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

Chapter 631 True Filial Disciple

The funeral in Muzhou was held with dignity and splendor.

The newspaper used a huge page to report on Muzhou's death, and also published his works during his lifetime.

Some of Muzhou's paintings during his lifetime were collected by Gu Fang and Yu Jinwen, some were collected by famous artists, and some were publicly auctioned, with all funds donated.

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen helped deal with Muzhou's funeral affairs and were busy for another two days.

But something went wrong on Song Xi's side.

Yan Yuan stepped down the dragnet at the airport in country T, but did not catch Song Xi, only Shi Baohua.

Song Xi set off smoke bombs for them, but she never got on the plane, and her traces suddenly disappeared. No one knew where she went.

Shi Baohua was deported back to China, and under his explanation with Jiang Fan, the murder cases of Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang finally came to an end.

In the end, it was Jiang Fan who shouldered everything and took on the charge of "murderer".

He confessed to the crime and cleared Nan Song of his guilt.

The trend of the Internet changes at every turn, and all the posts originally attacking Nan Song have been transformed into sympathy for her.

As the media exposes the relationship between Jiang Fan and Nan Song, in the eyes of many people, Jiang Fan is almost like the adopted son of the Nan family and a "retainer" of the Nan family. But it is such a wolf who betrays the enemy for the sake of profit. Nan Song, this behavior is a typical white-eyed wolf behavior, ungrateful and worthy of death.

Nan Song has become numb to the public's sympathy and abuse.

Those people on the Internet are sometimes her friends, sometimes her enemies, sometimes they love her so much that they want to break to pieces for her, and sometimes they hate her so much that they would skin her and cramp her. Their expressions change so quickly that sometimes she can't even handle them. Clearly, they are strangers who have never met before. Where can there be so much love and hatred?

Feng Daoshuang's words are like snow, and her words are more hurtful than a blade, but she is no longer a fragile child who is vulnerable to others' words.

Many people wanted to defeat her, but she survived time and time again.

As long as you're alive, what's there to fear?
After coming down from Muzhou's funeral, Nan Song did not follow Luo Yin and the others back to the rose garden, but accompanied Yu Jinwen back to Shuiyunjian.

Mu Zhou was a friend of Luo Yin and Nan Ningsong. The pain in their hearts for his passing was self-evident. However, the middle-aged people had experienced hardships and had learned to hide their emotions at this age. They just looked at the tombstone silently. The photo of an old friend silently accompanies the remaining person - Gu Fang.

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen had hardly slept in the past two days. They were obviously extremely exhausted and felt like they wished they could fall asleep just lying down. However, after taking a bath and lying on the bed, neither of them could fall asleep. A pair of eyes stared at the ceiling blankly, and he didn't speak for a long time.

After a long while, Nan Song spoke, "Why do I feel that everything is like a dream?"

Yu Jinwen's voice was hoarse, "I think so too."

Who would have thought that in just a few days, Teacher Mu would be gone and pass away forever.

In fact, he is only 53 years old this year. He has just passed the age where he knows his destiny, and he left before he could fully enjoy his old age.

"I really feel sorry for Aunt Fang."

Nan Song said: "It's not easy to meet a true love at this age. How long have we been together, and she is left alone again."

Yu Jinwen pulled Nan Song into his arms. Her hair tickled his face, and the familiar smell of her body made him feel at ease.

"I quite envy the teacher. When he leaves, he can hold the hand of his beloved and call her name. It's better than him walking alone."

When Nan Song heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at him.

Yu Jinwen, "What, did I say the wrong thing?"

Nan Song said: "I don't even know whether I should call you an optimist or a pessimist."

Yu Jinwen smiled lightly, "There is a word now called 'optimistic pessimist', which probably refers to me." "Then what am I?"

Nan Song asked and answered, "I am always optimistic."

"Yes." Yu Jinwen kissed her ear gently, "You are the little sun, with your own warmth and light. You were born to shine on me."

Nan Song didn't feel like he was a little sun, but he did feel a little warm from his kiss.

She tilted her head, and the two of them looked at each other, then tacitly connected.

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Nan Song looked at Yu Jinwen who was getting up and felt something was a little wrong, so he asked tentatively:
"Teacher Mu hasn't passed his first seven years yet. Isn't it bad for us to do this?"

Yu Jinwen thought for a while and said, "What is Teacher Mu's last wish?"?
Nan Song was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't you say that you want to have a couple of children with Aunt Fang?"

"Well, it can be seen that he was thinking about that when he was dying. Let's just think of it as fulfilling his dream and let him listen to it."

Yu Jinwen said and covered him.

Nan Song kept thinking about what he said. He thought it made sense at first, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

It was clear that the disciple was lustful and cowardly, and even used the teacher who was still dead as an excuse. He was really a filial piety to Teacher Mu!
But... so be it.

Nan Song was so tired that he almost passed out. Before falling asleep, he muttered silently, "Teacher Mu, if you want to blame, blame your precious student. Don't blame me..."

Yu Jinwen couldn't help but laugh as he listened to her murmur.

"Don't worry about sleeping with me. Teacher Mu will come to me even if he wants to settle a score."

After hearing these words, Nan Song felt relieved and fell into a deep sleep.

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Song Xi just disappeared out of thin air, waving his sleeves and leaving in a clean and tidy manner.

Jiang Fan, as for intentional homicide, is likely to be sentenced to death.

Nan Song came to his aid for the last time and wanted to ask Cheng Xian to defend him, as long as he was willing to tell the truth and confess Song Xi's crimes.

Jiang Fan refused, saying, "It's not necessary."

In the visiting room, Nan Song looked at Jiang Fan, who was sitting across from him, wearing an orange vest and shaving his head, almost losing his original appearance, and felt angry and hateful.

"Is it worth it for a woman like that?"

Jiang Fan, who had been keeping his head down, slowly raised his head when he heard these words and looked at Nan Song, his eye circles instantly turned red.

"Xiao Song, I have sworn since I was a child to protect your safety throughout my life. I'm sorry I didn't do it, don't blame me."

Nan Song stared at him, "Protect me? Help a woman I met halfway to deal with me, betray me, kill Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang, and throw dirty water on me, almost damaging my reputation." Sweep the floor, Jiang Fan, is this how you protect me?"

Her merciless questioning made Jiang Fan break his guard. He suddenly bent down, covered his face with his handcuffed hands, and began to cry bitterly.

Hearing his sad and suppressed cries, Nan Song frowned, a burst of sadness surged through his nose, and he suppressed it with force.

"Don't tell me you love her enough to die for her."

Nan Song said coldly and to the point, "What do you think Song Xi is holding on to?"

(End of this chapter)