Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 156 The Story of Shuangwen Comes Too Fast Like a Tornado

Zhou Shuwei didn't seem to be stunned by her sudden question. She stared at Nan Song for two seconds and then spoke in a serious tone.

"Sister, it seems that you have a good understanding of yourself."

Regarding whether he looks like a scumbag or not, Nan Song was just casually talking about it, but now that Zhou Shuwei personally affirmed it, his mood has changed again.

Her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and she looked at Zhou Shuwei with dissatisfaction in her eyes: "Seriously? Are you serious? Do you really think I'm a scumbag?"

Zhou Shuwei tilted her head and thought for a while: "Well, how to put it, I can't say it's [-]%, but judging from the things between you and Shen Du, you do have this potential."

Nan Song: "."

Her eyes lowered slightly, and fell on the unfinished food in front of Zhou Shuwei. Nan Song moved quickly and grabbed the food in front of her.

"Don't eat, just starve to death."

"."

Seeing that she didn't look like she was joking, Zhou Shuwei quickly comforted her: "Oh, I'm just kidding."

Nan Song snorted lightly, like a killer without the slightest emotion: "I don't think you are joking."

Zhou Shuwei stared at Nan Song for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Song Song, I think your current state seems to be trapped."

Nan Song was taken aback: "Me?"

"Ah."

"Why do you say that? I don't feel trapped."

Zhou Shuwei looked at her little sister lovingly: "The so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and you naturally don't feel much when you are in the game, but I don't know why, I just see a kind of from you now. Well, why? Say it, screw it up."

What Nan Song hates the most in her life is people who twist their tongues. She thinks that being a human being is to be free and easy. Now that Zhou Shuwei uses this word to describe herself, her disgust is beyond words.

"Where did I screw up? Where did I screw up?"

Zhou Shuwei turned into a gentle and caring young lady in a second.

"Shen Du suddenly treats you better than before, which makes you a little uneasy or flattered, but Song Song, you have overlooked a problem. If you didn't take his sudden change into your heart, you would never have such a feeling. "

Nan Song was silent for a moment after listening, and lay down on the back of the soft sofa behind him, posing as a boss.

"I think you misunderstood my current state. I'm not nervous. I'm secretly cool and rampant. It's just that I'm a little confused because the plot of Shuangwen came so suddenly."

Zhou Shuwei: "?"

"What do you mean?"

As soon as we talked about this topic, Nan Song was obviously excited. He stood up and looked at Zhou Shuwei and said, "There are some things you don't know, but I can tell you now, and you won't think I'm flattered after hearing it."

Seeing Nan Song's serious expression, Zhou Shuwei knew that it was definitely not a trivial matter, and her expression became a little more serious.

"Okay, you say."

So in the next few minutes, Nan Song told Zhou Shuwei all the unfeeling words that Shen Du had said to her, and the latter was stunned after listening.

".Shen Du ever said these words to you? And it was on the night of your wedding?"

Nan Song nodded gracefully: "Yes."

There was surprise in Zhou Shuwei's eyes, and her lips moved slightly: "My sister has been wronged like this??? Why didn't you tell me before?"

Nan Song squeezed out an awkward but polite smile: "Sister, am I shameless?"

Zhou Shuwei blinked her eyes, as if to express her approval.

"It's not like you haven't read those novels about domineering presidents who abuse their hearts before. Most of them are the kind of bullying male protagonists who draw a line with the heroine on the day they get married, right? I've seen some too, so I wasn't surprised to hear him tell me that the night after the wedding.

After all, I understand the truth that art comes from life, but it’s not surprising if I’m not surprised. Whether I’m blocked in my heart is another matter. How can I spread such words when my newly married husband says them?Where do I put my face? "

After listening to Nan Song's words, Zhou Shuwei looked at her with more gentle and loving eyes.

"Sister, you are really wronged."

Nan Song looked calm: "Oh, that's not too wronged, I just went back on the spot."

"How did you fight?"

"After Shen Du said that to me at the time, I responded to him and said that we are just fixed PYs with red books each, don't make it so complicated, you won't give me love? What is love? Can I eat? Can I sell it for money?"

Zhou Shuwei, who was sitting across from the coffee table, gave Nan Song a thumbs up slowly.

Nan Song recalled the scene at that time, and the whole person was beaming.

"You don't know, when Shen Du heard me say the word PY, his face turned green. After all, a big CEO who has always been admired and flattered by others never thought that one day he would become a woman's PY. "

"Oh, by the way, I made a poisonous oath before going to bed that night. I told Shen Du that you better pray that you won't be slapped in the face in the future. If you fall in love with me, you will be a grandson. If I I gave you a chance and I am the grandson."

The corners of Zhou Shuwei's mouth twitched after hearing this: "Grandson comes and grandson goes, is there any need for you two to be so ruthless?"

Nan Song raised his hand to brush his long hair, and there was a sense of charm in his elegant movements.

"I can't help it. He was the one who said the harsh words first, so I can't keep up? Otherwise, I will lose the momentum. It's all because he said the words too harshly. Who doesn't want face? I don't want face?"

Listening to Nan Song's angry rhetorical tone, Zhou Shuwei felt that she didn't know where to start to persuade others.

"Could this be the real version of the wife-abusing momentary pleasure, wife-chasing crematorium written in the novel?"

Nan Song thought for a while, then shook his head: "I'm very reasonable, and Shen Du's nature is not really a wife abuser, but if you talk about it for a while, chasing your wife in the crematorium is for sure."

The keen Zhou Shuwei heard the other meaning from Nan Song's words in a second.

"Your words have deep meaning, Songsong."

"Huh? What's the meaning?"

"You mean you're willing to give Shen Du a chance to chase after his wife's crematorium?"

Nan Song used a small fork to fork a piece of mango coconut milk jelly and put it in his mouth. It was cool, soft and sweet, and the taste was quite good.

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhou Shuwei, who had a premonition that she was about to be fed a wave of dog food, nodded quickly.

"The truth is, I don't really want to give it now." Nan Song said lightly.

Zhou Shuwei: "Is this really true?"

"It's true."

"why?"

(End of this chapter)