Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 286 "I married Shen Du, he is very rich, yes, if he has money, he should give it to you? What's the reason?"

It's just that she thought she wouldn't feel anything when she heard it, but at this moment she realized that when she heard these words with her own ears, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Not only uncomfortable, but also very nauseous.

Nan Song looked at Nan Zhenghua and sneered.

"Since you've already said that, I would also like to ask, you specially called me back today and wanted to teach me to let me listen to you, what's the point of your behavior like this?"

For a moment, Nan Zhenghua didn't understand the meaning of her words: "What did you say?"

"Dad, I won't listen to you."

Nan Song's tone was cold and without any emotion.

"My body is my own, and my life is up to me. I can have a child if I want, and I can't have a child if I don't want to. In this world, no one can force me to do anything."

"In the past two years since Shen Du and I got married, the Shen family has provided a lot of help to the Nan family, both in the open and in the dark. You know it in your heart. You have never mentioned the matter of letting me have a child before, but this time it is so. Suddenly mentioned it to me, and the attitude is still so urgent."

"Then let me guess, what stupid thing did your eldest son, Nan Youheng, do again? You can clean up your son's mess yourself, and don't always come to be a lobbyist for my daughter. I married Shen Du, it's true that Shen Du is very rich, just because his Shen family has money, he should give it to you? What's the reason?"

Nan Song's words were impassioned, full of emotion, and the speed of speech was also very fast, jumping out word after word like a cannonball.

Nan Zhenghua stared at her with wide eyes, as if looking at a stranger.

This is the first time in more than 20 years that he feels that he doesn't know his daughter.

Finally, Nan Song's emotions gradually calmed down.

"If you really love me as a daughter, you won't always let me do things to please the Shen family overtly and secretly. You have never thought about it, because of some behaviors of your father, because of some behaviors of this big brother Nan Youheng. Behavior will make my daughter lose her dignity in front of the Shen family, and you know how proud I was when I was young."

Nan Zhenghua looked at Nan Song, his cheeks were tense, and he glared angrily.

Nan Song looked back at him without fear.

She was silent, but she was already mentally prepared. For so many years, she, as a daughter, has personally lifted the fig leaf on his face.

And she was a daughter who was already married like water being thrown out, so he would definitely be furious with her.

Sure enough, Nan Song watched helplessly as Nan Zhenghua raised the cup he was drinking tea from just now, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately, broken porcelain slag and water droplets splashed in all directions, hitting furniture, carpets and the corners of Nan Song's skirt, and the white skirt fabric was stained with small balls of water stains.

The porcelain cup burst on the floor with a terrifying sound.

But even so, Nan Song didn't even blink his eyes the whole time, just staring at Nan Zhenghua, his cold eyes filled with disappointment.

"How long has it been since you visited your mother?"

When Nan Song asked such a question suddenly, the corners of Nan Zhenghua's eyes trembled, and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Nan Song felt cold in his heart.

"No.13 last October, her second death anniversary, did you go to Zhaoshuihoushan to see her?"

"Did you go to see her during the Spring Festival?"

"Shut up!" Nan Zhenghua roared angrily.

Nan Song's lips were tightly pursed, and he looked at him coldly.

The two stood in a stalemate for a few seconds.

In the tense atmosphere, Nan Song suddenly felt tired, very tired.

"I'm leaving. I don't have any important things to do in the future and I won't come here again. Take care of yourself."

After saying this, Nan Song leaned over to pick up the bag on the sofa, turned around and walked towards the door resolutely.

As soon as she stepped out of the porch, she saw a man in black walking towards her, turning a car key while walking, his movements were extremely carefree.

There were lights on in the porch and in the yard, reflecting Nan Youheng's face clearly, Nan Song frowned slightly.

Damn, why did I meet him?It's really a narrow road.

She just had a big quarrel with the old-fashioned person inside, which consumed a lot of her energy, and now she doesn't want to quarrel at all.

After thinking for a second, Nan Song decided to go around and cut off all possibility of confronting Nan Youheng, a madman, from the source.

But unfortunately, there are people who can't understand the wink——

"Xiao Song?"

Nan Youheng who was going up the steps called out to stop her.

Nan Song felt extremely irritated by this person's ignorance, so he simply pretended that he didn't hear anything and continued walking his own way.

"Xiao Song!"

"Xiao Song!"

Seeing that she ignored him, Nan Youheng trotted forward a few steps and grabbed Nan Song's hand, but she threw it away.

"What?"

Looking at Nan Song's ugly face, Nan Youheng was stunned for a second, and then showed a greasy smile.

"What's the matter? Are you unhappy when you just got home?"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Nan Zhenghua sitting on the sofa through the window. His face was also quite ugly, and he understood a little in an instant.

"Did you quarrel with Dad?" Nan Youheng asked tentatively.

Nan Song glanced over coldly: "What's none of your business?"

Nan Youheng first smiled, then turned his face back to his usual annoying expression.

"It's really not big brother, I said you, you are married now, and you usually don't have much time to go back to Nan's house. It's hard to go home and quarrel with dad. Do you think you're a little bit nervous?" Unfilial?"

When he said the last two sentences, Nan Youheng even raised his voice on purpose, and it was obvious from a glance that he wanted to speak to Nan Zhenghua in the living room on purpose.

And the anger in Nan Song's heart that was originally suppressed also burst up instantly after Nan Youheng said this sentence.

This idiot, it seems that it is impossible not to criticize him.

Nan Song turned his body sideways and looked at Nan Youheng.

"So you are filial? You never quarrel with him, why? Because you dare not, why not? Because you have no ability."

"A man in his 30s has already become a man with a wife and children to support, and he has to rely on his own father to live. I, Nan Song, may indeed be unfilial, but you, Nan Youheng, are shameless. You have to admit this, right?"

Nan Youheng was poked at the sore spot, and his face changed instantly: "You are talking nonsense!"

Nan Song looked at him with sympathy in his tone.

"Tsk tsk, since I was a child, I have always been arguing that I want to do something big when I grow up, but that's what you did? The first thing you want to do is to not be narrow-minded. Look at you, I just said casually Are you in a hurry after just one sentence? Are you the kind of heart and psychological quality that a person who does great things should have?"

(End of this chapter)