After the divorce, the rich and powerful became obedient

He warned: "Do you think I can't do anything to you because I'm hurt? You don't know that men can't flirt in the morning? You don't want to be unable to get out of bed, so just lie down obediently, huh?"

Zhan Nansheng was frightened by his eyes that were as dark as fire. Although he was quiet, his brain was so active that he couldn't control it.

She couldn't fall asleep, and Mu Xizhou wouldn't let her get up. She looked at the chandelier above her head for a while, and asked Mu Xizhou boringly,
"You seem to have a very unusual status. Before you recognized your ancestors, were you really just a car mechanic?"

Speaking of this, I am also curious about his education background.

"Have you... ever been to school? You said that you were wandering in M ​​State when I was trafficked at the age of seven, so you probably didn't have the chance to go to school?"

Mu Xizhou scoffed coldly:
"You only remember that your man is a repairman with a wrench, but you don't know that your man is a brilliant student from Harvard. You are not qualified to be a girlfriend and even less qualified to be a wife."

Zhan Nansheng curled his mouth and said:

"Why did you have such a bad attitude towards me in the past? When you saw me, you wished you could kill me. Even if I was curious about your past, I didn't bother to ask. Now if you ask me, you have this attitude again... "

Speaking of which, half lying on the pillow, resting his chin with one hand, with a highly suspicious tone,

"Are you really a Harvard graduate? It doesn't look like... ah——"

Zhan Nansheng's ass was slapped by Mu Xizhou. She yelled and said a little unhappy:
"You don't look like it. Although you look like a dog, you exude a rogue from head to toe. No matter how you look at it, you look like an out-and-out gangster. The first time I was in the repair shop When I saw you, you smoked like a hoodlum, not a cultured person at all."

Mu Xizhou: "Well, I don't look like a well-educated cultural person."

Zhan Nansheng: "..."

Mu Xizhou's words continued, his eyes locked on Zhan Nansheng's brows and eyes for a moment, and his tone was faintly displeased:

"At the beginning, didn't you just like that he was a talented student at Stanford University, and you wouldn't marry unless he was there."

Zhan Nansheng: "Not all of them. There are so many talented students at Stanford, I only drink a scoop because he looks good. At that time, I liked good-looking and talented men."

Mu Xizhou didn't speak, closed his eyes in anger, and turned sideways.

Zhan Nansheng realized that he was angry, but he didn't intend to coax him either.

Men cannot be coaxed.

The more you coax, the more stinky it becomes.

She lay upright, and said in a self-talking tone: "If you showed me your Harvard diploma at that time, maybe I would still pursue you."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Xizhou turned around, but his face was still not very good-looking, smelly, "Why are you so casual? You are good-looking and have a high diploma, so you chase after him?"

Zhan Nansheng seemed to have discovered some secret: "Isn't your Harvard diploma specially taken after you found out that I like men with high degrees?"

In fact, it really is.

Mu Xizhou was choked, and his entire aura changed.

Seeing his appearance, Zhan Nansheng knew she had guessed right. She somehow felt that Mu Xizhou was innocent, and laughed out loud because she thought it was funny.

When she laughed, her beautiful peach eyes were like crooked moons, and Mu Xizhou was so angry that he couldn't do anything to her.

He pinched her cheek hard, "Zhan Nansheng, you are a wolf-hearted white-eyed wolf."

After he yelled, his eyes were red.

Zhan Nansheng's heart trembled when he yelled at him, and he raised his head to look at his eyes, only to find that his entire eye sockets were extremely scarlet.

For a while, Zhan Nansheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She never thought that the man in front of her who quarrels with her eight hundred times a day has silently paid so much for her over the years.

So much, but he didn't get a response from her, so he must be very angry.

Zhan Nansheng took the initiative to kiss him on the lips for the first time, "Are you so angry? Does this make it better?"

When she said this, she snuggled her whole body into his arms, giving her the greatest response tenderly and eagerly.

The unhappiness in Mu Xizhou's chest finally dissipated a lot, but his heart was always responding to the existence of Mo Ruyuan's thorn, and he couldn't completely relieve it.

After a kiss, he brushed her red and swollen lips with his fingertips, "Back then, what did you like about him?"

Zhan Nansheng thought for a while, and said, "I don't know. It's just that... when I'm emotional, I like it very much, and I want it very much. He... loves me very much, and I like the feeling of being hurt."

It's better to favor Zhan Nansheng as before, everyone knows it.

Even Mu Xizhou couldn't deny it.

Qingyin Pavilion is the best example of Mo Ruru's doting on Nan Sheng, with a cost of billions of dollars.

Mu Xizhou was silent for a while, his voice lost its lingering voice, "Then what are your feelings for me now?"

Zhan Nansheng said frankly:

"I can't say it. But I can be sure, it's not dislike, but it's not love either. It's somewhere between heartbeat and liking. After all, I haven't felt pampered or hurt yet."

Pausing, fingers traced Mu Xizhou's straight nose,
"I chose to marry you in a flash, not on the spur of the moment, but after careful consideration. It's just that we didn't get along well after marriage, which dampened my expectations for this marriage.

The harm you have done to me is far greater than what you gave me lightly, so I can't really like you or even fall in love with you all at once, but I feel that I have given you what a wife can give you Everything is because you didn't cherish it. "

Mu Xizhou didn't speak.

Because what Zhan Nansheng said is the truth.

It was also because it was true that he felt that Zhan Nansheng's words hurt his heart like a knife.

"Musizhou, your... wanting to occupy me so strongly does not make me feel that you love me very much. On the contrary, you give me the feeling that you are playing with a pet that you raised yourself, wanting to be with you all the time Control her, she can only live by you, but if she is touched by others, you will ruin her by all means, this...feeling makes me very uneasy."

Mu Xizhou's expression darkened. After a long time, he said in a cool and soft voice, "Really?"

Then there was a long silence.

He was silent for a long time, and when he lowered his head again, Zhan Nansheng had already fallen asleep.

She lay obediently and softly on his heart, her eyelashes were thick and curled up, her small face without makeup looked a little milky at this moment, she really looked like a well-pampered pet.

A pet that belongs only to him.

……

When Zhan Nansheng woke up again, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.

After she woke up, Mu Xizhou was no longer beside her.

There is an illusion of being lost, and there is also a sense of unreality like a dream.

After washing up, she called Chu Muchen and made an appointment to go to the hospital to see Zhan Qingyi, and then went downstairs.

Downstairs, the maid was coming out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit, and she was calling to a young woman sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa opposite the young woman was Mu Xizhou, with some chest films in front of him, and the two seemed to be having a good conversation.

Seeing her coming down the stairs, the young woman got up and put on her carry-on bag and said to the man who also stood up, "Take your medicine on time. You'll be fine for now. I'll be leaving first."

The man treated her very well, with a light tone: "Come to see a doctor on the first day of the new year, stay for a light meal?"

Hearing this, the young woman chuckled lightly and said pointedly:
"If you really want to invite me to dinner, you can make an appointment outside. I saw that Zhan Nansheng couldn't eat, and of course Zhan Nansheng might not want to keep me."

While speaking, Zhan Nansheng had already walked in front of her.

The smile on her lips was deeper, but that smile was mostly sarcasm, "Isn't it, Miss Zhan?"

In today's capital, there are not many women who can be compared with Zhan Nansheng, and Huo Nuan is one of them.

Facing Huo Nuan's provocation, Zhan Nansheng didn't care.

She glanced at Huo Nuan lightly, and asked concisely: "What's the status of his cirrhosis now?"

Huo Nuan's attitude was indifferent: "What? If he needs a liver transplant, can you cut his liver and save him?"

Zhan Nansheng raised his eyebrows, and said with a light smile: "Listen to your tone, can you?"

Huo Nuan's face turned cold, and he said frankly: "I can."