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes in just half a month.

When I left Beicheng, the roses in the courtyard were already in bloom, but the person who loved those flowers was no longer there.

For some reason, only when he was close to her, his heart would be calm, and he would not be irritable, anxious, or at a loss.

It was like there was a thread here, constantly pulling him here.

He knew that he was out of control, crazy, possessed.

Or, he was moved.

Yu Jinwen held a mobile phone in his hand, which was almost out of battery. Every time the number was dialed, he pressed it to death again.

On the way here, he had a lot to ask her; but after he arrived, he had her number, but he didn't know what to ask.

He wanted to ask her whether the things Fu Yu told him were true?

Is what Jiang Fan told him true?
Ultimately, he just wanted to ask her - is her love for him still there?

(End of this chapter)