His voice was shallow, "When we arrived in Beicheng, we found that the little girl in our memory had completely changed her appearance. She seemed to have put away all the sharp claws and thorns on her body. She was so well-behaved that I thought someone had tricked you.
What kind of poison?"
Nan Song's throat was hoarse and her face felt hot. She didn't expect that her eldest brother and Rui Ge would actually look at her like that.
Thinking about the scene at that time, the two brothers didn't know how to laugh at her.
"Seeing you taking care of the Yu family, looking like a filial daughter and a wise daughter-in-law, I just felt a fire rising from my pubic area, and I wanted to get out of the car and take you away, but I was stopped by Ah Heng.
.”
Now that Su Rui thought about it, he felt very depressed and snorted, "Your eldest brother said something that sounds like fart to me now."
Nan Song felt his heart beat twice, "What are you talking about?"
"He said—should."
Nan Song: "..."
It does sound like a fart.
Alas, the truth always sounds so heartbreaking.
Nan Song seemed to have drained all the strength from his body. He leaned back on the chair and said feebly: "Brother never told me."
Su Rui glanced at her and said, "You have such a strong self-esteem, how can you bear it? We brothers all know that you are not doing well, and we have thought about bringing you back countless times, but we also all know your temper.
.”
What's her temper?
Donkey temper.
Don't hit the wall and don't look back.
Countless times, her mother nodded her head and scolded her, "With your donkey temper, who else can stand you except your brothers? Who will you marry in the future?"
Xiao Nansong was so arrogant at that time. She held her neck tightly and shouted to Ms. Luo Yin, "Of course I have someone to marry. Even if I really can't get married, I still have my brothers to support me. I will take turns living in their house."
Months, that’s one year.”
Nan Song's wishful thinking was very good, but at that time she never thought that she would fall into the hands of a man and fall into a deep pit called "love".
It was hard to climb out.
He was almost shattered into pieces.
——
Tonight, the night in Beicheng is dim, and there is not a single star in the huge sky.
Yu Jinwen worked overtime and left the company. He was originally going back to Yu Mansion. After thinking about the empty home, he frowned and said solemnly, "Let's go to Jingwen Museum."
Knocking on the door of Jingwen Museum, there was the sound of shuffling footsteps inside, followed by a long-drawn voice, "Who is it?"
"Master, I."
As soon as he heard the sound, he knew that the old man had probably been disturbed in his sleep. Yu Jinwen felt a little sorry, so he obediently called "Master" without seeing anyone.
As soon as the door opened, Director Wen said teasingly when he saw the person, "Hey, you're a rare guest."
He asked Yu Jinwen to come in, locked the door, walked in carrying an oil lamp, yawned, and said, "I know you are thinking about these jade fragments, so I will guard them here for you."
The pile of broken jade fragments was placed in a safe, which was as strong and private as a bank safe. There were only two keys, one in the hands of Yu Jinwen and Mr. Wen.
First he opened the safe and checked the jade fragments. Even the jade fragments were all good. Yu Jinwen could now imagine what kind of ingenious treasures these jade fragments could become after Nan Weng's careful carving.
It would be better if Nan Song could also get started.
Thinking of this, Yu Jinwen felt a little sad.
Curator Wen looked at Yu Jinwen's expression indifferently from the side, and couldn't help but smile, "Why do you think these jade lovers seem to be looking at women? What's the matter, do you miss your wife again?"