After the divorce, the rich and powerful became obedient

The words fell, and with the splash of water in the bathtub, the wet woman, who was only wearing a bath towel, opened the door of the bathroom.

She had soaked for quite a long time, her little face was flushed, and her skin exposed to the air seemed to be glowing red, and her whole body exuded an incomparably fragrant and charming style.

However, Mu Xizhou only stopped for two seconds on her tightly wrapped chest, and then his eyes, which were so dark that dripping water fell on her eyes, who didn't know whether they were red from steam or from crying. .

His thick black brows were frowned, and he pulled a dry towel from the shelf and wrapped her wet hair, "Come with me for supper."

The heating in the room is sufficient, and Mu Xizhou is not worried that Zhan Nansheng will be cold.

After he said this, he walked towards the restaurant first, and after two steps, he said in an undeniable tone:

"I don't want to repeat the same sentence a second time." After a pause, "Since I chose to endure humiliation from the beginning for your elder brother, then keep going and don't give up halfway."

Asking others, no matter how high you used to be, now you can only be controlled by others everywhere.

Zhan Nansheng's eyes overflowed with a self-deprecating sneer.

She couldn't help wondering when she would be able to be herself and no longer be controlled by others because of anyone.

She thought so, but her heart was so sour.

She went back to the bedroom, changed into pajamas hastily, then put on a beige cardigan and went to the restaurant.

When she walked into the restaurant, Mu Xizhou was smoking.

In front of him were two bowls of steaming but already lumpy tomato beef noodles.

Looking at the appearance alone, it is still very good.

After Zhan Nansheng walked over and sat down beside him, Mu Xizhou stubbed out the cigarette and handed her a pair of chopsticks.

Zhan Nansheng took it from his hand, then lowered his head and started eating the noodles.

The whole time, the two did not communicate.

It seemed that she did come to have supper with him.

It's just that when the meal was about to end, Mu Xizhou's mobile phone on the left vibrated, and the caller ID was Huo Nuan.

Mu Xizhou glanced at the caller ID very faintly, and said to Zhan Nansheng who was sitting on his left: "Pick it up."

At 55 in the morning, a single woman in the dead of night calls a married man, and she can imagine that their relationship is extraordinary just from the words.

But Zhan Nansheng didn't seem to respond to this, and after putting down his chopsticks, he really helped Mu Xizhou connect the phone.

The phone was connected, and soon came the faint but gentle voice of the woman on the other end of the phone, "I just got off the night shift, and I learned from Jianghuai that you are not in the capital for a business trip."

A month ago, in order to make Zhan Nansheng jealous, Mu Xizhou arranged Huo Nuan to live in the Hongye Mansion, claiming that it was for the convenience of practicing medicine and the treatment of Mu Xizhou's cirrhosis.

Ever since Huo Nuan was arranged to live in the Hongye Mansion, her commute to and from get off work was always picked up by Jianghuai.

Tonight is Huo Nuan's night shift, and Mu Xizhou knows it.

After Huo Nuan's voice fell, he gave a low hum and said, "Go back and rest early."

After the woman on the other end of the phone hummed, she was hesitant to speak: "...You... It's your birthday today, don't forget to eat longevity noodles."

The noodles in Mu Xizhou's bowl had already been eaten, so he put down his chopsticks at this moment, his thin lips raised slightly,
"Eat." After a pause, he spoke with interest, "Every year you give me a birthday present, will there be any surprises this year?"

As soon as these words came out, Huo Nuan's heartstrings on the other end of the phone seemed to be fiddled with, and his heart palpitations continued.

However, she is a well-known socialite in the capital, so high above her, even if her heart flutters, she can't show it.

She smiled faintly, and said: "I give it every year, and I get returned every year. I also want to lose face, and I am not prepared this year."

"I need a watch."

When Mu Xizhou said this, Zhan Nansheng grabbed his wrist and sat on his lap when he was about to get up and walk away from him.

He surrounded her between his body and the dining table, but his tone was gentle and ambiguous with the woman on the other end of the phone, "When I get back from a business trip, prepare it for me."

Huo Nuan actually prepared a birthday present for Mu Xizhou.

Even though Mu Xizhou would refuse, she has prepared every year for more than ten years, and this year is no exception.

She said: "Last year I gave you a wrist watch. If you don't mind the old style, I'll give you that." After a pause, "Actually, I prepared a belt for you this year. I asked a famous teacher to make it myself. I did it. Otherwise, I will give you a piece when you come back."

Mu Xizhou said yes, chatted with Huo Nuan for a few more words about daily life, and then hung up.

After hanging up the phone, he swept the tableware on the dining table, pressed Zhan Nansheng on top, and approached with his head bowed.

"What birthday present did you prepare for me? Or did you never remember what day it is today?"

To be honest, Zhan Nansheng doesn't even have her own birthday. Recently, the pace of filming is so fast that she is so busy that she doesn't have enough time to sleep. She doesn't even know what day of the week it is. She still remembers Mu Xizhou's birthday.

Her eyes are magnanimous, and her voice is also:

"Yes. I have been filming big night scenes for more than ten days in a row. I don't even know what day of the week it is. How can I remember your birthday? Besides..." After a pause, "Besides, you didn't celebrate my birthday either. "

Mu Xizhou pinched her jaw, forcing her lips to open slightly, unable to close.

His thin lips turned cold, and he said, "What if I want a birthday present right now?"

Zhan Nansheng opened the hand that was pinching his chin, and finally he couldn't bear the anger, "Are you bad?"

"Not bad." Mu Xizhou's eyes were a little red, and his eyes fell on Zhan Nansheng's half-open nightgown, "But, I just want it from you now." After a pause, "I want it, you have to give it to me." .”

Zhan Nansheng noticed that his eyes became anxious, and realized that their posture at this time was very...

She bent her legs, intending to push Mu Xizhou away, but the movement of her legs made it more convenient for the already ambitious man.

Just on this extremely finely crafted dining table, without any warmth or comfort, Mu Xizhou vented all the anger accumulated over the past month on Zhan Nansheng.

As time went on, the rickety crystal ceiling became a bit blurred.

Zhan Nansheng tried hard to see the ceiling light clearly, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see it clearly. It was like her chaotic situation, as if she was in deep pain, but her senses were replaced by another novel world.

After a long time, Zhan Nansheng fell into a deep sleep after a hearty breakup.

There were still wet tears in the corners of her eyes, water droplets were still hanging on her curled eyelashes, and there were small patches of darkness under her pillow.

Mu Xizhou's eyes darkened, thinking of those pleadings she had made out of tune before.

Does he feel bad?

Seems to be.

However, if he let her go as she wished, he would hurt even more.

There are also levels of pain.

He didn't want to be in more pain, so he had to let her suffer along with him and share his pain.

The next day, after Zhan Nansheng woke up, Mu Xizhou had long since disappeared.

But she kept a dated photo on her bedside table.

The man in the photo has a shaved head and a profile shot. You can vaguely see a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a fishing net in his hand. He is standing in the beach as if he is about to go out to sea...

Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly in the photo, but it was just a profile, Zhan Nansheng could be sure that the man in the photo was her elder brother Zhan Changsheng.

Her gaze was fixed on the shooting date on the photo, which was confirmed to be a week ago, and her heart surged to the extreme.

She hugged the photo like this, and looked at it quietly for a long time, until the phone rang, and she came back to her senses.

Zhan Nansheng took out the phone from the drawer of the bedside table, looked at the caller ID on the phone screen, and connected the call without any hesitation.

Because she was bullied too hard by Mu Xizhou last night, she cried and yelled, her voice hoarse, "Mu Xizhou..."

The man didn't even let her finish her sentence, saying:

"Don't try to find Zhan Changsheng through other means, especially through Mo Ruyuan's forces, otherwise I can make him disappear completely, do you believe it?"

Zhan Nansheng rolled his throat, and said as calmly as possible: "I believe it."