Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 260 Shen Du looked at her: "You fucking crew, stay with me in the hotel tonight." Nan Song:?
"But until I saw your picture in the profile of the marriage partner."

Hearing this, Shen Du answered a sentence: "Did you be overwhelmed by my appearance on the spot, and fell in love for a second?"

Nan Song looked at him, blinked, and sincerity was written all over his face: "Ah, that's not that exaggerated. When I saw your photo, I actually only had one thought in my heart."

"What?" Shen Du became a little interested.

"At that time, I just thought, hey, this dog Shen Du is rich, and generally really rich people don't care about every detail, I should be able to spend his money recklessly, and this person looks cold all day long and doesn't look like The kind of person who can meddle in other people's business, if I marry him, I will probably be able to achieve the goal of living my own life in my heart."

The corner of Shen Du's mouth twitched: "."

Force yourself to calm down for a few seconds.

"So that's why you chose to marry me?"

"Well, yes." Nan Song nodded sincerely.

Shen Du picked up the wine glass in hand and took a sip.

Seeing that he was drinking, Nan Song hurriedly reminded him: "Brother, can't you drink a bar? You still have to drive later!"

"I can't bear it anymore. If I don't drink some wine to calm down, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

A question mark slowly appeared on Nan Song's head:?

Drinking can calm you down?I really believe you.

Shen Du gently rubbed the smooth wine glass with the thumb of his right hand, his expression a little depressed.

In the past, I occasionally heard her mention that she chose to marry him because he had a lot of money and he was good-looking. At that time, he didn't completely believe it.

Because he always felt that no one in the world would be so insane that he would really be willing to hand over the rest of his life to another person casually for money.

Sure enough, this kind of thing can only be done by this sand sculpture woman.

And I thought she was just talking, but it turned out that she really wanted his money? ? ?

At this moment, Shen Du had great doubts about his own charisma.

"You just said that the couple are people who want to live together as a partner, so you can't hide it. So you mean that you are willing to treat me honestly with your money?"

Nan Song, who was concentrating on cutting the small roast chicken, paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Shen Du, did not speak, and continued to cut the small roast chicken.

"I'm asking you, talk."

Nan Song looked at his nose, nose and heart, his red lips moved and said calmly: "I didn't say anything just now, you heard it wrong, find the reason from yourself, thank you."

Shen Du was not offended at all this time, because Nan Song's reaction was completely within her expectation.

On the surface, Nan Song seems to be calmly slicing the little roast chicken, but there is a voice roaring in his heart——

Nan Song, how can you say something so unfavorable to yourself?You have to take good care of your money, so you don't give it to this dog man.

You have to be more careful when you speak next time, so that you don't get caught in the conversation again.

Nan Song let out a sigh of relief, then forked a piece of roasted chicken and put it into his mouth, his movements were extremely graceful.

The lips and teeth are fragrant instantly, um, quite satisfied.

After a meal, the two took the elevator downstairs.

Standing on the side of the road, Nan Song looked at Shen Du's black elegant car and asked, "You were drunk just now, so you can't drive."

"The car is here, and I will drive away tomorrow morning."

"Then how do you go home?"

Shen Du raised his head and looked around, thought for a while and said, "I'm not going home tonight, let's stay in a hotel, there is a hotel owned by Yunyi nearby, go there."

"Yes, that's fine, then I'll take a taxi." Nan Song said while taking his cell phone from his bag.

"You don't need to take a taxi, it's only a 2-minute walk."

Nan Song didn't react a little, his fingers just froze in the air when he turned on the screen.

"Ah? What do you mean? I mean I'll take a taxi back to the set."

Shen Du was just half a head older than her, and looked at her coldly with lowered eyes: "Go back to the crew of the ass, and stay with me in the hotel."

As soon as the words fell, Nan Song felt a warm force from his left wrist, and in the next second, he was pulled forward.

"I!"

Before she could utter a word, her mouth was covered by Shen Du's other hand.

"Shut up, you have no right to refuse."

"Mmmm."

Although the syllables uttered by Nan Song were vague, one could hear the anger in them.

On the side of the road at night, the street lights have been turned on early.

Now is spring, the temperature is gradually warming up, and there is a gentle breeze blowing in the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

Under the turquoise camphor tree, the two walked forward side by side. When Nan Song repeatedly stated that he would not be a demon and would obediently go to stay with him in a hotel, Shen Du finally let go of the restraint on her.

"I heard Director Lan and Dad call on the set, saying that Dad lied to him when he was young, and even cheated Mom first. What's going on?"

"Director Lan and his parents have known each other since they were very young, and the three of them have a very good relationship. At that time, Director Lan and my father both liked my mother, and in the end it was my father who caught up with her first. .”

Nan Song opened his lips slightly, a little surprised: "So there is such a story?"

"Yes."

"For so many years, Director Lan has been alone, and has been working hard to devote himself to the career of directing."

Nan Song was shocked again: "What do you mean? Director Lan never married?"

"Correct."

"...Ah, so that's the case, but why? Is it because you still have old feelings for your mother?"

"Who can say for sure, I don't know some details about their previous life."

While listening, Nan Song stepped on the leaves that fell on the ground with his feet.

"I have a bold guess. People who engage in art are generally more affectionate. It is possible that Director Lan has not let go of him for so many years. Think about it, he has never married in his life."

"It's hard to say. At their age, most of their lives have already passed, and some things that are superficial may not be so much concerned."

"Well, that's right." Nan Song understood what he said, nodded in agreement.

"However, it still sounds very touching to never marry for a lifetime. Would you stay unmarried for one person?"

Hearing Nan Song's question, Shen Du's pace of walking forward suddenly stopped, and Nan Song's pace also stopped with him.

At this time, there was a wind blowing in the night air, and the two of them happened to be standing under a huge camphor tree, and a few leaves were blown off by the wind and landed on their shoulders.

It was the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, and a faint fragrance of flowers and grass came from somewhere in the distance.

(End of this chapter)