Reborn to marry ex-husband's nemesis

Chapter 276 Enough is enough, I have endured you for a long time

On the contrary, Meng Wan was taken aback, and she couldn't hold back and said, "Good guy, you are staying up all night chasing articles for a while, and staying up all night chasing articles is always fun!"

She remembered that when she met Chu Nuan earlier, the girl's skin was still glowing!
Now the two panda eyes seem to have been punched twice.

Chu Nuan paused, and sat beside Chu Zhi rather reservedly, without speaking.

She and Meng Wan were already acquainted, and they were not restrained. It just so happened that in the morning, she was scolded again by her aunt who twisted her ears.

Chu Zhi said: "Look at your appearance, but my aunt has collected all your words?"

Hearing this, Chu Nuan glanced at the corner of his mouth and was about to cry, "It's okay if I keep it, just burn it all up for me!"

There is also her mahogany sword and talisman paper, which disappeared after a whole night of hard work. Can Chu Nuan not feel distressed?
Thinking of those ashes, she felt wronged and wanted to cry.

"Okay, okay, don't cry." Chu Zhi said, "Don't you like story books? I thought about it, and it's not interesting to just read it. Since you like a book about a pear blossom pressing a crabapple, why don't you write it like her How about the book?"

Chu Nuan paused, and looked up at Chu Zhi.

"You showed me your script before. I am a very good reader. I came here to discuss with you today. Writing a script is very different from reading a script. I think Aunt Huang wouldn't say anything, so I can not obliterate you. interest."

Chu Nuan was smart, and instantly understood Chu Zhi's meaning: "But... can it be done?"

She shook her head again for a moment: "It's not right, a pear blossom crushing a crabapple is really good, how can I compare with others, if I make fun of others, I will lose all face."

"What if even a pear blossom crushes a crabapple and you think you can do it?"

"Fifth sister, what do you mean by this?"

"Just ask Meng Wan."

"Miss Meng?" Chu Nuan looked at Meng Wan.

Meng Wan coughed lightly: "I am that pear blossom."

"What?" Chu Nuan thought she heard it wrong, and couldn't recover for a while, "How is it possible!"

Although Miss Meng was not in good shape in private, the scripts did not look like they were written by Miss Meng, but Fifth Sister would not lie to herself, so it seemed to be true.

Chu Nuan's expression was complicated, and she looked at Meng Wan with unpredictable eyes: "I didn't expect that..."

Thinking of the descriptions of many fragrant and erotic scenes in those scripts, Chu Nuan couldn't describe the way she looked at Meng Wan.

Meng Wan had a rare blush, and turned her head to Chu Zhi and scolded, "What am I talking about? I can't let people know about my writing!"

Once off the horse too ruined the image!

It didn't take long before the two decided that Chu Nuan would focus on heroes. In terms of loyalty in the world, Meng Wan continued to write about her love, love, love, what kind of domineering prince fell in love with me, what family son is my husband, including the prime minister's wife is a maid, concubine Run with the ball...wait.

The provoking Chu Nuan snorted: "If the prince falls in love with any girl, just one look, that girl will send it up by herself, and use the kind of pursuit you said, but still can't ask for it? The prince knelt down, just In order to ask the other party to look at me more? Meng Wan, you have a big brain, maybe there is something wrong? If there is nothing wrong with you, it means that the prince is a dementia. There are so many daughters from aristocratic families who don’t want to go around to get yourself into trouble. What an idiot? Just want to plot, usurp power, and position? Wake up! I'm afraid he will be tricked to death by his sweetheart before he even makes a move."

As he spoke, he continued to flip: "Is the son of a noble family my husband? A peasant girl who only knows how to farm, got rich just by grinding tofu and married the son of a noble family? May I ask that the son is from a wealthy family, beautiful, noble and elegant, like her? What? Is it because she doesn’t know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy, or painting, or etiquette? Or is it because the wives of other families sing poems and songs at banquets, and she can sit by the side and grind tofu?"

"If that's the case, it's a clear stream." After finishing speaking, he nodded in a serious manner, "After all, your son's favorite sentence is 'you little demon, you little devil'! I reckon, this I'm afraid that the son of a noble family has special hobbies, could it be that he likes tofu Xi Shi and put him in a stone mill to grind it?"

Thinking of the other couples respecting each other like guests at home, playing chess and chess under the lamp, while this son was stuffed into the millstone by the bean curd Xi Shi, pushing the millstone to spin rapidly, the son was dizzy, and he still kept shouting: "Hiss—you little demon, you little demon!"

Alas!Chu Nuan couldn't help shivering.

too frightening.

"The prime minister's wife is a maid? This is quite true. My aunt told me that when Emperor Jia was in power, the prime minister's wife was a foot-washing maid. She said that the prime minister was born in a powerful family when he was young, but he was framed and destroyed. A foot-washing maid next to his mother took advantage of the chaos to hide the six-year-old young master under her body, secretly took him out of the house, and raised him incognito. Cleared up his father's grievances and restored his family's good reputation. At that time, he was already an extremely personable minister with infinite glory. Several princesses fought to marry him, but he said that he already had a marriage contract, so he turned around and took it. That foot-washing maid, even though she was ten years older than herself, just said it was to repay her kindness, and outsiders praised the Prime Minister for his benevolence and love, and she is a loyal person." Having said this, Chu Nuan asked, "But do you know that Prime Minister? Madam will return to the Western Land in less than three years, will the Prime Minister marry another daughter of the family?"

Your taste, your fine taste!

"And you little concubine running with the ball? How dare you lie when you have an heir? This little concubine is probably—"

"Chu Nuan, that's enough! I've tolerated you for a long time!" Meng Wan couldn't bear it anymore, and threw away the pen in her hand, "Are you here to write a book with me or to tear things apart? Ah?"

Chu Nuan is not afraid at all: "The books you wrote are full of loopholes, and you still think I said it! Hey... I don’t know how I read it before, but I still read it with gusto? Now I’m waiting for me to write a heroic hero Now, looking back at these books of yours, it's simply unsightly!"

"Get out of here! Get out of here!" Meng Wan brushed her hair, "Can I beg you?"

If Chu Nuan never leaves again, she will definitely go crazy.

Chu Nuan curled her lips: "Stingy, you are only allowed to write by yourself and no one else is allowed to talk about it! Just leave, anyway, what I write is better than yours."

Meng Wan took a deep breath: "Just say one more thing, and your next month's dividend will be gone."

"Tch! You said that I, Chu Nuan, wrote articles for money, superficial! Vulgar! Ignorant!" Chu Nuan rolled her eyes, extremely disdainful, "I am full of passion and love for literary creation!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Meng Wan: "Anyway, a person like you who can only write about me and me will not understand."

After finishing speaking, he twisted the willow branches and left slowly.

The angry Meng Wan shut herself in place.

(End of this chapter)