Regretful CEO: Courting My Wife for 99 Times

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the richest wrong love: President chasing his wife 99 times the latest chapter!Maid Wu, the servant, smiled kindly at him, her eyes full of care for Tang Zhiyi, and she couldn't help but verbally said: "Master, don't blame Mother Wu for talking too much. This woman will be fine with a coax, young grandma. So weak, don't fight anymore!"

Nan Jin Fan moved in his heart, smiled and took the soup in Wu Ma's hand, nodded: "Wu Ma, go down, I won't be embarrassed."

"That's good, that's good!" Wu Ma nodded and left without worry.

Nan Weimin didn’t know when he also stood behind Nan Jin Fan. His majestic and steady face showed a hint of joy at this moment. He said, “Mother Wu is right. It’s okay if you don’t believe Dad, but Mother Wu is a woman, and women always know women. If Zhiyi really gave birth to a boy for the Nan family, then all the problems would be solved!"

Nan Jin Fan looked down at the soup in his hand, and there was some worry in his eyes that had always been deep and sharp.

Nan Jin Fan is indeed a little worried. He is actually afraid of seeing Tang Zhiyi in the next moment. What should he do?

At this moment, as proud as he is, still unwilling to admit that he fell in love with Tang Zhiyi!

The subconscious reminded him that all this was for the grandfather's will, and for the children, there would be the emotional emptiness and frustration between Tang Zhiyi and Tang Zhiyi later.

He walked over with the soup, every step as if he were more of an ideological struggle on his own. The corridor, which was not long before, felt as if he had walked for a few hours, and finally reached the door of the room.

He secretly thought that everything was for the children and for the will, so he was much more calm to think.

He let out a long breath, raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

Xu Ye, thinking that the servant came in, Tang Zhiyi responded, "Please come in!"

The voice seemed extremely weak and weak.

Nan Jin Fan pushed the door in.

Tang Zhiyi was lying halfway on the bed with a pillow on her back. She looked out the window in a dazed manner. Her delicate face looked very quiet and beautiful, and some of her forehead shattered mischievously. Her face became smaller against the background.

Tang Zhiyi only came in as a servant, so he didn't turn his head. The towering willow leaf outside the window was about to fall out, and he was alone.

Summer is gone!

She thought, just like her love, everything has been ruined.

"Remembrance!" There was a familiar, low and gentle male voice rippling in his ears, and a pair of warm big hands on his lower abdomen stroked up.

Tang Zhiyi's body stiffened, and his conditioned reflex took a backside, and Nan Jin Fan's hand fell free.

He maintained his previous actions and froze in place, his expression a little awkward and lonely.

Tang Zhiyi looked at him with some anger and horror, her body shrank into a ball, and finally spoke, with a repelling tone: "What are you here for?"

Nan Jin Fan's slender figure moved, bending over to pick up the soup on the table, and around to the bed, he sat down: "Your body is too weak, drink this bowl of tonic!"

The words that were originally concerned, but Nan Jin Fan just said it as if he was giving orders.

Tang Zhiyi frowned and sneered: "I'm afraid you are not worried about my body, but the child in my stomach! Nan Jin Fan, you despicable villain."

Nan Jin Fan's complexion became stiff, his suffocatingly perfect face poured out a sorrow, his cold lips, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Open your mouth, I'll feed you!"

Tang Zhiyi remained unmoved, still maintaining the previous posture.

Nan Jin Fan watched her for a while, and suddenly he straightened Tang Zhiyi’s small face with his big hand, so that she forced her to face him. He leaned over and faced her nose to the tip of her nose, breathing around each other, as if the closest lover: "Look at My eyes, Tang Zhiyi, you must eat, not for yourself but for the child in your stomach!"

Word by word, as if to beat Tang Zhiyi's heart, as if to hurt her to the point of irreversibility.

Her nose is sore.

Nan Jin Fan had already picked up the bowl of soup again, he took a sip, tried the temperature, brought it to her, and waited stubbornly for her to open his mouth.

How intimate is this to outsiders?

Tang Zhiyi paused, her pink face looked pale and weak at the moment, she opened her mouth slightly, but suddenly lowered her head and quickly bit on Nan Jin Fan's wrist.

She bite very hard, almost with all the hatred and unwillingness. Nan Jin Fan had anticipated her intention the moment Tang Zhiyi lowered her head.

Thinking of him, a child born in a wealthy family would have to be trained to learn martial arts for self-defense since he was a child, so his reaction is more sensitive than ordinary people.

However, he did not escape, he let Tang Zhiyi bite himself, if she could evacuate the grievances in her heart.

He will.

Nan Jin Fan snorted and frowned slightly.

Tang Zhiyi raised his head until Nan Jin Fan’s tall nose overflowed with a few traces of sweat. Nan Jin Fan’s hands were numb, and there was a row of deep bite marks on his wrists, bloodshot, ugly and stinging.

There was also a little blood stained between Tang Zhiyi's lips and teeth. Nan Jin Fan looked at it, dark eyes darkened, and raised his hand to gently wipe it off for her.

"Come on, drink this bowl of soup!" Nan Jin Fan handed the bowl over again: "Your body is too weak, you will be too weak!"

Tang Zhiyi's expression moved, but he still looked cold.

Nan Jin Fan took a spoonful and sent it over. Tang Zhiyi waved his hand and knocked it over on the ground. The delicate bowls shattered after being hit on the ground a few times. The soup was spilled on the ground, mixed with broken pieces. The porcelain was lying on the ground sadly.

Nan Jin Fan frowned, clenched his fists, and tried his best to restrain his emotions, but he shouted outside: "Mother Wu!"

The voice contained anger, which shocked Tang Zhiyi's heart.

At the door, Madam Wu walked in and put her hand on her apron awkwardly, looking at Tang Zhiyi with some sympathy in her eyes: "Master, what's your order!"

Nan Jin Fan's eyes tightly circled Tang Zhiyi, his tone was extremely cold: "Go and get all the tonics stewed downstairs, listen carefully, Tang Zhiyi, if you drop a bowl, I will serve you two bowls!"

"Master!" Mother Wu couldn't bear it and called out softly.

"Why, do you have to fight against me?" Nan Jin Fan looked up keenly and looked at Ma Wu with a cold expression.

"No??? No, young master." Wu Ma shook her head repeatedly, sighed softly, and turned to go out.

After a while, she was holding a tray with various supplements. She placed it on Tang Zhiyi's bedside table and gently persuaded, "Mother, you can eat as much as you want!"

Tang Zhiyi looked at a dozen bowls and chopsticks in the tray, and stared angrily at Nan Jin Fan, who was looking cold next to him. The anger in his eyes seemed to burn him to ashes.

But helpless, he won't give up unless he achieves his goal.

Lifting his skinny hand, he simply picked up a bowl of soup and poured it directly into his throat, as if he was drinking something extremely awful.

This is a contest, Nan Jin Fan won!

She thought so.

There is nothing wrong with love itself, the fault lies in the fact that two people who do not understand love and are stubborn are together!

Tang Zhiyi snorted coldly, her clear eyes were all deserted at this moment: "Are you satisfied? Can you go out?"

Wu Ma was caught in this repressive atmosphere, and she dared not escape.

Nan Jin Fan looked sullen, with his hands in his pockets, and turned around and walked freely, as if he had also completed a task.

How ridiculous!

Tang Zhiyi's heart was bleeding. She hated herself for not being able to win her temper. Even now, she still finds that Nan Jin Fan will still feel heartache, wronged, and want to cry.

Mother Wu, patted her on the head, and persuaded: "Mother, don't let the young master get angry. The young master must have some difficulties??????"

Tang Zhiyi shook his head, covered his face with his hands and got into the warm quilt, hiding inside as if evasively: "Mother Wu, don't tell me, I'm tired, you go out!"

She curled up in the middle of the big bed, small and pitiful, and finally cried out with the quilt shrugging.

Nan Jin Fan walked out of the gate of the Nan family, and got into the car without stopping at all. The car was fast, without a destination or sense of direction, just moving forward blindly.

Tang Zhiyi's behavior angered him!

He didn't understand that he had already pulled the bottom to do this, why she still didn't let it go. Moreover, the Southern Weimin also said that Tang Zhiyi knew that if he could carry a child for the Nan family, he could leave the Nan family.

She longs for herself, shouldn't she be more happy?

Why do you oppose yourself?

Or she has another purpose!

Nan Jin Fan smashed the steering wheel annoyed, causing a sharp whistle sound.