Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 92 Crossing people is crossing oneself, thanks to the word crossing in your name, don't you understand?
Nan Song repeated it in a good temper: "I said, you have been rumored to be a cuckold."

"Who put it on for me?"

Listening to these short five words, Nan Song couldn't react for a moment, and when she did, she immediately retorted.

".Do you understand what rumour-making is? No one gives you a cuckold at all. What kind of bullshit question are you asking? Are you doubting me?"

After a while, Shen Du's faint words came from the other end of the phone——

"Nan Song, you have a really bad temper."

"As long as you know."

What's wrong with bad temper?It is impossible to have a good temper with a dog man, not even in this life.

"I don't doubt you, I just think you have that potential."

Of course, Nan Song knew what he meant by his words, raised his right ring finger and gently stroked his mask in front of the mirror, with a haughty expression on his face.

"I warn you, don't deliberately stimulate me, otherwise if my potential is stimulated one day, it will not be a joke."

Shen Du sneered: "I lend you ten guts."

Nan Song snorted disapprovingly.

"I didn't call you to chat with you. For the hot search, you have to get it removed."

The black pen was twirling between his slender fingers, and Shen Du felt Nan Song's tone of a young lady, and leaned gently on the back of the chair.

"You seem to take it for granted. Why should I help you?"

Nan Song had long expected that he would say that, and his tone was unhurried.

"That's a mistake. The two of us are on the hot search together, which is equivalent to a grasshopper on a boat. How do you say that? To cross people is to cross oneself, thanks to the fact that there is a cross in your name." What about words, don’t you even understand such a simple truth?”

When Shen Du heard her talking about this nonsense, not only was there no wave in his heart, he even wanted to laugh.

"Nan Song, I'm a businessman. Let me do things for you for no reason. There is no such reason. You have to make me profitable."

When the 15 minutes were up, Nan Song raised his hand to remove the mask on his face, speaking calmly.

"You can put it down. You were the one who proposed to be the financial backer behind me, forgot? But now someone wants to mess with the person you support, and you are pretending to be blind? How can there be a financial sponsor like you? The basic awareness is still Is there something good to do?"

Nan Song spoke too fast, his mouth was bald, and his hometown dialect popped out.

Shen Du's tone was calm: "Yes, it is true that I said it myself, but if I remember correctly, what I said at the time was to return to your old business, and I will be the financial backer behind you." The Lord gave you resources, do you understand the meaning of the words “give you resources”? It’s not that I will help you deal with the mess for you when you have trouble.”

Nan Song almost laughed angrily at his words.

"Mr. Shen, your words are really funny."

"Who made you laugh? Be serious, okay?"

Nan Song: "Hey, you've pushed your nose on your face, haven't you?"

"Who is pushing your nose and face, don't you have any idea?"

"You you you! It's you! It's you!"

Nan Song was out of breath for a while, and repeated it several times in succession, but she found something was wrong just after she finished speaking. Why did the tone of her words just now sound like a young couple flirting? ? ?

Fuck it, stop now!disgusting!
illusion!It's all hallucinations!
Nan Song was frightened into a cold sweat, and almost dropped the phone directly.

Judging from the current situation, this phone call can't last. Nan Song suddenly felt that everything was a bit dull. She should have known that Shen Du, a dog, would not help her. The call was just for Just take a chance.

Sure enough, the dog man was still as cold-blooded and ruthless as ever.

Nan Song silently cursed a dirty word in his heart, then hung up the phone directly, not wanting to continue for a second.

Shen Du listened to a series of beeps coming from the phone, frowned slightly, glanced at the screen, and said two words lightly.

"Virtue."

In the bathroom, Nan Song was standing in front of the mirror while concentrating on the follow-up skin care while silently cursing Shen Du in his heart.

But the curse belongs to the curse, and the matter still has to be resolved after cursing, but how to solve it, in fact, Nan Song has no idea now.

Not long after she joined the group, this is her first film after her comeback, and the most important thing now is to make the movie "Rose Cheongsam" well, so these other messy things are definitely not suitable for her to do it herself. Come forward to solve it.

Not to mention wasting her mind and energy, there is also the risk of being deliberately used to make a fuss, which is not good for her reputation and image.

Let's wait and see if the situation will become more and more out of control, if not, that's the best, if so, since Shen Du refuses to use his way, then she can only use her own way.

Nan Song pulled out a paper towel to dry his hands, then threw the paper towel into the trash can neatly.
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Several subsequent scenes of "Rose Cheongsam" were filmed in Yuncheng. Yuncheng has a famous film and television base located in the western suburbs.

On the day Nan Song drove Shen Du's private jet back to Yuncheng, Chen Minghe reported it to Shen Du immediately. The man who was reading the document only gave a faint "hmm" at that time, and didn't say much.

Taking advantage of the rest time that night, Nan Song simply went back to the Feili Mansion, and the first thing he did when he entered the house was to go straight to the cloakroom of the master bedroom upstairs.

It is no exaggeration to say that Nan Song's cloakroom is larger than the entire master bedroom, and it is all used to store her clothes, bags, perfume and various rare and valuable collections.

She remembered clearly which necklace and which ring were placed in which row and grid. She checked them one by one and found that nothing was missing. Nan Song finally felt relieved.

On the way back, she was thinking, if that dog man Shen Du really dared to do something to her babies when she was not at home, she would definitely not spare his dog's life.

Nan Song closed the door of the cloakroom, and when he came out, he heard the sound of the door opening from downstairs.

She was slightly stunned, the dog man is back?

Nan Song stood there for a second, didn't care so much, and went straight into the bedroom.

There was the sound of footsteps going upstairs, and after a while, the bedroom door was pushed open. A man in a dark gray business suit stood at the door. Because of the backlight, Nan Song, who was half lying on the bed, couldn't see him clearly. expression.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, Nan Song continued to scan his mobile phone, and there was a faint embarrassment in the air.

Twenty minutes later, Shen Du came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and was wiping his hair with a towel in his hand. At this moment, a Wechat notification sounded on their mobile phones at the same time.

Nan Song sat at the head of the bed, Shen Du sat at the end of the bed, and they both clicked into WeChat.

(End of this chapter)