After the divorce, the rich and powerful became obedient

Zhan Nansheng knew Zhan Wenyuan well.

She picked up a few photos that fell on her, except for the photo of her being carried into the car by Chu Muchen when she was drunk in Fushengju last night, there were also some photos of her and Chu Muchen who seemed to be intimate with him in other places.

In short, just looking at these photos, it really seems that there is such a thing.

"Put your heart in your stomach, all the men in the world are dead, and I can't look down on Chu Muchen."

As he spoke, the corner of Zhan Nansheng's mouth curled into a lazy arc, and he said mockingly,

"Why is that old man from the Chu family showing your pride? Tell me, I'll go to the Chu family to settle accounts with that old man later!"

Zhan Wenyuan: "..."

Seeing that Zhan Wenyuan was about to get angry again, Ms. Lan said quickly:
"Dad, this matter is probably a misunderstanding. Shengsheng is one of the most beautiful beauties in our capital, and if you want to get along with her, your noble son and brother will not be able to run out of money.

In my opinion, it must be Chu Muchen's unrequited love... These photos were deliberately taken by those people with ulterior motives to show Mr. Chu, in order to drive a wedge between us and the Chu family... In short, Shengsheng definitely didn't do that kind of thing A shameless thing..."

As he said that, he pulled Zhan Zhiguo, Zhan Nansheng's father beside him, "Zhiguo, you should say something."

In Zhan Zhiguo's eyes, Zhan Nansheng was a bastard. Not only did he kill his ex-wife, but he also killed his best son. He even lost his reproductive tools.

In short, he couldn't like Zhan Nansheng, a troublemaker.

But, everything is going well at home, he doesn't want his family to be messed up, so he also starts to plead with Zhan Nansheng,
"Dad, you cultivated Shengsheng with your own hands when she was young. You know her temperament best. Let me see about it first."

After saying that, he said to Zhan Nansheng with a straight face, "Why don't you apologize to your grandfather soon?"

Today's Zhan family is not what it used to be, and the Zhan family is still pointing at the old man. Of course, Zhan Nansheng can't do anything wrong and really piss the old man to death.

Therefore, after Zhan Zhiguo's voice fell, she was very flexible and said to the angry Zhan Wenyuan:

"Forget it, I don't care about you as much as you are old, I forgive you for wronging me. You choose one yourself, whether to punish me to kneel in the ancestral hall or punish me not to eat."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Wenyuan jumped up from the grand master's chair angrily.

He smashed out a blue and white porcelain teacup in Zhan Nansheng's face, and roared angrily:
"It's such a misfortune for the family. How did the Zhan family give birth to such a wicked person like you? Do you still have the guts to think about eating? Get the hell out of here and kneel in the ancestral hall."

Zhan Nansheng easily dodged the tea set he was calling over, and clicked his tongue, "Aside from kneeling in the ancestral hall, do you have any other tricks?"

"Uncle Fu, go... go and get me my whip, and see if I don't kill this scoundrel!"

Zhan Nansheng ran away.

If she doesn't run away, she can really be beaten to pieces by Zhan Wenyuan.

The ancestral hall of the Zhan family is in Shoukangyuan, and basically no one comes.

After Zhan Nansheng entered the ancestral hall and offered incense to all the ancestors, he knelt down in front of Zhan Changsheng's tablet.

This kneeling lasts for an hour.

An hour later, there was a knock on the door of the ancestral hall.

After knocking three or four times, the door was pushed open.

Because of the light footsteps, Zhan Nansheng didn't pay attention, and thought it was a servant who came here to clean, so she didn't even turn her head.

She didn't raise her head until the man approached quickly and Xin's long shadow blocked the light in front of her.

As soon as she raised her head, she met the last face that made her feel extremely disgusted. She immediately turned cold and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

It's not a day or two for Zhan Qing to be greedy for Zhan Nansheng's meat, it's a year or two.

Or Zhan Nansheng is the witch of the century, even if she is angry, it seems to Zhan Qing that she is exuding the fragrance of boundless spring.

His gaze landed on Zhan Nansheng's chest wrapped under the black dress, and he stuck it and couldn't take it off.

Judging from his experience in reading countless women in the past, Zhan Nansheng must at least have C++.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva twice, calmly suppressed the evil thoughts in his eyes, and said with a cheeky smile:

"I didn't feel sorry for seeing you kneeling in the ancestral hall alone. I came here to see you... Look, I brought you your favorite plum wine, do you want to try it?"

Zhan Qing is one of the trashiest batch of dandies in the circle, his private life is chaotic, and he is notorious for often messing around outside under the banner of the Zhan family.

How could Zhan Nansheng give him good face?

She didn't even think about it, and just after Zhan Qing's voice fell, she said in a cold voice: "Get lost——"

Not only did Zhan Qing not roll, he even sat cross-legged next to her,
"Sister, why are you so excited? You say you, it's rare to come back, and you still have to tell me whether your nose is not your nose or your face, so can't we have a good talk?"

Zhan Nansheng said expressionlessly: "I have nothing to say to you trash."

At this moment, Zhan Qing opened the plum wine, deliberately shook it in front of Zhan Nansheng, and said lightly:
"Sister, no matter how rubbish I am in your eyes, I'm better than Mu Xizhou, right? I heard that Mu Xizhou always neglects you because of Mu Xiangwan's cheap hoof. Not only that, he never touches you."

As he said that, his eyes fell obscenely on Zhan Nansheng's delicate swan neck, and he pretended to be amazed,
"Ah, you are still a daughter, right? Tsk, no wonder you have been married for two years, and your stomach hasn't moved at all."

While speaking, he moved his body closer to Zhan Nansheng.

Zhan Nansheng knew that he was a piece of trash, but when she just raised her hand and was about to slap Zhan Qing's face, Zhan Qing preemptively struck.

He resolutely grabbed her wrist, and then relied on the innate advantages of men's physical strength to push Zhan Nansheng under him.

Zhan Nansheng was furious at once!

This is the Zhan Mansion, or the ancestral hall of the Zhan family, how dare this beast?
But why can't she use her strength because she can't control her hands and feet?

In an instant, a raging evil fire ignited in her body, making her mouth dry?

"Zhan Nansheng, isn't he the heir? Mu Xizhou refuses to give it to you, brother will give it to you. Brother is good at marksmanship, he can kill three birds with one stone."

As she said that, she started to lift up Zhan Nansheng's long black dress.

However, how could Zhan Nansheng, who has always been good at fighting skills, be caught without a fight?

She picked up the small bronze tripod under the altar, and gave Zhan Qing a hard blow on the head.

The moment Zhan Qing was beaten, his head was bleeding and he was furious.

He slapped Zhan Nansheng as soon as he shook his hand, and the corners of Zhan Nansheng's mouth were bleeding from the slap.

Zhan Qing wiped the blood from his forehead, and shouted at Zhan Nansheng with a ferocious face:

"Zhan Nansheng, you really want to toast and don't eat fine wine. I tell you the truth, you won't be able to run away today. You have inhaled the contraband in plum wine, and now you have an attack. In another 5 minutes, I don't need you." If you move, you will come crawling like a dog and beg me..."

At this time, Zhan Nansheng was short of breath.

In great rage, she forced herself to calm down.

She clenched the miniature bronze tripod in her hand, staring coldly at Zhan Qing,

"Zhan Qing, you are so daring, try it, if you dare to touch a hair of my hair today, I will make you regret coming to this world."

At this moment, Zhan Qing had already taken off his pants.