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

Chapter 760 The difficult love between uncle and aunt

The chef at Yu's Mansion cooked excellent Sichuan cuisine. Nan Song was appetizing and ate a lot in the evening.

She wanted to go to the yard to eat, but Yu Jinwen said it was cold and wouldn't let her go out.

As a result, snowflakes started to fall outside soon. Now Nan Song couldn't wait any longer and had to go out to watch the snow.

Yu Jinwen couldn't resist her, so he wrapped her up tightly and took her out for a walk and had fun for a while. Unfortunately, the snow didn't fall heavily and it melted in the air. Nan Song caught the snowflakes with his palms. , said with regret, "If only it rained harder, I almost want to build a snowman."

Looking at her slightly red face from the cold, Yu Jinwen covered her face with the hat again, "Maybe when you wake up tomorrow morning, there will be a snowman waiting for you."

Before Nan Song could speak, Yu Jinwen touched her cold little hand, and his face suddenly darkened.

"It's too cold outside. It's not okay if you catch a cold. You have to go back."

He couldn't help but take her home.

As soon as he entered the living room and felt the heat, Nan Song's nose itched and he sneezed loudly.

Yu Jinwen's expression changed, and the servants became even more nervous. Without the husband's instructions, they hurriedly made ginger soup and drank it while asking Nan Song.

Nan Song would have to be fed ginger soup even if he wasn't in the rose garden. After drinking a big bowl, his stomach that had finally disappeared became bulging again.

If you don't exercise tonight, you will wake up tomorrow morning at least two pounds heavier.

she thought silently.

He planned to go to the gym to sweat it out, but Yu Jinwen was worried that she would be more likely to catch cold after sweating, so he didn't let her go and carried her upstairs and put her in the hot spring.

The bathroom in the master bedroom has a super spacious bathtub, which is more than twice the size of the one they have in the hotel, and can also be turned into hot spring mode.

It's most comfortable to take a dip in a hot spring or something in winter. Nan Song's body warmed up in no time.

Yu Jinwen put her inside and went out. When he came back, he not only brought a bottle of red wine and two goblets, but also her mobile phone.

"Phone." Yu Jinwen handed her the phone.

Nan Song asked: "Whose?"

Yu Jinwen: "Little aunt."

He Xiaowen, who was on the other end of the receiver, heard the "little aunt" clearly. She was shocked at first, and then her face became hot.

Even Mr. Yu, who had always been cold and reserved, called her so brazenly. Could it be that in their eyes, she had really been eaten to death by Wang Ping?
As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, Nan Song's voice came over, "Little aunt, what are you doing?"

He Xiaowen's face was really red this time, and she scolded her lightly, "Don't scream nonsense."

"Why are you screaming? Haven't you already moved back to my uncle and reconciled with him?"

When Nan Song saw Yu Jinwen open a bottle of red wine, he couldn't wait to drink it. He stretched out his hand towards him, but Yu Jinwen signaled to wake up first.

He Xiaowen's voice sank, "Who said that? Did your uncle tell you?"

"He didn't say anything. I asked about you when I called him last time, and he said you were fine at home."

Nan Song heard something behind the scenes and asked tentatively, "Why, it's been so long and you still haven't reconciled?"

"..."

He Xiaowen herself didn't know whether she and Wang Ping had reconciled or not.He wouldn't let her live outside with his senior brother, saying it was outrageous for a man and a widow to live together in the same room, but he ended up letting her stay with him and living in the same room with her... Isn't it outrageous now?He Xiaowen felt that this man really had double standards, but she couldn't defeat him. She looked for several houses, and every time she negotiated with the landlord, he disturbed her. He didn't argue with her, so she dared to run away. He can get her back once she gets out.

It's really like the routine in a bloody novel - she escapes from him, but she can't fly without wings.

The work itself was tiring enough, and He Xiaowen really didn't have the energy to bother with him, so she just treated it as renting a house in his house and treating him as the landlord. She turned around and stuffed him with the rent returned by her senior brother. In his hand, "That's all I have now. This house of yours is not cheap, so I'll pay for it now and I'll make up for it later. Can you clean up the unused small warehouse next to it? The beds are all ready-made. Just clean it up." The guest room is available, I’ll stay.”

Wang Ping did not refuse. When she gave him the money, he kept it. When she wanted to stay in the guest room, he packed up the small warehouse and gave it to her.

She now travels around the studio, and her work place is not fixed. Sometimes he will ask the driver to drop her off when the distance is too far and there is no time. Sometimes it is too late to dub and he can't get a taxi. He will pick her up and won't say much when he picks her up. , two people are like strangers living under the same roof, occasionally exchanging a few words.

He Xiaowen briefly told Nan Song the situation, and Nan Song frowned as he listened.

"Then where are you now? Are you at home?"

"I do not have."

He Xiaowen's voice sounded a little hoarse and tired, "I'm still in the studio. I just finished recording a scene. I'll give you a call during the break."

Nan Song glanced at the time on his phone and frowned, "Do you record until so late every day?"

"No, it depends on the situation. If you have a job, you have to do it."

He Xiaowen said: "And it is indeed quieter at night, people's emotions are more sensitive, and it is easier to empathize with the characters."

Nan Song felt something was wrong no matter what he heard, "Your job doesn't sound like a serious profession."

He Xiaowen laughed twice, with a sense of joy in the bitterness: "The taxi driver who sent me to the shed today also said the same thing... It's not all the fault of you capitalists. Every time you work on a drama, you will lose it in the late stages." I started to cut costs, and I cried all kinds of poverty. Time was tight and the tasks were urgent. The money was repaid very little, and the ones allocated to our voice actors were simply rare. Alas, this line of work is much more difficult than I thought, and I have to work hard slowly. …”

Nan Song thought that with He Xiaowen's beauty and figure, if she worked as an anchor and brought goods and made cosmetics, she would make more money than she does now.

But her family probably wouldn't allow her to do this, and Uncle Wang Ping might not be happy to watch her "sell her sex."

"I won't tell you anymore. You called me over there. When you return to Nancheng, call Jingjing and Xiaoyou. Let's find time to get together."

He Xiaowen hung up the phone.

Nan Song held the phone and sighed softly.

Yu Jinwen handed her a glass of red wine, "What's wrong? The relationship between uncle and aunt is not going well?"

"Don't mention it. One of them is bored and the other is holding back. Neither of them takes the initiative. They are both worried to death."

"Don't worry."

Yu Jinwen comforted her, "Although one is depressed and the other is holding back, as long as the other person is in his heart, the barrier will be broken sooner or later."

Nan Song took a sip of red wine and said, "I hope so."

After taking a bath and taking a shower, Nan Song walked out of the bathroom first and went to the cloakroom to change into pajamas, then she remembered that the suitcase she had brought back had not yet been unpacked.

I opened the suitcase and was about to take out the contents when I saw several sets of pajamas packed in the bag.

The few items that fourth brother picked out for her.

Nan Song had a flash of inspiration. If he didn't use it tonight, when would he wait?
(End of this chapter)