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

Chapter 6 Ex-husband announces marriage
She wanted to settle the account with them piece by piece, but if they wanted to pay it off in one lump sum, that wouldn't bother her.

Nanning Bai's pupils narrowed, with a vague feeling of bad premonition.

His intuition from being immersed in the business circle over the years told him not to act rashly before fully understanding his opponent's cards.

This time Nan Song came back "from the dead", which always made him feel that she was different from before, as if she was a different person, with a gloominess all over her body, just like his cruel elder brother.

He laughed stiffly, "Xiao Song, we can move, but at least give us some time. Look at us... we have so many things."

Nan Song smiled coldly in her heart when she saw that her second uncle had returned to the two-skinned face he had when facing her father.

He was sure that the father and daughter were soft-hearted and unwilling to kill their entire family.

"Okay, I'll give you time."

Nan Song didn't chase them anymore. She was back anyway, and it would be their best if they could live down-to-earth.

Turning around and walking to her room, a vase suddenly fell to the ground, blocking her way. Nan Song bent down to pick it up, and glanced at the vase. Nan Ningbai took the opportunity to come over to show her courtesy.

"Eldest niece, this is a good bottle. I spent a lot of money to get it. It is said that Dong E, the favorite concubine of Lord Shunzhi, used it to arrange flowers. If you like it, my second uncle will bear the pain and give it to you."

Nan Song raised her red lips sarcastically and threw it away. The vase fell to the ground with a crisp sound and broke into pieces.

Nanning Baizheng's heart was cut by a knife when he heard a faint sentence in his ear, "It's fake."

……

In the dead of night, Nanjiazhuang, which had been buzzing all day, finally calmed down temporarily.

After Nan Song took a shower and dried her hair, she changed into plain clothes and went to her parents' room. On the table were their portraits. Her father was handsome and handsome, and her mother was beautiful and elegant yet heroic.

Her eyes were moist, and she stepped forward to touch the portraits of her parents and choked with sobs, "Mom, Dad, my daughter is back." Nan Song knelt in front of her parents, feeling empty and lonely.

My parents died three years ago.

Three years ago, a lot happened.

At that time, she was still a carefree little princess staying in the rose garden. In addition to learning various knowledge and taking various exams every day, her greatest pleasure was browsing news about Yu Jinwen on the Internet.

She was 21 years old that year, and seven years had passed since she was kidnapped, but she still couldn't forget the hero who rescued her. Her father loved her, and was finally moved by her. He persuaded her mother to prepare to go to Beicheng to "propose marriage". When she left, she She was still clinging to her parents and acting like a spoiled child, waiting for their good news. Unexpectedly, the news came back that they were dead. They had a car accident on the highway, and the whole car exploded.

The car exploded, and their bodies were burned to the point where their original appearance was almost unrecognizable. She didn't believe that her parents really died like that, but the results of the forensic examination showed that it was her parents who died.

The sky is falling, that's what it should be.

If it weren't for her, maybe her parents wouldn't have died... But she didn't dare to blame herself, even for her parents, she had to live well.

The cell phone rang suddenly. Nan Song raised his sore and numb knees and answered the phone, "Hello..."

On the other end of the phone was the man in brown sunglasses that day, who was also her younger brother and best friend, Bai Luyu, the seventh son of the Bai family. "There's something I don't know if I should tell you."

Nan Song was impatient, "Say."

Bai Qi: "Your ex-husband has announced his marriage and will marry Zhuo Xuan in four days."

Nan Song's hand holding the phone froze as if it was anesthetized, and his heart felt like it had been squeezed hard, and it hurt to the bone.

Four days later, it was the day when their divorce process was completed... Was he so eager to marry his sweetheart?

(End of this chapter)