Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 664 "Are you calling some goblin outside?"

Three seconds later, Shen Zeyun finally realized something was wrong——

".You are my father!"

With the sudden effect of the show, Shen Du wanted to burst out laughing, but he didn't dare.

And it doesn't seem appropriate for such a serious occasion.

At the same time, on the other end of the phone, Ye Lan looked at Shen Zeyun in shock, her well-maintained and beautifully made-up face was slightly distorted.

What kind of shameful thing is her husband? ? ?

But since Shen Zeyun is speaking for her, she won't dislike him for the time being, Ye Lan thought.

"Okay Dad, I see."

Shen Du held the phone and didn't dare to say another word.

Although he has experienced mixed double scolding countless times since he was a child, he has long been used to it.

But as expected, according to the law of development of things, mixed double scolding will generally develop into mixed doubles.

He didn't want to be beaten for the New Year's Eve.

Ominous.

What's more, he is already 30 years old, whether it is auspicious or not is secondary, the most important thing is to lose face. (Smile)

"Well, I know you are my father, I never doubted that."

Shen Du's words were explaining seriously, but in Shen Zeyun's view, this silly son was just laughing at himself.

"Shen Du, you dare to laugh at your father again!?"

Shen Du: "."

What did he do?He didn't do anything?Why were you threatened all of a sudden?
So aggrieved.

".Dad, I didn't laugh at you."

Now that Shen Zeyun was concerned, he was confused, and couldn't listen to Shen Du's explanation at all.

"Okay, shut your stinking mouth, and I'll make gestures with you when I get home later."

After saying this, he hung up the phone.

"."

Listening to the busy tone from the handset, Shen Du frowned slightly.

No way?He shouldn't be beaten when it's New Year's Eve, right?

Just as he was thinking about this question, he suddenly heard the sound of something falling to the ground from inside the room.

Shen Du felt nervous, and quickly pushed open the glass door.

Half of Nan Song's body was hanging beside the bed, with one hand propped on the floor.

Hearing the sound of Shen Du pushing the door, she looked up and began to ask for help: "Husband, help me, I can't get up."

In fact, this scene just looked dangerous, nothing at all.

But in Shen Du's view, he only received a concise message in his mind——

Nam Song fell down.

He stepped forward one by one, and quickly hugged him up, his movements were steady and ruthless.

"Why did you suddenly fall? I just need to make a phone call."

Shen Du frowned and looked at her, his eyes were full of worry.

Nan Song froze for a moment and looked at him.

"I didn't fall, I just lay on the bed and reached for my phone. The phone was too far away, and I was too lazy to get up, so I moved step by step, but the hand that was supporting the bed suddenly slipped. , and I fell."

Shen Du lowered his head and glanced at the mobile phone and tissue that fell on the ground.

"Isn't that called falling?"

Nan Song stared at him and blinked: "I didn't fall to the ground, am I hanging in the air?"

Shen Du looked at his silly wife, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

"Isn't it dangerous?"

After speaking, I felt that she was really careless and should be criticized, so she continued to talk.

"Just let me help you with whatever you want, don't you know to call me? You are purely lucky this time, have you ever thought about what to do if you really fall? Your current month is originally It's more dangerous."

Nan Song looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "I called you, and I called you several times, but you didn't hear me, and you ignored me."

Shen Du: "."

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

".Did you call me?"

Nan Song showed an awkward but polite smile: "I called."

Shen Du's lips moved, but he hesitated to speak.

"alright."

At that time, he was on the balcony outside the bedroom, and the glass door was closed again, so he really didn't hear it.

Nan Song was half-lying and half-sitting on the bed, with a pillow behind her waist, her hands were crossed and her chest was crossed, and there was a hint of danger in her eyes that wanted to see through people's hearts.

"So who was Mr. Shen talking on the phone just now? I called you several times and you didn't hear me. Was it with some little fairy outside?"

Nan Song narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone and wording were a bit sharp.

Shen Du: "."

He looked at her without speaking.

Seeing that he was silent, Nan Song was addicted to drama for a while, so he made more bold guesses.

"Stop talking, stop talking! That's the default! Well, you, sure enough, there are other goblins out there! You have no conscience, and I'm still pregnant, so aren't you afraid of your conscience being condemned! "

Shen Du remained expressionless, quietly watching her perform.

"If my dad is a so-called goblin, that's fine."

"."

Nan Song: "What?"

"I was on the phone with my parents just now."

"Oh"

The passion for acting was interrupted so suddenly, a slight embarrassment flashed across Nan Song's face.

But her psychological quality has always been good, and she adjusted immediately in just a few seconds.

"What did you talk to your parents about?"

When Shen Du recalled the topic of taking wedding photos back then, his little heart trembled.

There is no doubt that this truth must not be told now, otherwise his life will be lost.

So my thoughts changed, and I lied casually: "Oh, I didn't say anything, I just chatted briefly about what activities will be arranged for this year's reunion year."

Nan Song felt a little strange: "Group year activities? Didn't parents and elder sisters arrange these together in the past? How did you start discussing with you this year?"

"I don't know, I'm also wondering." Shen Du's face remained unchanged.

But Nan Song just asked casually and didn't think much about it.

She got up from the bed and said while putting on her slippers: "Let's go, have breakfast, and then go back to the Shen family's old house."

Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Shen Du secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is good."

The two went downstairs together, Shen Du walked behind, thoughtful.

It seems that I have to find time later to send a wechat reminder to Shen Zhiyi and Shen Wanning, the two little girls, and don't let the wedding photo shoot slip by then.

It's best not to even bring up the subject.

Because of the Spring Festival, Aunt Su had gone back to her hometown a few days ago, so there was no one to cook at home.

Shen Du did the cooking himself, and quickly prepared two bowls of beef noodles with mushrooms and served them out, with yellow and fragrant fried eggs lying in the noodles.

After eating and drinking, Nan Song and Shen Du each started to pack their things and prepared to go back to the Shen family's old house.

The nature of this year's Spring Festival reunion is different from the previous ones. In the past, it was almost always people from Shen's family who gathered together.

But this year, two elders who lived far away but had a good relationship came to Yuncheng to celebrate the Spring Festival, so the scene was much more lively.

So Nan Song and Shen Du planned to stay in the old house for a few more days.

(End of this chapter)