Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 18 Your reaction speed can catch up with the sloth

"Correct."

"Why did he live opposite Zhou Shuwei?"

Nan Song lay down on the soft pillow of the sofa, and looked at Shen Du speechlessly: "How do I know? I have no contact with him, and the adulterous scene you imagined is just a coincidence, don't put the responsibility on I push."

Shen Du looked at her with a thoughtful expression.

"Now that this matter is clear, let's talk about another matter."

Nan Song frowned, a big man, why are there so many shits?
"what's up?"

"You said I was a tool man."

Nan Song blinked: "What's wrong with saying that you are a tool man? Do you mind that too? Shen Du, don't think I don't know, how many women you have rejected outside in my name, you are allowed to hit me My name is used to block rotten peach blossoms, so I am not allowed to treat you like this?"

Shen Du raised his eyebrows lightly: "You can use my name to block the rotten peach blossoms, but the title of tool man must be changed."

"Replace it with what?"

"Dear husband."

"."

Damn, dare to wait here for her?

Nan Song looked at Shen Du with eyes as if he was mentally retarded: "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy. I see that you call me dear husband very smoothly in front of others. Why, can't you do it in private?"

"Nonsense! Do you know what acting is? You don't think I'm telling the truth, do you?"

"I know, it's your old profession." Shen Duyun said lightly.

Nan Song:?
So is this dog man's eccentric tone, is he praising her or hurting her?

"By the way, speaking of it, why did you quit the circle in the first place?" Shen Du asked suddenly.

Nan Song had a foolish expression on his face: "What are you doing? Want to know me?"

"That's not true, it's pure curiosity."

"Then why should I tell you?" Nan Song replied.

Shen Du folded his hands and put them behind his head, leisurely said: "You don't have to tell me, anyway, it's not something worth caring about."

Nan Song snorted lightly and ignored him.

This night, it was considered to be relatively peaceful. After the two of them took a bath and lay down, Shen Du didn't insist on doing some things between husband and wife as before. Nan Song felt quite satisfied.
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At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, in the president's office on the 24th floor of Yunyi Group, brilliant sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on the clear floor tiles beside the windows.

After finishing his work, Shen Du sat on the office chair, took off his gold-rimmed glasses and put them aside, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, after a while, he suddenly remembered something.

Chen Mingyu, who had just finished his lunch, was making coffee for himself outside when the phone in his suit trousers pocket vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message.

[Come in. 】

Chen Mingyu quickly put down the coffee cup in his hand and entered Shen Du's office.

"Mr. Shen, what do you want from me?"

"Do you usually follow stars?"

Chen Mingyu was stunned. Faced with such a blatant question from his boss without any warning, Chen Zhu was a little confused.

Looking at his boss, Chen Mingyu fell into deep thought: This question must not be that simple. It must be that some negligence in his work recently caused the boss's dissatisfaction. Asking this question is to investigate the detailed reasons.

Chen Mingyu answered the question with a sincere tone: "I'm not chasing stars, Mr. Shen."

Shen Du was silent for a second, and continued: "Chasing stars is not limited to actors or idols, singers are also counted, do you like it?"

"There are singers, but my favorite is a male singer from Singapore."

Singapore?
Shen Du recalled the Weibo post he read that day, it seemed that Lu Huaichuan had come back from Singapore, so it should be him, and he could get some information from Chen Zhu if nothing unexpected happened.

Shen Du's originally serious expression softened a little, and the eyes he looked at Chen Mingyu became a little more friendly.

"Oh? Who?"

"JJ Lin."

Shen Du: "."

Chen Mingyu's heart was a little creeped by his boss's stare. For some reason, he obviously felt that the temperature in the surrounding air had also dropped a bit.

"Chen help."

"Yes, Mr. Shen." Chen Mingyu's little heart was a little uneasy.

"What use do I need you for?"

Chen Mingyu: "."

Did he just say something wrong?Could it be that his boss is JJ's black fan?Tsk, what can I do?Shouldn't I lose my job because of this?
The more Chen Mingyu thought about it, the more afraid he became, and finally decided to take the initiative to ask.

"Mr. Shen, are you a black fan of JJ?"

Shen Du: "What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing nothing."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Three seconds later, Chen Mingyu heard his boss say, "I'm not Lin Junjie's black fan, I'm Lu Huaichuan's black fan."

Chen Mingyu was stunned, Lu Huaichuan?
He understood. At this moment, Chen Mingyu quickly realized why the boss asked him the question about chasing stars just now, and it had nothing to do with whether he was negligent or not.

"Mr. Shen, do you want to ask me if I know the singer Lu Huaichuan?"

"Yes." Shen Du had an expression of "you've finally enlightened".

"Although I don't like him, there are people chasing him around me. My cousin, a sophomore girl, likes him a lot. She says he sings well, is handsome, and has fans. Rainbow fart—"

Speaking of this, Chen Mingyu's voice came to an abrupt end, because he saw that his boss's face had turned dark into the bottom of the pot, and his eyes were so cold that they could kill people.

Chen Mingyu immediately acted cutely: "I'm sorry Mr. Shen, that's not what you want to know."

It's over, his assistant career is coming to an end.

There was a warm smile on the corner of Shen Du's mouth, which made Chen Ming and his heart a little scared.

"Oh? Is that Chen Zhu? You can catch up with the sloth if you work harder and react faster."

Chen Mingyu nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Within 10 minutes, I will definitely send all the information on Lu Huaichuan to you."

"Well, you can go out now." Shen Du withdrew his threatening smirk.

"Okay, Mr. Shen."

"and many more."

Chen Mingyu who had just walked to the door was stopped again.

"In addition to Lu Huaichuan's information, I also need information about Nan Song when he was an actor in the entertainment industry."

"Alright Mr. Shen, I will definitely do it."

After Chen Mingyu went out, Shen Du took out a piece of paper and a pen and wrote something casually. This was his long-standing habit. He always liked to write and draw while thinking about problems.

Before I knew it, the words "Nan Song" fell on the blank page.

He really knew very little about his wife, even though the two had known each other a long time ago, as early as when they were seventeen or eighteen high school students.

At that time, their respective parents would occasionally take their children to some wealthy or celebrity banquets. At the banquets, because the parents greeted each other, the two also saw each other, but they never had any intersection.

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