Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 32 It's okay to scold Shen Du!Scold me, no!
Nan Song looked at Meng Xining and could see through what this little hot chicken was thinking at a glance. She sneered and didn't intend to give her a chance to continue talking.

Nan Song raised her chin slightly, and easily switched to a gentle and harmless expression. She took the wine glass handed over by the waiter.

"Tsk speaking, I suddenly remembered something. I went to Milan to watch a show some time ago, and I ran into Zou Qin at the show, and we had a chat."

When Nan Song said this, he paused on purpose, glanced at Meng Xining's dazed expression, and smiled with satisfaction.

"The red tourmaline cocktail ring she was wearing at the time was pretty good, it was the Maya Gemstones cut with Mayan triangles, but how do I remember, it was bought at a high price at the auction before, saying it was for What about the birthday present for Mrs. Xu?"

Meng Xining's expression changed on the spot.

In order to show his true feelings, Nan Song even frowned when he asked the last sentence, and his small eyes were full of doubts.

Shen Du, who was holding her arm by her paw, turned his head and glanced at her, and sighed silently in his heart: She is so good at acting.

Nan Song remembered very clearly that Meng Xining was finally helped out of the villa by several other people that day, stepping on small high-heeled footsteps, it was a bit pretentious.

There is a saying that makes sense - hit a snake and hit seven inches.

And Meng Xining's Qicun is Xu Wei's model ex-girlfriend, Zou Qin.

It's perfectly normal for Xu Wei, a playboy like Xu Wei who usually plays games and doesn't pay attention when he gets married, to maintain inexplicable relationships with different women outside, not to mention that Zou Qin is his ex-girlfriend.

Men, there is a part that always likes to make some kind of white moonlight cinnabar mole.

In the world of adults, it's no surprise.

Recalling the arrogance of Meng Xining doing things in front of her at that time, Nan Song only felt very happy.

It was actually several months ago that she went to Milan to watch the show, but she was not a person who likes to care about other people's affairs, so she quickly forgot about the ring Zou Qin was wearing. up.

But Meng Xining's deliberate provocation successfully made her recall all the details of that day.

After that incident, Meng Xining and Nan Song had finally formed a relationship. Meng Xining, who had been frustrated, was unwilling to reconcile, and arranged a lot of things about Nan Song in front of other people. They were all messy statements. .

But for this point, Nan Song just turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, and didn't bother to care about it.

There is a pavilion built next to the soup pool, which is located on a piece of red and pink hawthorn. The red and white lotus flowers in the pool are slightly convergent, and the shepherd's lotus is full of fragrance. There are reclining chairs specially for people to rest in the pavilion.

Nan Song and Zhou Shuwei walked towards the gazebo in bathrobes, and a waiter next to them brought their mobile phones over.

Nan Song took the phone with one hand, brushed his long hair with the other hand, and lay down lazily on the chair.

"Now let my old lady see what kind of tricks those keyboard warriors can come up with."

When Zhou Shuwei heard it, she quickly reached out and pressed Nan Song's cell phone: "Wait, don't be restless, are you sure you really want to watch it?"

"I'm sure, what's wrong?" Nan Song frowned slightly.

Zhou Shuwei showed an awkward yet polite smile, and asked tentatively, "Why don't you watch it?"

"Why? Are you afraid that I will scold someone after reading it?"

"Correct."

"Nonsense, how could I do such an indecent thing? My mentality has been adjusted very well now. It can be said that I am invulnerable. It's just the speeches of a few keyboard warriors, and it can still make me angry?"

After saying this, Nan Song unceremoniously slapped Zhou Shuwei's paw away.

Seeing that Zhou Shuwei could no longer stop her, she had no choice but to give up.

Nan Song calmly entered the comment area about her hot search on Weibo, and ten seconds later——

"These idiots! They actually say I'm not good-looking???"

"And this, what are you saying that I'm not good enough for Shen Du??? I really went to his grandma's house!"

"Oh!"

The mobile phone was slammed onto the small table with drinks in front of him.

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Zhou Shuwei looked at Nan Song lovingly: "I told you not to watch it, you must listen."

"How did I know that this group of idiots are so blind? They even said that I am not good enough for Shen Du! Obviously he is not good enough for me, okay? In a word, no matter who it is, you can scold Shen Gou, but you can't scold me. !"

Nan Song's reaction was within Zhou Shuwei's expectation.

Looking at the thousands of keyboard warriors on Weibo, no matter what she said, she would not have such a big reaction, but if she said that she was not worthy of Shen Du, that would not work, she would dig his ancestral grave.

Zhou Shuwei handed Nan Song a glass of drink: "Drink some, calm down."

Nan Song took it and took a big gulp, almost choking.

"No, no, please get up and take a few steps with me. I'm lying here feeling the fire in my stomach, which makes me uncomfortable. Hurry up, get up!"

Zhou Shuwei was pulled up by Nan Song's claws.

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The scenery in the hot spring area is superb, with towering green trees and an ancient charm. Zhou Shuwei walked with Nan Song for a while, and the latter finally calmed down a bit.

"Let me tell you, I can almost imagine how complacent Shen Du would be if he saw the sentence saying that I'm not good enough for him."

Zhou Shuwei answered with a high EQ: "Your Shen Du is so busy, maybe you haven't even seen this trending search, so don't think about it."

Nan Song sneered: "It's best if you don't see it."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Shuwei raised her hand and patted Nan Song's arm: "Hey, look there, is that Mrs. Xu's family?"

Nan Song looked in the direction indicated by Zhou Shuwei.

Tsk, the person who only appeared in her memory a few minutes ago has now bumped into each other face to face. Fate is really wonderful.

Accompanied by Meng Xining, there were several familiar faces who had met at the reception before.

Nan Song raised his chin slightly, and faintly said a word: "Let's go."

Meng Xining was wearing a waist-tight dress, with bangs fluttering in the wind, looking extremely pure.

The closer they got, the more clearly they could hear the voices of several people. Meng Xining deliberately picked up a tone of recitation, and recited the few lines of poems carved on the giant stone tablet——

"As chanted in Hanquan's poems, this alone boils like steam. There is no winter and summer in one breath, and the suns flourish spontaneously. People travel without fire, and when insects come out, they freeze into ice. I even recall that at the foot of Lishan Mountain, it is full of snow."

After Meng Xining finished reading, he sighed: "Mr. Shen is worthy of being a dragon and phoenix among people. Not only does he manage his business so well, but he is also so educated. He even wrote a poem for the hot spring pool he built. It's really well written. !"

When Nan Song heard this, he looked at Meng Xining with a complex meaning in his eyes.

Zhou Shuwei noticed it and asked her, "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)