After the divorce, the rich and powerful became obedient

However, he still stood in the same place, his slender figure was like a vigorous green pine, tall and straight, motionless, only a pair of phoenix eyes seemed too cold.

He looked at the woman who had walked in front of him in a panic, his larynx moved, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I want to make it easier." After a pause, "You help me to the bathroom."

Zhan Nansheng frowned: "It's not your legs that are disabled."

Mu Xizhou's face turned cold, and the originally suppressed anger burst out to a new height.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suppressed the reckless anger in his chest, "Zhan Nansheng, get out."

Zhan Nansheng: "..."

Mu Xizhou's words continued: "Get out of Hongye Mansion immediately, I don't want to see your dead face now, get out—"

Mu Xizhou roared very loudly, almost resounding in every corner of the bedroom, and Zhan Nansheng felt a lot of sourness in his heart.

She licked her somewhat dry lips, pulled her lips out a sneer, and said concisely:

"Fuck off. Tell me first how many secrets you have about my elder brother. For example, what you said before will soon prove that my elder brother is not buried in the Zhan family's ancestral grave. If he is still alive, where is he now? Why, he watched me being humiliated and refused to come out to see me?"

After her words fell, Mu Xizhou grabbed her chin fiercely, and his scarlet phoenix eyes were full of strong sarcasm:
"Wouldn't it be that without the case of your eldest brother Zhan Changsheng, even if I exposed my corpse in the wilderness, you wouldn't take a second look?"

Zhan Nansheng's jaw was pinched as if it was going to shatter, she waved him away and said coldly, "You know yourself."

After the sound fell, Mu Xizhou felt that his heart was completely dead.

He withdrew his eyes from Zhan Nansheng's cold and indifferent face, and pronounced the verdict on her extremely coldly:
"Until I recover from my injury, you don't want to get any news about Zhan Changsheng from me." After a pause, "Get lost——"

Zhan Nansheng's face turned pale, and the softest part of his heart felt as if it had been pierced by a steel needle, it was so painful that it was numb.

She raised her eyes to look at the extremely cold face of the man in front of her.

Obviously, she had been looking at this face for two years, but at this moment, it was colder and more inhumane than ever before.

She bit her back teeth, suppressed the turbulent discomfort, and sneered:

"One more thing. Are you going to file a new divorce application yourself, or should I ask a lawyer to file a divorce lawsuit in the People's Court?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Xizhou's entire aura became extremely gloomy.

There seemed to be a dark fire hidden in the bottom of his scarlet eyes, as if he could burn Zhan Nansheng to ashes in the next second.

He stared at Zhan Nansheng for a while, with a ruthless tone that seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and the wind was blowing:
"Divorce? What are you thinking about, huh? From the moment you split legs with me in the car, even if you die, you can only have my surname, Mu Xizhou, on the tombstone, let alone you are still panting? "

Zhan Nansheng pulled his lips and said lightly:

"Mu Xizhou, you are the least manly man I know. You are more disgusting than Zhan Qing's trash. Although Zhan Qing is greedy and lustful,
However, whether the women he played with were cheated out of their feelings or got pregnant, when it was time to stop, they must be decisive and never procrastinate, and they seldom treated the woman materially badly.It's not like you, divorced, contradicting what you promised, no kindness and no responsibility! "

After the sound fell, Mu Xizhou slapped Zhan Nansheng.

The moment Zhan Nansheng slapped him, he raised a cold face to him:

"What? You still want to hit me? You just said that you have no sense and responsibility, and now you want to add another title of incompetence? Mu Xizhou, try to slap me?"

Mu Xizhou's slap was lifted because he was so angry that he was dizzy, but subconsciously, he couldn't really fight Nan Sheng.

However, Zhan Nansheng's words were like a rusty knife, every word, every word and even every syllable hurt his heart.

His throat rolled and rolled deeply, he lowered his arms, looked at the bright sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and took out the cigarette from the bedside table with trembling hands.

The lighter rubbed seven or eight times in a row to ignite the cigarette.

He bit the cigarette butt with his thin lips, took two deep puffs, and he gradually calmed down when the thick green smoke dispersed from his nostrils, blurring the extremely cold little face of the woman in front of him.

In the past, although they lived under the same roof, they never interfered with each other, and he never really wanted to have anything to do with her.

Because, at that time, he knew that she had someone in her heart, and that she wanted to protect that man named Mo Rugu like a jade, and he thought it would be disgusting to touch her.

He felt bloated even to look at her more.

But, there's no way, it's him who is despicable.

Knowing that she had someone in mind, he still married her in a flash.

If this marriage was not avoided, only Jiang Weimin's father, Jiang Weimin, could kill her secretly, let alone Huo Xiaoyan's parents?

The Huo family is a hell on earth, otherwise Huo Jianshen would not have moved out of the Huo family alone to live in the capital of Yunchan.

He shielded her from the wind and rain, and kept her safe...

Heh~, in the end, in her heart, he is a piece of trash that is not even as good as Zhan Qing.

Well, it's really ruthless.

Mu Xizhou quickly exhausted one cigarette.

After one cigarette, he completely calmed down, so calm that it was almost ice-cold, and he looked at Zhan Nansheng more like a knife.

He raised his chin in her direction, and said in an extremely cold tone:
"You think it's really that I don't want to divorce this marriage, huh? I'm entrusted by others, it's a matter of loyalty. Since you want to leave, then leave."

After a pause, he added meaningfully,
"However, I advise you to think clearly. Once this marriage is divorced, I will never give you a chance to seek peace. From now on, whether it is your personal life or death of Zhan Nansheng or the disintegration of the Zhan clan, it will not matter. You have nothing to do with Mu Xizhou. When you think it over, call me and we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau again."

Speaking of this, he paused for two or three seconds, then lit another cigarette, amidst the green smoke, he added coldly and meanly,

"Now, get out of my room, get out of Hongye Mansion."

For some reason, when these words came out, Zhan Nansheng seemed to be strangled by someone, more like someone had pinched his weakness, unable to move an inch, fearful about the future.

For a moment, she couldn't justly shout at him.

She even subconsciously followed his words, if she left him, would the Zhan family really be completely finished?

What he said—entrusted by others, a matter of loyalty, who is that person?

In other words, who is Mu Xizhou's real identity?
Why, he can always act like a master, controlling everything on the chessboard?
Also, last night, he got sick and went out and came back to tell her that he went to see an old friend they were all familiar with.

Who is that old man?
One after another, doubts piled up one after another, almost engulfing Zhan Nansheng.

Zhan Nansheng closed his eyes wearily, and after suppressing the ebb and flow of irritability in his heart, he also completely calmed down.

She opened her eyes again, looked at the man who had smoked the second cigarette, "I'll help you to the bathroom."

The woman's sudden compromise made Mu Xizhou's fingers shaking ashes.