Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 658 "Then tell me and the baby a story and put us to sleep." "Okay."

"Okay, you explain."

Nan Song's tone was generous, as if "you said this yourself and I didn't force you".

Shen Du on the other end of the video was silent for a second, then spoke.

"I'm in London now, and I've met with the partners here these days. My partner's assistant, his wife is seven months pregnant, and she accidentally fell down when she went out two days ago."

Nan Song was startled when he heard this, and already had a faint premonition.

seven months.
"Then the baby in her womb."

"I didn't keep it."

I don't know if it was because she was pregnant and became a mother. At this moment, Nan Song suddenly felt empathy with that mother, and felt her heart was throbbing and hurting.

In fact, it seems to have been like this for a while, seeing any news about pregnant women and babies, or something.

Nan Song found that his emotional reactions were much greater now than before.

There used to be sympathy and pity, but now it's more heartache.

Seeing her frowning, Shen Du hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Nan Song was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "It's okay."

A trace of distress flashed in Shen Du's eyes: "I shouldn't have told you these things."

"It's okay, I know why you sent me those messages."

Shen Du looked into Nan Song's eyes, moved his fingertips, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch her face, but realized that it was in the video now, where could he touch it?
So I laughed at myself in my heart.

"I called you several times and you didn't answer. I was worried, so I called Feili's mansion again. Aunt Su said you were out, and I became more and more nervous."

"I left you at home alone when I went abroad. I was already very worried. I learned that you have been going out to have dinner with them all the time, and I remembered the matter of the wife of the assistant of the partner. For a while, my concern became chaotic. Talk a little fiercely."

After the reason was clearly explained, Nan Song's heart was brightened.

"Next time, please tell me directly. If you don't tell me, how do I know that you are worried that I will become like this? I can't read minds."

"I'm afraid that what I say will affect your mood, and I'm afraid that you will think wildly. If I'm not by your side, I'm afraid of everything."

When Shen Du said this, his tone was quite sincere, as if he was cutting out his heart for others to see.

Nan Song was moved instantly, stared at him for a few seconds, and three words came out: "Coward."

Shen Du didn't speak at first, but after being stunned for two seconds, he seemed to be talking to himself.

"Indeed, I'm getting less and less courageous now, and I'm starting to be afraid of many things."

"for example?"

"For example, the most fearful thing is that your health will go wrong."

Nan Song's heart moved, and he simply moved closer to the mobile phone screen, and manually shortened the distance between the two.

Her eyes sparkled, her water-red lips with lip balm sparkled, her eyelashes flickered, and Shen Du felt a beauty attack.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of myself when you're not around. I'll be healthy and delicious."

After hearing this, Shen Du snorted coldly: "You really eat delicious food. You haven't eaten less hot pot and barbecue these days, right?"

Nan Song: "."

dog man.

Sure enough, the warmth is only three seconds, and she should have gotten used to it long ago.

Seeing her puffy look, Shen Du thought she was extremely cute.

"I will go back soon, and it is estimated that it will not exceed three days at most."

Nan Song: "Huh? Didn't you say that you can only return to China one or two days before the Spring Festival?"

Shen Du picked up the cup at hand and took a sip of water, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Well, it was originally planned like this, but the efficiency here is high, the progress has been accelerated, and the time to return to China can be brought forward."

Before Nan Song had time to be happy, he heard Shen Du's voice again——

"Most importantly, I miss you and my baby."

Nan Song's heart choked for a moment, but he still said what he had been wanting to say tonight.

"I miss you too."

"Hey, I'll go back in three days and bring you a gift."

"you said."

"I said."

"it is good."

Nan Song felt tired after sitting for a long time, so he simply lay down holding the phone.

"are you sleepy?"

"Well, a little bit." Nan Song's voice was a little lazy.

"Go to bed then."

"Are you busy now?"

"Not busy, the morning work has been dealt with."

"Then you tell me and the baby stories, put me and the baby to sleep, the little guy is very active now, dancing in my belly."

Nan Song's tone carried a strong hint of coquettishness, and his frowns and smiles were very agile.

Shen Du hooked the corners of his lips, his smile was doting and gentle.

"it is good."

In the silent night, Nan Song slowly closed his eyes amidst Shen Du's gentle and slow voice.

Halfway through the story, Shen Du found that she was asleep. After Nan Song lay down at that moment, he cleverly put the mobile phone on the support of the small table beside the bed.

Dare to be prepared to fall asleep after listening to it long ago, Shen Du chuckled lightly.

The angle of the phone camera was just facing her, and Shen Du stared at Nan Song's sleeping face for a while.

After a long time, two gentle syllables overflowed from his lips: "Good night."

Then the video was hung up.
-
February No.15, at ten past eight in the evening, Shen Du walked out of Yuncheng International Airport.

The sky just fell snow, the snow is not small, the whole world is a vast expanse of whiteness.

Fang Cheng had been waiting on the side of the road outside the airport for a long time, when he saw Shen Du in a black suit coat coming from a distance, he opened the car door with a respectful attitude.

"boss."

Shen Du nodded slightly.

While he was getting into the car, Fang Cheng put his suitcase into the trunk.

The car started and slowly drove towards Feili Mansion.

There are still three days until the Spring Festival, and there is already a strong New Year atmosphere on the street.

The street trees on both sides of the road are covered with small red lanterns. It gets dark early in winter and the whole city is already brightly lit.

There are pedestrians everywhere on the road, and everyone's face is filled with joyful smiles that are about to welcome the new year.

It was snowing heavily in Yuncheng today, but there were snowplows and workers sweeping the main road at any time, so there was no snow.

But now it was the evening rush hour, and the ground was wet and slippery. For safety reasons, Fang Cheng still drove very slowly.

Shen Du, who was sitting in the back seat, stared at the electronic screen for a while to read the news, and when he looked up, he realized that he had just passed by the Joy City Shopping Center.

He frowned slightly: "Why are you driving so slowly? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fang Cheng choked for a moment, and quickly explained: "No, the ground is a bit slippery."

Shen Du glanced out the car window, moved his lips, but didn't say anything.

The congested traffic ahead finally evacuated a little, and Fang Cheng speeded up a little in time.

He glanced at the people in the back row from the mirror, and asked with a smile, "Boss, are you missing your wife?"

"Well, I thought about it."

(End of this chapter)