Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 344 So, how do you say that word?Oh yes, evil force feedback.

Nan Song looked at Zheng Yutong as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped person: "Not tired? Why are you running to the lounge if you are not tired?"

Tao Siran put his hands on his cheeks and made a lovely gesture: "Yes, whether you are tired or not, you know best in your heart!"

The two of them split each other with each other, and Zheng Yutong couldn't get in their mouths at all.

During the whole process, Xu Wentian, Zheng Yutong's second-generation rich husband, stood beside him without saying a word, quietly watching the scene of the three women.

Zheng Yutong was short of breath for a moment, turned his head and looked at Xu Wentian angrily: "Are you dumb? Say something!"

Xu Wentian is slightly fat, and after getting off the bus at the school gate, he walked all the way with Zheng Yutong. He was so hot that he had just blown the cool air from the air conditioner in the lounge for a while, when he was called again, with a look of impatience on his face. The color becomes more and more obvious.

"What do I have to say? It's not that I want to overwhelm others."

Xu Wentian mumbled such a sentence without thinking, and Zheng Yutong's expression changed instantly.

Looking at the two, Tao Siran buried his face in his arms and tried hard to hold back his laughter. Nan Song turned his head and glanced at her, afraid that she would make something wrong with him.

Although Zheng Yutong's face is very ugly at the moment, Nan Song knows that the anger in her heart has not yet been exhausted, so she will not let this little bitch go easily.

The day they met in the restaurant last year, Zheng Yutong put on a shy face in front of her, she still remembers it vividly.

In life, she Nansong doesn't have to suffer at all, but she will never suffer what she shouldn't suffer.

She has an obsession with Zheng Yutong's place in her lifetime to get back the place she was in that day, but this obsession is not so deep that she has to do it regardless of the occasion or timing. After all, people like Zheng Yutong are not worth it. She goes to great lengths to actively waste energy.

So while sleeping in bed last night, Nan Song figured it out, if today's school celebration doesn't happen with Zheng Yutong, then it will be over for the time being.

But if it happened and the other party took the initiative to provoke her, she would definitely clean up this little bitch so that she would never dare to jump in front of her again.

As it turns out, that statement does have some truth to it—when you want to do something, the whole world will help you.

Zheng Yutong bumped himself into the muzzle of the gun today, just looking for death.

Nan Song's eyes fell on Xu Wentian's chubby face, and then at Zheng Yutong.

"Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered something. Do you remember last February? When we met in the restaurant, didn't you say that your husband always treated you like a wife whether he was at home or away from home? Is Yan afraid that you are scared to death?"

"Then I thought your husband's temper should be pretty good, but just now I heard him talking to you. Why does he seem to be fierce and not afraid of you at all?"

When Nan Song said these words, he maintained a natural (green) and true (tea) tone throughout the whole process, as if it was pure curiosity and no yin and yang.

Xu Wentian was swiping his phone beside them, and he didn't pay attention to them at first, but now when he heard what Nan Song said, he turned his head to look at Zheng Yutong.

"The horse's head is right? I'm afraid you're scared to death? Did you say that? Your original words?"

In fact, Zheng Yutong's complexion had already changed when Nan Song was halfway through his words. She originally wanted to give Nan Song a wink to tell her not to continue talking.

But I felt that it would be too embarrassing to do so, so I carried it for life.

But obviously, her husband Xu Wentian couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ask you? Did you say this?" Xu Wentian's tone was blunt and full of questioning.

In fact, someone like Xu Wentian doesn't have his own personal property under his name and only relies on his family to keep a rich second-generation rice bug who gnaws at the old, which is not bad in essence.

But people like them have one thing in common: good face.

People before and after, a wife has to give her enough face to be happy, but it is obvious that Zheng Yutong doesn't understand this truth, and she has touched Xu Wentian's rebellion.

The situation has already come to him, and it is not a solution not to accept the move.

Originally, she wanted to say a few nice words to Xu Wentian in a soft voice so that he would not get angry here, but there were two deadly enemies watching over there, and she couldn't do such a thing, so Zheng Yutong finally chose to be tough.

During the confrontation between the two, some people came in one after another in the lounge, some familiar and some familiar.

Everyone came in because they wanted to rest and wait for the official start of the school celebration ceremony, but as soon as they came in, they found someone arguing, so they all became interested and sat aside to watch.

Zheng Yutong bit the bullet and said, "What's wrong with me? Isn't that the case?"

Xu Wentian felt that he was about to be laughed at: "When the hell have I ever been afraid of you? Aren't we the opposite?"

As soon as his words came out, Zheng Yutong wanted to immediately step forward and cover his mouth to block his next words.

However, the skirt she was wearing was particularly inconvenient. When she raised her leg, she almost tripped over the wide and fluffy skirt.

Xu Wentian continued talking.

"Which time didn't you want something and kindly begged me to buy it for you? Why did I follow your horse's head? You can say Zheng Yutong's words?"

"Being able to marry into our family is a blessing you cultivated in your previous life. It's your honor, understand? I'm afraid of you. When have I been afraid of you? You can't be honest when you are outside, but you are very cowardly at home. How about? Are you interested?"

Zheng Yutong's family is indeed rich, but it is far less rich than Xu Wentian's family, and since both of them are married, the Zheng family has no reason to pay for this daughter, and she doesn't have a job of her own, so everything can only rely on Husband's house.

After Xu Wentian finished speaking, Zheng Yutong's heavily made-up face turned red and white, white and red again.

Nan Song turned his head and looked at Tao Siran, both of them saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

Wow, is there such a large amount of information?
She originally thought that Zheng Yutong just made up Xu Wentian's character, but she didn't expect that what this woman said back then, "He is very kind to me, he can buy me whatever I want" was also a lie?
Everyone has vanity, and it's understandable.

But what Nan Song didn't expect was that Zheng Yutong had become so vain after not seeing him for a few years, and it's okay for you to be vain, can't you keep a low profile quietly?

Before, he insisted on dragging a big face to show off in front of her, but what he was showing off was something he had fabricated.

Well, not only did Xu Wentian find Zheng Yutong boring, but she also felt that this woman was really boring.

So, how do you describe the word commonly used by fans in the fan circle?

Oh yes, evil force feedback.

(End of this chapter)