Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 289 There was a warm touch from the waist, Nan Song felt it very clearly, it was Shen Du's palm

The smile on Nan Youheng's face froze instantly: "."

Thinking of the iron-blooded skills of the man in front of him, his heart trembled.

The Nan family's company is now in his hands, and it is necessary to be supported by the Shen family on weekdays. If this person really wants his company to go bankrupt, it's not a matter of twiddling his fingers.
Nan Youheng's thoughts stopped for a second, and he didn't dare to think further.

"I apologize, I apologize!"

When Nan Youheng said this, he gritted his teeth in his heart, but did not dare to offend in the slightest on his face.

Shen Du nodded slightly, with a lazy tone: "Well, let's start then."

It was only then that Nan Song realized that he had crossed his hands and crossed his chest just now, but he didn't know when his hands were taken down and held by the man next to him.

Nan Youheng gritted his teeth, turned to face Nan Song, and spit out five words: "I apologize to you."

Before Nan Song could speak, Shen Du spoke first.

"It seems that Mr. Nan is not only lacking in social etiquette, but also failed to learn Chinese well in elementary school."

Nan Youheng cried with a face that was neither crying nor laughing. He bit the bullet and asked humbly: "What does Mr. Shen mean?"

"There is a target for apologizing, and your sentence lacks a subject."

Shen Du pointed it out directly, Nan Song was listening but could hardly hold back his own laughter.

Nan Youheng was taken aback for a moment, the unhappiness accumulated in his heart finally showed on his face.

"Mr. Shen, you asked me to apologize to her. I've already said it. Is that enough?"

Shen Du looked at Nan Youheng, the coldness in his eyes deepened, and the latter's eyes shrank for a moment.

This time, Shen Du didn't intend to give him any more face at all, and directly said: "Be prepared to collect the corpse for your company."

The tone of this sentence is cold and without any emotion.

After saying this, Shen Du put his arms around Nan Song's shoulders, and the two turned around and walked towards the parking spot.

Seeing that Shen Du was serious, Nan Youheng quickly chased after them and reached out to stop the two of them.

"I apologize I apologize!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Nan Song, bowed his head slightly and said, "Little sister, I apologize for what I said to you just now, I'm sorry."

"Just to remind you, don't call me that in the future, I feel sick."

After leaving this sentence, Nan Song and Shen Du turned around and left.

Both of them came here by car tonight, one in front and one behind, and left the villa area.

In the night, Nan Youheng looked at the two cars going away and clenched his fists tightly.

After entering the living room, Nan Zhenghua just came down from upstairs with a water glass in his hand. Seeing him, he asked, "Are you back?"

"Ah."

Nan Youheng had just suffered a defeat in front of Shen Du and Nan Song, so he didn't want to say anything more at the moment, so he just responded lightly.

Nan Zhenghua sat down on the sofa and looked at his face, and found that something was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Nan Youheng put the car keys in his hand on the coffee table, and lay down lazily on the back of the sofa.

"It's nothing, just when I came back, I ran into Xiao Song in the yard and said a few words."

"You just said a few words and you're like this? What happened?" Nan Zhenghua looked worried.

Nan Youheng gritted his molars, and simply told Nan Zhenghua about the quarrel with Nan Song in the yard just now and Shen Du's arrival later.

After Nan Zhenghua listened, he frowned slightly and asked, "Shen Du is here too?"

"Ah."

"He didn't say anything?"

Nan Youheng thought for a second, and concealed from Shen Du the fact that he asked him to apologize to Nan Song, otherwise the company would go bankrupt.

He knew that if this matter was mentioned, Nan Zhenghua would definitely scold him for being worthless.

Nan Youheng took a sip of water and looked at Nan Zhenghua: "Did she quarrel with you during her trip home today?"

Nan Zhenghua sat upright, and gave the answer in a silent manner.

"I think this Nan Song is becoming more and more presumptuous. It's fine if you don't respect my elder brother. You are my father, and she even quarreled with you. If she is really married, she will turn her elbows away."

"Okay, just say a few words."

Having quarreled with his daughter, Nan Zhenghua was already in a bad mood, but now he heard Nan Youheng nagging in his ear, he felt even more irritable.

"If you can win some courage and run the company well, and work hard to get through the channels that should be opened up, why should we whisper to his Shen family?"

When Nan Youheng was asked this question, a trace of shame flashed across his face, but then he said again: "Dad, even though I said so, don't forget that the reason why Xiao Song married the Shen family was to To bring benefits to our Nan family, don't you feel angry that she is turning her elbows outward now?"

"I'm angry, why am I not angry? I had a quarrel at night because of this." Nan Zhenghua picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Then he thought of something, and looked at his eldest son: "But even so, there is one thing I have to remind you, put away your arrogance and narrow-mindedness in front of Shen Du, What is his status and what is your status, you should know it in your heart? Anyway, this person must not be offended, you know?"

"I know, I know."

As Nan Youheng got up and went upstairs, he answered with a hint of impatience in his tone.

Nan Zhenghua turned his head to look at his back, and sighed heavily.
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It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when the car stopped at the gate of Feili Mansion.

May is the blooming season of hypericum, and the hypericum planted in the courtyard wall is a bit rough and messy, and it is blooming scribbled and smartly.

The branches are flexible, spread out in the night wind, and the color of the flowers is light and elegant. When Nan Song opened the car door and got out of the car, a branch was accidentally hung on the skirt, and small petals fell down in an instant.

Shen Du's car was parked next to her, and when they got out of the car, the two of them looked at each other.

Nan Song was stunned for a moment, then looked away in the next second, turned around and walked towards the small steps. After taking two steps, he found that there was a force pulling him.

Looking back, the white skirt was caught by a hypericum branch, and the fabric had slipped a little.

Nan Song's complexion changed instantly: "Damn! My skirt!"

This skirt was the white dress that caught her heart the most in her closet. After a painful exclamation, she subconsciously bent over and reached out to tidy it up, but because it was inconvenient to wear high heels and her center of gravity was unstable, she almost staggered and fell fall.

A hand from the side reached out in time to support her arm and waist.

There was a warm touch coming from the waist, Nan Song felt it very clearly, it was Shen Du's palm.

Inexplicably, her earlobes suddenly turned red.

However, Shen Du didn't seem to notice anything, he supported her with one hand, and freed her skirt with the other hand, his movements were done smoothly and smoothly.

(End of this chapter)