Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 30 Master, this is master

"Have someone clean it up, and then do a simple arrangement."

"Okay Mr. Shen, but I'm curious about a question, do you want to live in by yourself?"

The movements of Shen Du's hands didn't stop, and his gestures were full of elegance: "Look at my mood, if I'm in a good mood, it's okay to go and be neighbors with Lu Huaichuan."

Chen Mingyu: "."

Master, this is master.

"Mr. Shen, there is one more thing to report to you. Feng Jiliang personally called and said that he would like to arrange a time to entertain you, your wife and his wife's younger brother, and that he wanted to bring Young Master Feng to apologize to them both personally. .”

Shen Du didn't even lift his eyelids, and his voice was indifferent.

"Tell Mr. Feng, no need, remember to send the termination contract to his assistant."

"Yes."

After speaking, Chen Mingyu left the office.

A call came in from the mobile phone on the desk, and Shen Du picked it up.

"Hey, Mom."

There was a hint of doubt and anxiety in Ye Lan's voice on the other end of the phone: "Shen Du, what's with the messy news on the Internet? Are you and Xiao Song okay?"

Shen Du frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Look on Weibo yourself. I, a person who doesn't surf the Internet very much, know that even if I'm busy at work, home is always the warmest haven. Can you take the time to care about your own wife? Don't rely on Xiao Song If you have a good personality, you always ignore other people's feelings."

Shen Du's tone was calm: "Mom, do you have any misunderstanding about the three words "good character?"

"Dududu-"

Ye Lan hung up the phone directly.

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Shen Du clicked on Weibo, and there were two popular search terms, one of which was popular and the other was popular, and the titles looked very unfriendly——

#Yunyi Group president couple suspected marriage change#
#Yunyi Group CEO Wife Nansong Lu Huaichuan#
Shen Du didn't have the slightest interest in the first entry, so he clicked directly into the second entry.

In the photo, a Porsche Taycan was driving out of the main gate of Fenglin Lvdu Community. He recognized that it was Nansong's car.

When the second photo was taken, the camera zoomed in, and the face of the woman sitting in the driver's seat was clearly captured.

Shen Du clicked on the comment section of this hot search, and looked down all the way.

[Coke can spit bubbles: Anyway, she is also the wife of the dignified president, this style is too bad, tsk tsk. 】

[Shan Shan Er Chuan: I'm not the only one who thinks that Miss Nan really likes to flirt and she's not very good-looking, right?It's not good enough for my family, Chuanchuan. (smile.jpg)]

[There is a sweetheart in Huai Li: You are not the only one upstairs. Who doesn't know that this Miss Nan was so popular with our family two years ago. Since she is no longer in the circle, she should just stay here and come out again. What are you talking about? 】

[Yiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy: A pure passer-by, not only is he not worthy of Lu Huaichuan, but he is even less worthy of that big president, Shen Du. I really don't know why I like her. 】

Shen Du looked down all the way, with no expression on his face. In his opinion, these words belonged to the range of mentally retarded speech, and he didn't have the slightest interest in taking a second look.

But just as Shen Du was about to return to the main interface, a comment suddenly caught his attention.

[Rose and Lianbai: Everyone, don't make any conclusions so early, let the bullets fly for a while, and the fans of Lu Huaichuan's family should not be too excited and directly scold people. In my opinion, the key point of this matter lies in the Yunyi Group. Will the president issue a statement, will the truth be revealed if the marital affair is confirmed or the marriage rumors are broken? 】

Shen Du stared at this comment for a few seconds, then turned off his phone.
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At the same time, the Punan Holiday Villa under Yunyi Group is built along the water and next to the forest, with pleasant scenery.

The water surface of the red ginseng hot spring soup pool is steaming, Nan Song and Zhou Shuwei each occupy one side of the soup pool.

"Brains are all brains."

"The fan circles of some celebrities are really scary now."

"I really don't understand. Is that thing on their necks used to increase their height? How can there be such illogical and uneducated people?"

Before entering Tangchi, Zhou Shuwei took a look on Weibo, and those unsavory comments angered her to defend her sisters, so she couldn't help complaining a few times.

"Why, Lu Huaichuan's fans scolded me again?"

Nan Song's skin was originally fair, but now it was steamed by the hot spring water, and it became more fair and translucent.

She supported her forehead with her slender right arm by the pool, with a lazy face, and an indescribable charm and coldness in her posture.

"Yes." Zhou Shuwei replied angrily.

"Calm down, okay? Those fans who swear indiscriminately and indiscriminately have a completely different thinking from normal people, so just don't take it to heart."

Zhou Shuwei looked at Nan Song in surprise: "Song Song, when did you become so Buddhist?"

Nan Song's eyes were still half-closed, and his fingers were slowly rubbing his temples in circles, with a lazy tone.

"Aren't they cursing and cursing just a few repeated words? If I listen to all the keyboard warriors on the Internet, then I will die [-] times. Mentality, mentality is the most important thing."

Before entering the pool, Nan Song coiled his long hair high on the top of his head into a ball, and the fine hair on his sideburns was already wet by the water vapor, sticking to his cheeks.

Zhou Shuwei looked at Nan Song, and said with a slight movement of her lips: "Do you know what you look like now? You look like a Taoist priest who sees through the world."

Nan Song opened his eyes, and looked at the opposite person with a disgusted face: "The thing that matters in hot springs is a calm mind, and your blah blah has made my ears go numb."

Zhou Shuwei waved her hand: "No, no, I'm so excited, I'm almost out of breath, I have to get up."

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The temperature of the water in the soup pool was already high, and the red ginseng was extremely nourishing. When Zhou Shuwei was emotionally excited, the dry and hot anger rose up in her body, and her breathing was a little difficult.

Nan Song looked at Zhou Shuwei's face as red as a monkey's butt, and frowned slightly: "How old are you? Can you be more mature like me? I want to see what those keyboard warriors can say when I go out later. Here come the flowers."

A group of service staff guarding outside the curtain heard the sound of water rushing inside, got up quickly, passed the wooden tray with clean silk bathrobes in along the opening of the curtain, placed it properly, and then backed out.

Zhou Shuwei put on her bathrobe, stood by the pool and calmed down for a while, and finally recovered.

Ten minutes later, the two of them walked to the outer room together. The soup pool that Nan Song and Zhou Shuwei soaked in has a very artistic name, called "Yu Kui He".

When Zhou Shuwei walked to the door, she looked up and saw the three characters carved on the stone, her face became more expressive.

"Hey, who got this little name? It's also because his mother is emotional and cultured."

Nan Song was about to answer, when Zhou Shuwei added: "If it's the two of us, we can't take it out."

Nan Song looked at her calmly: "Sisters, I took this."

(End of this chapter)