Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 290 It turns out that she has a lot of backbone, but her backbone is not worth mentioning in front of Shen Gou's RMB

Nan Song: "You, a big man, straighten up your skirt, just, is it so easy?"

How embarrassing for her to be a woman?
Just about to stand up straight, I heard Shen Du say: "Wait, the back is also stuck."

Nan Song didn't move when he heard the words, and the next second, he heard a "stab".

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Nan Song already had a very bad premonition in his heart, but he resisted not asking.

No, definitely not, this dog man was clearly so skillful in arranging his skirt just now, this must not be the sound of her skirt breaking.

Shen Du looked at the fluffy white cloth in his hand, and slowly handed it to Nan Song.

"It seems to be broken."

Nan Song also looked down at the piece of fabric in his hand, and said lightly: "Be more confident, remove it."

The air in the entire small courtyard was quiet for two seconds, and then Nan Song's frenzied roar sounded——

".Shen Du! You bastard! This is my favorite white dress! I'll kill you!"

Fortunately, she praised him in her heart just now!But the time of front and rear feet!This dog man must have done it on purpose!
Nan Song was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

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Seeing that the woman in front of him was about to rush towards him with bared teeth and claws, Shen Du reflexively took a step back.

In Nan Song's expectation, there was no Shen Du who would dodge this link very quickly. In just a split second, she fell down because she lost her center of gravity.

"Ah!" Nan Song let out an exclamation.

Shen Du stretched out his hand to stop her falling body.

Looking down at the person in his arms, Shen Du asked in a humble tone: "I tore your skirt, and now I've saved you, or should I just cancel it?"

Nan Song turned his head to look at Shen Du, and after thinking for a moment, he showed a sweet smile: "Okay, then let me go first."

Shen Du followed suit and smiled sweetly at her.

"You think I'm stupid, if you let go of you now, you will definitely hit me, do you think I can't think of this level?"

Nan Song: "."

Knowing that he still asked, this dog man is really a dog.

Thus, Nan Song was finally dragged into the living room by Shen Du in an imprisoned posture.

After sitting down on the sofa, the first thing she did was to check her skirt. The slit was so big that she couldn't wear it anymore.

Qi and blood suddenly surged up, and his head was a little dizzy. Nan Song lay on the sofa and closed his eyes with a look of lovelessness.

Shen Du who was sitting opposite looked at her, poured water for himself leisurely and said, "Isn't it just a skirt? There are so many skirts in your closet, why are you so heartbroken?"

Nan Song slowly opened his eyes, and his red lips moved: "Do you know what is favorite? Most."

"Understand."

Shen Du paused, and said again: "But I don't think this is an unsolvable problem."

Nan Song frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

The man sitting opposite took a sip from the water glass, his movements were quite elegant.

"Although I didn't intentionally damage your skirt, I'm more or less responsible, so I can compensate you."

After hearing this, Nan Song sneered: "Hehe, come with me? I don't want anything, I just want my skirt."

"I'll buy you a new one. If one is not enough, I'll buy many more, and buy back every color." Boss Shen has a lot of money.

Nan Song showed an awkward but polite smile, and said five words lightly: "Sorry, limited edition."

The arrogance in the tone has been fully reflected.

"Oh, that's it." Shen Du nodded thoughtfully.

"It seems that it can only be replaced by something else."

When Nan Song heard it, the first reaction in his heart was: I don't want to.

Facts have proved that she is indeed very backbone -

"I don't want anything else, I'm not the kind of woman who is willing to make do."

"A diamond."

Nan is very backbone Song: "Who do you look down on? Do you think I will be rare for a diamond?"

"Ten more Birkins."

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Shen Du was sitting on the single sofa, with both hands resting casually on the armrests on both sides, assuming the attitude of a well-thought-out boss.

Looking at Nan Song's subtle expression.

"Not enough? How about another island?"

".Ah this."

"Not satisfied yet? Two?"

"Enough, enough, enough!" Nan Song finally stopped.

Facts have proved that she has a lot of backbone, but her backbone is not worth mentioning in front of Shen Gou's RMB.

Nan Song's inner OS: Damn, I don't know whether to feel happy or sad.

The happy thing is that she is about to have more wealth, but the sad thing is that she seems to lose her dignity for the nth time in front of wealth.

The indoor temperature was not as cool as outside. After sitting for a while, Nan Song felt a slight heat on his back, so he took off his windbreaker jacket.

It must be because the room temperature is too high that she feels hot, eh.

It's definitely not because of the list of compensation that Shen Du promised her just now.

While Nan Song was walking his own mental journey silently, Shen Du's eyes fell on her face, and he never left her during the whole process.

When he raised his eyes, he found that the person on the opposite side was looking at him, Nan Song was taken aback: "What are you looking at me for?"

The corners of Shen Du's lips curled up, and he let out a light snort.

"At first, I thought you would suffer a disadvantage in the Nan family, but when I saw you hate Nan Youheng, I realized that I was thinking too much."

Nan Song grasped the key point of his sentence in a second.

"So... what time did you get there tonight?"

Shen Du straightened his shirt cuff buttons with downcast eyes and replied: "It's about the same time as Nan Youheng got there, front and back."

"Then why didn't you come here then?"

"Because I want to watch a play." Shen Du replied honestly.

Feeling his arrogant tone, Nan Song was speechless: "Mr. Shen, are you still so magnanimous to eavesdrop on the wall???"

Shen Du looked at her: "You can also understand that I don't want to disturb you out of politeness."

After all, Nan Song couldn't hold back the urge of yin and yang: "...you really talk about yourself so noble."

"so so."

Nan Song rolled his eyes at him, then thought of something, and asked, "Then, have you heard what Nan Youheng said?"

"En." Shen Du nodded.

The air in the living room instantly became quiet, and no one spoke for a long time.

In the end, Shen Du broke the silence first: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's okay, just ask, just ask." Nan Song sniffed.

Staring at her for a while, Shen Du asked again: "Did you quarrel with your father?"

"Yeah." Nan Song nodded.

"why?"

Nan Song thought of the reason for the quarrel between herself and Nan Zhenghua, and felt that it was difficult to explain clearly in a few words, and the most important thing was that she didn't want to tell Shen Du the real reason.

So he casually said, "It's a long story."

"Then make a long story short."

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