The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 67 Zero and Countless Times

After a comfortable sleep, Nanfeng went to work in good spirits on the following Monday. She hadn't been in the AS building for nearly two months.

"Manager Nan, you are finally back to work!" As soon as she entered the office, Secretary Xiaoqian immediately brought coffee, her expression hard to hide her joy.Nanfeng took the coffee and took a sip happily: "Miss me?"

"Of course I do, no one in the PR department misses you!"

"I like to hear that. I brought you some food from Xiangcheng and put it in the tea room. Let's share it with everyone."

Xiaoqian cheered immediately: "Thank you, Manager Nan!"

Nanfeng smiled, put down the coffee and began to deal with the squeeze work. In the end, she found that there were a few documents that needed Sheng Yuchen's signature, so she had to send them to the president herself.

"Mr. Sheng, these need your signature."

"Yeah." Mr. Sheng happened to have no work in hand, and after taking it, he quickly flipped through it. After signing three or four copies at a glance, he suddenly stopped writing, pointed to a passage in the densely packed Song typeface, and said coldly, "The value wrong."

"Okay, Mr. Sheng, I'm sorry Mr. Sheng, I'll redo it when I go back, and send it over before I get off work."

Mr. Sheng frowned, but didn't say much, and continued to review the documents.And Nanfeng stood quietly in front of him, no longer looking through his bookshelf, lying on his sofa, drinking the black tea he just brewed as she used to, now she is more beautiful than Secretary Ye. rule.

Soon after noon, Secretary Ye knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Sheng, do you have any plans for noon?"

"No, let's order dinner."

"Yes." Seeing that Nanfeng was there, Secretary Ye said without hesitation, "Manager Nan, let me order a fast food for you."

Nanfeng immediately said: "How can that be?"

Secretary Ye was stunned, why not?
Nanfeng said sternly: "Secretary Ye, I'm just a manager of the public relations department, how can I bother you to order a meal for me? Besides, this is the president's office, how can any employee eat in the president's office? This is against the rules. Don't worry about me, Just order Mr. Sheng a meal, and I will arrange lunch after Mr. Sheng finishes signing."

Secretary Ye was even more confused, isn't it always like this?Why is this unruly today, which one is unruly?
Sheng Yuchen put down the pen with a 'snap', apparently reaching the limit of his patience, he looked at Nanfeng coldly: "Try to say a word to me in this yin-yang tone again!"

Nanfeng was kind and gentle: "So, Mr. Sheng, you don't like me talking like this? Just give me an order, and I'll change it right away. Don't be angry. I can't afford to be angry."

"south wind!"

Seeing that he was really angry, Nanfeng finally compromised: "I want rice with braised pork ribs, thank you."

Secretary Ye hurried down to make arrangements, suspicious in her heart, could it be that Mr. Sheng and Manager Nan haven't reconciled yet?But at Xiangcheng Airport, didn't they talk?

In the office, Sheng Yuchen scolded: "How old are you, and you still have such a childish temper!"

Nanfeng didn't answer a word, and lowered his head slightly, as if he was listening to the teachings. He really wanted to be an ordinary employee as she said that night!
Sheng Yuchen's expression turned cold, and he threw several documents to her, "All these wrong and missing documents are redone, and you are not allowed to leave work if you have not completed them!"

Those few documents were not difficult for Nanfeng to complete, but there were too many, and it was already late at night when she finished them all.

It didn't matter to her, she packed up her things and left work, and it was exactly ten o'clock when she returned to the apartment.

The car parked steadily in the parking lot. As soon as she got out of the car, Nan Feng suddenly heard a hoarse female voice calling her: "...Nan Feng."

Nan Feng was slightly stunned, turned around following the sound, and saw the little figure curled up under the eaves at a glance, the lights were dim, and the moonlight was hazy, but she still recognized the outline of that person, and said in surprise: "Rourou, why are you will be here?"

Xu Zhirou, when she chased Mr. Lu to Puzhai, she was her tour guide. She was also her good friend in the public relations department.

But, shouldn't she be in City H now?

Nan Feng ran over quickly, only to find that she was in a mess when she got close, her cheeks were red and swollen, the corners of her mouth were bruised, and her right eye was so swollen that she couldn't open it. Little blood stains were printed on her long white dress, which looked shocking.

She was shocked: "Rou Rou, what's wrong with you? Who beat you like this?!"

Xu Zhirou's eyes turned red sharply, her trembling body threw herself into her arms, and burst into tears at the same time: "Nanfeng, Nanfeng, what should I do... What should I do..."

Her cry was so mournful, as if she had suffered great pain and grievances, Nanfeng's whole heart was pulled together, she had known her for so many years, and she had never seen her like this before, and she was in a hurry: " I'm here, I'm here, it's okay, no one dares to bully you..."

At this moment, the situation was unclear, so Nanfeng could only take Xu Zhirou back to her home, and comforted her until she calmed down a little, before she dared to ask: "What happened? Aren't you in City H? How did you come back?" Rongcheng? Still make yourself like this?"

Xu Zhirou held a cup of hot water in his hand, the tip of his nose was red, and he might burst into tears at any moment.

Nanfeng guessed: "Have you encountered a robbery?"

She shook her head.

"Meet an enemy?"

She still shook her head.

"What the hell happened to you?"

Xu Zhirou closed his eyes at once, and tears rolled down his face: "It's Zheng Xinhe!"

Nan Feng's mind was blank: "Your husband? He hit you?"

What answered her was Xu Zhirou's crying, and the answer was obvious.

Nan Feng stood up suddenly, his expression and voice changed: "How could he hit you? Why did he hit you?"

Xu Zhirou burst into tears, coupled with the criss-crossing scars on her face, it was even more miserable.

Nanfeng was startled and furious.

She had heard stories of domestic violence, but she never thought it would happen to her friends.

She only met this man Zheng Xinhe two or three times, but Xu Zhirou often praised her how good her husband was, so she thought that she really found a good man... But how did it become like this now?

Nanfeng wiped away her tears with a few facial tissues: "Rourou, don't cry, tell me why he beat you?"

Only then did Xu Zhirou speak intermittently. It turned out that she discovered that Zheng Xinhe had someone outside. She only questioned him a few words, and he became furious and began to criticize her for being a publicist. The words were extremely humiliating. She was so angry that she couldn't argue with him, but she didn't know that he would directly attack her. If it weren't for the servants at home, she might not even be able to leave the house.

What Xu Zhirou was most afraid of was not being beaten. What she was even more frightened was: "Nanfeng, my son is still with him, will he vent his anger on my son?"

Nanfeng's eyebrows were locked together, and he squeezed her hand to comfort her: "Rourou, calm down first, let me think about it."

She has never experienced this kind of thing, and there is no example to refer to, but it is absolutely impossible for her to sit idly by.

After some deep consideration, Nan Feng calmly said, "I'll accompany you back to City H, get the child back first, and then divorce that scum."

Xu Zhirou was startled suddenly: "Divorce?"

Her reaction seemed as if she had never thought about it, but Nanfeng was surprised: "He treats you like this, don't you plan to divorce?"

"I……"

Nan Feng's face turned cold: "Xu Zhirou, listen to me, there are only zero and ten thousand times of domestic violence, and Zheng Xinhe's ability to raise a woman and domestic violence proves that this man is broken, and he must never have it again!"

Xu Zhirou is actually not a pedantic and stereotyped woman, she was also an independent urban woman, she understood what Nanfeng said, and after being knocked open by her, she was also very firm: "I want a divorce, I only want a son, as long as he Give me back my son, and I don't want anything."

"You have to ask for it, otherwise, what do you mother and son live on? And why do you want to take advantage of that scumbag?" Nanfeng looked at her horrible face and pulled her up, "You go to the hospital with me first, Bandage it up, and let the doctor help you to issue an injury certificate or something, if there is a legal procedure in the future, these are all evidences that will benefit us."

Xu Zhirou listened to her now, she nodded at everything she said, Nanfeng immediately took her to the city center hospital, after a checkup, it was already two o'clock in the morning, because the injury was not serious, the doctor arranged for Xu Zhirou to be hospitalized for observation.

Nanfeng bought her a midnight snack at the entrance of the hospital. Xu Zhirou looked at the steaming hot noodles and said shyly, "Nanfeng, my mind is in a mess up to now. I don't have any ideas. I don't know where to go, so I can only come to you..."

Nanfeng put his coat on her shoulders, and said bluntly: "You can find me, I just happen to have a stomach full of anger, and I just want to vent my anger on Zheng Xinhe."

Xu Zhirou's expression moved, and he couldn't help saying: "Nanfeng, thank you."

……

Xu Zhirou fell asleep after eating the noodles, while Nanfeng stayed on the hospital bed, used his mobile phone to look up relevant news, and checked some laws and regulations. When he recovered, it was already dawn.

Before Xu Zhirou woke up, she went back to the apartment to get a change of clothes. She had just finished packing when the phone rang at 07:30.

Nanfeng rummaged through his bag and found his mobile phone. When he checked the caller ID, it turned out to be Mr. Lu.

When they had a relationship before, Mr. Lu seldom called her. Now that they were clearly separated, he took the initiative to call instead, which surprised Nanfeng.

Nanfeng answered the phone: "Good morning, Young Master Lu."

Over there is his gentle response: "What are you doing?"

"you guess."

Nan Feng was half joking and half probing, mainly because she couldn't figure out the purpose of Mr. Lu's call.

Lu Chengyu smiled: "I just came out of the hospital, feeling unwell?"

"How do you know that I just went to the hospital?" Nan Feng was startled, then narrowed his eyes, "Are you following me?"

"Song Qi has a bad throat, went to the hospital to get some medicine, and said he met you." This was his explanation.

"What a coincidence?" She was smiling, but she obviously didn't believe it!

When she took Xu Zhirou to the hospital last night, it was already twelve o'clock at night, and it was only after six o'clock when she left the hospital in the morning. How could it be possible for Song Qi to run into him at such a remote time?

Lu Chengyu asked back, "Why don't you believe it?"

"How can there be so many coincidences in the world? Once or twice is acceptable, but three or four times is too much." Nan Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Young Master Lu, I don't have such a predestined relationship with you."

"Who knows, maybe we are destined." He brought the topic back, "What are you going to the hospital for?"

"Injury check." She simply said in shock.

His voice sank: "Are you hurt?"

"I won't tell you." Nanfeng didn't want him to know too much about her, so he hurriedly ended the conversation, "Young Master Lu, I have other things to do, so I hang up first."

……

At this moment, Mr. Lu in the Lu mansion looked at the darkened phone screen, his warm and indifferent eyes narrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)