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

Chapter 643 He is my brother

This kind of conversation sounds really familiar.

You have to come back every few years.

"Oh, your business is really busy. I think you should stop being Mrs. He and join the wedding industry as a matchmaker to ensure a prosperous business." He Xiaowen sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't come back, we will settle the marriage." The attitude on the other end of the phone was arrogant, leaving no room for negotiation.

He Xiaowen looked cold and said, "Okay, as long as the other party doesn't mind me cuckolding him every day, a marriage certificate doesn't matter to me. Anyway, I've already been married three times, so what if I get divorced three times? What if I'm desperate? If he kills me, I will let him marry a dead body and go home."

Mrs. He said coolly: "You don't need to threaten me. If you can, you will die. As long as you live, you must obey our arrangements!"

"You..." He Xiaowen was so angry that she was shaking all over and couldn't help but curse.

Wang Ping took the mobile phone from her hand and said calmly: "Mother-in-law, I am Wang Ping."

The other party's breath calmed down, and then his voice suddenly changed, "Hey, Wang Ping, you and Xiaowen...are you together?"

"Yes." Wang Ping said in a calm voice, "I am preparing to take Xiaowen back to visit you and my father-in-law today. Are there any other guests at home?"

Mrs. He was stunned and said hurriedly: "No, no, there are no guests. Come on, her father has been talking about you."

Wang Ping said "Okay" and hung up the phone.

Just as he was about to return the phone to He Xiaowen, he saw He Xiaowen staring straight at him with red eyes.

She looked ashamed and angry, "Wang Ping, what do you mean?"

Wang Ping stared at her for a while and asked her, "Do you want to get married?"

He Xiaowen sniffed and said firmly: "Nonsense, of course I don't want to!"

A tear trickled down her eyelid.

Wang Ping raised his hand, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and said softly: "Then let's stop. As long as I'm here, no one can force you."

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Nan Song was carried back to the room by Yu Jinwen, his face wrinkled.

She held Yu Jinwen's neck and wrapped her legs around his waist, exactly like a child.

"Tell me, what is the relationship between my mother and Wang Ping? Are they really old friends?"

Yu Jinwen held her firmly and shook his head, "Probably not. Didn't Aunt Luo say that she had only been in love once in her life?"

"Just believe it when she says it."

Nan Song pouted, "It's really not necessarily true. I remember when I was a child, she often cried because of a man, but it was definitely not my dad."

Yu Jinwen's pupils opened slightly, as if he had heard some explosive gossip.

That confused expression made Nan Song amused.

She flicked him on the forehead and said, "Okay, put me down quickly. Aren't you tired of holding me?"

"You're not tired." Yu Jinwen weighed her, "You're so thin that you don't even have two ounces of meat on your body. I really need to give you a good supplement."

"When you say that, I'm really hungry." Nan Song said.

Yu Jinwen looked at her lovingly, "What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you."

Nan Song's big eyes flashed and he said, "I want to eat fried chicken."

"I've never fried a chicken before..." Yu Jinwen said and was about to put her down, "I'll search and see how to do it."

Nan Song tapped his forehead, "You're stupid, it's too troublesome to do it yourself, let's go out to eat."

"Are you going out to eat?" Yu Jinwen hesitated, "But you don't care about Aunt Luo?"

"Compared with gossip, doing the job is more important."

Nan Song jumped down from his arms and said: "You can't force me to tell you what my mother doesn't want to say. She won't tell us, but she will tell my dad. It's okay if my dad knows. When it's time to let us When they find out, they will naturally let us know. They know it, don't worry." After changing her clothes and leaving the room, Nan Song saw that the door to her parents' room was still closed, but there was no movement at all.

I still wanted to go over and eavesdrop, but I endured it, but I still endured it.

She went over and knocked on Luo Junheng's door, and a deep voice came from inside, "Come in."

Pushing open the door, Luo Junheng was sitting at the desk working.

In the summer, he was still wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looking like a noble gentleman, sitting there meticulously.

Nan Song didn't want to ruin the atmosphere, "Brother, Ah Jin and I are going out to eat fried chicken, shall we go together?"

She extended the invitation.

"No." Luo Junheng refused without raising his head, and sneered, "Junk food."

Nan Song pouted, it doesn't matter if it's garbage or not, as long as it tastes good.

"Then we go."

She was about to close the door as she spoke, but Luo Junheng suddenly stopped her, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Nan Song saw his elder brother raised his head and seemed to have something to say, so he walked in directly, "What are your orders?"

Luo Junheng really had something to tell him, "That man named Wang Ping, check him out and give me a copy of the information."

After all, I can't rest assured.

Nan Song raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you let me check it for you?"

"He can't hide things."

Luo Junheng made no secret of his dislike for Bai Luyu and frowned again, "Can't I order you around?"

His face turned solemn, and Nan Song felt bald and smiled coquettishly, "How could it be possible? I wouldn't dare. But this matter is really a bit tricky."

Luo Junheng looked at her, waiting for her next words.

The soundproofing was not good, so Nan Song was afraid that her parents would hear her, so she waved her hand to Yu Jinwen who was standing at the door, signaling him to close the door.

Then he approached Luo Junheng and lowered his voice: "Brother, to be honest, Ah Jin and I have checked Wang Ping before, but he is a department-level cadre, and all we can find is a little public information on the Internet. As for his real identity We are also asking people to check our life experiences.”

Luo Junheng's blue eyes darkened in color. This person was so mysterious. He thought of his mother's abnormal behavior and felt quite uneasy.

What kind of contact did Wang Ping have with his mother before?

Luo Yin, who was tight-lipped in the face of her children, had nothing to hide from Nan Ningsong.

After locking the door, she took Nan Ningsong into the bathroom and explained everything in front of him.

Nan Ningsong's expression turned serious after hearing this. He knew in his heart that Wang Ping would not be Luo Yin's old friend, let alone some distant relative of hers, but he never expected that he would be...

"Are you sure? You can recognize him just by looking at his eyes?"

Luo Yin said: "I'm not [-]% sure. After all, his appearance is indeed different from Lan Yu's."

If she could be sure, she would have kept Wang Ping long ago and would not let him leave.

"But, I have a feeling in my heart that Lan Yu is not dead."

As she said that, Luo Yin trembled slightly, as if she saw the fire all over the sky again, and the handsome young man who always said goodbye to her with his eyes.

"If he is Lan Yu, if he is really Lan Yu..."

Nanningsong heard the trembling in Luo Yin's voice, took a step forward, held her in his arms, and gave her comfort and strength.

Luo Yin leaned on Nan Ningsong's shoulder, raised her eyes slightly, and said firmly, "If he is really Lan Yu, no matter what he looks like or what his name is, I will take him home! He is my brother."

(End of this chapter)