Mr. Shen, divorce is not allowed to regret

Ji Nanzhi sat on the swing in a daze, looking at his phone for a while, and looking outside for a while.

"Impulsive..." She rubbed her hair.

Now there is a word moving in her mind all the time.

What if we meet Shen Huaijing?She's really going crazy, it's completely different from what she expected.

Originally, she thought that divorce would have nothing to do with her, but grandma's old best friend is here, so how could it have nothing to do with it...

She thought about it, and sat up straight again. He must have been drunk that day, and he must have been talking drunk...

Early the next morning, Ji Nanzhi was sitting in Uncle Zhou's car, the divorced granddaughter-in-law, going to her ex-husband's house for the New Year...

What are these called? Ji Nanzhi felt his mind was confused.

But it happened that her ex-husband's grandma was her grandmother's old best friend, so she gave up struggling.

Suddenly it occurred to him, would he take Su He to the old house to celebrate the New Year?After so long, we should be together, right?
As soon as she thought of this, she regretted that she was still too impulsive.

Uncle Zhou watched Ji Nanzhi's series of expression changes in the rearview mirror, and smiled amiably, "Nanzhi, don't be nervous, Huaijing doesn't come back often."

When Uncle Zhou said this, he seemed to forget that he had just called Shen Huaijing yesterday.

She smiled at Uncle Zhou, "It's okay."

It's okay, it's more like she said it to herself.

Uncle Zhou smiled and didn't say anything else. He looked at the road ahead and drove the car.

Arrived at the gate of Shen's house.

The wrought iron gate slowly opened, Uncle Zhou drove the car inside, walked around half of the small garden and parked steadily in front of a combined western-style building.

She got out of the car, and Uncle Zhou helped her take out her luggage.

"I'll take it myself, Uncle Zhou, you do your work first." She said.

Uncle Zhou smiled and let go of the suitcase he was holding, "Okay, the old lady said, I'll let you live in the room opposite the master bedroom where you and Huai Jing lived before."

"Okay." Ji Nanzhi said.

Watching Uncle Zhou get into the car and drive the car to the parking lot.

Originally, Ji Nanzhi thought that he would not come to Shen's house again, but he didn't expect it to be so long.

She walked inside familiarly, and she didn't know whether the old lady had arranged it properly or not. She was not allowed to live in the master bedroom, but why was she allowed to live opposite the master bedroom?
Because the original master bedroom was originally Shen Huaijing's bedroom, but thinking that he probably won't come to the old house, it shouldn't matter.

"Nanzhi, you're here..." The old lady stood up from the European-style sofa wearing silver-rimmed glasses.

Ji Nanzhi looked at her, "Yeah, who made grandma want to see me so anxiously? Didn't I pack up and rush over here early in the morning." She said playfully, walked towards the old lady, hugged her her.

The old lady liked Ji Nanzhi coaxing her, she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she still looked like she just scolded someone.

"It's still Nanzhi who will make me happy. If I knew it earlier, I should have let you live in the old house." The old lady looked at Ji Nanzhi happily.

"That's impossible, you like me so much, you have to have a new grandson-in-law in the future, and you have to treat her well." She teased the old lady.

Ji Nanzhi has always talked with the old lady regardless of what can be said or not. Ji Nanzhi always makes fun of the old lady. The wife can laugh like a flower.

The old lady's partiality for Ji Nanzhi has existed since she was a child, and it has nothing to do with whether she is her granddaughter-in-law or not.

The old lady gave her a reproachful look, but she still didn't let go of her hand, "You are so generous, you have only been away for a long time, and you are urging your ex-husband to find a wife."

"That's not true. After all, my favor in the Shen family has nothing to do with your grandson." Ji Nan knew that his skin was three inches thick at the moment.

The old lady was not scolding, nor was she laughing, no, here comes someone who scolds.

"Yes, you are a granddaughter, and I am a picked-up grandson."

The man standing on the spacious spiral staircase looked at the scene below. He could clearly hear their conversation just now.

Ji Nanzhi heard the voice, turned around to look, and was stunned on the spot, why is Shen Huaijing here?

But it's strange for her to think so. This is his house and she is there, so why is it strange that he is there.

She looked at the old lady, her eyes were full, grandma, you said he was not here, how embarrassing...

The old lady patted her hand, "There are some of his things in the room you live in, and I'll ask him to clean it up."

Ji Nanzhi smiled and couldn't say anything, although she said that just now, but in the end, she is the outsider.

"You brat, am I treating you badly? Say it's not my own grandson, and the Shen family I worked so hard for half my life gave you." The old lady looked at Shen Huaijing on the stairs.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong." He was wearing a light beige casual suit with a white cashmere sweater underneath, and his hair was not so meticulously combed. It was a little less domineering and more youthful.

"Hurry up and take the luggage up for Nan Zhi." The old lady said to him in disgust.

Shen Huaijing pursed his lips, put one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, and the other hand leaned down on the railing.

"No grandma, it's not heavy, I can take it up by myself." Ji Nanzhi said quickly.

Shen Huaijing walked down the stairs slowly, came to her side, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, picked up her suitcase, and said to her, "Let's go."

Ji Nan knew that he was already walking upstairs.

The old lady pouted at her, "Go, go, go up."

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow behind him.

The floors of the western-style building are very high, and naturally there are many stairs. She kept a distance from him and went up the stairs one after the other.

When he came to the second floor, Ji Nanzhi trotted up to catch up with him, "Well, I can take it myself, and... there are no stairs."

The man let go of the hand holding the suitcase, and Ji Nanzhi took the suitcase, "Thank you."

After speaking, he walked towards his room.

The man followed her slowly, showing no intention of going down, and she didn't look back, as if she didn't know.

Coming to the door of the room, Ji Nanzhi twisted the doorknob and pushed the suitcase in, but Shen Huaijing followed in.

She turned to look at him, "This is my room, Mr. Shen."

Shen Huaijing raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, staring at her, "You speak Mr. Shen one by one, you are really proficient in calling me. I remember you obviously didn't call me that in the past."

Ji Nanzhi was stunned for a moment.

He continued, "I remember that before you got married, you called me Brother Huaijing, and after you got married, you called me Huaijing, but you never called me Mr. Shen. Don't you call it that too?"

"You..." The more she heard the back, the more she felt that this man was yin and yang to her.

She pulled out a smile, "Our ex-husband and ex-wife, I call it like this to avoid suspicion, so as not to let some important people listen to it, Mr. Shen has to explain, why I call so close."

He didn't expect that she would hate him like this, but he was really interested in teasing her.

He took a few steps forward, smiled lowly, and lowered his voice a bit, "Didn't you say that she is my cousin, and she is not afraid of being suspected by her name?"

He approached slowly, forcing her to step back slowly, her calf touched the sofa in the bedroom and living room, and she fell down screaming.

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