His ex-husband finally went bankrupt!

Chapter 39 Life is like a play, I have to act

Sheng Xuan was very stubborn, trying to persuade her.

Ning Lang was even more stubborn, he kept his word, and refused to let go no matter what.

Sheng Xuan was furious, and said in a bad mood: "You can't beat me now, just rely on you alone, don't try to stop me!"

Ning Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled, with excitement in his eyes.

"It's quite spacious here, pack up your things, let's have a good competition, how about it?"

She hasn't fought with him for many years. Recently, she only practiced yoga and didn't do much fighting. Her hands were already itchy.

"Don't even think about it!" Sheng Yan raised his handsome and full chin, and snorted coldly: "I don't hit women!"

especially her...

Ning Lang shrugged, taking the opportunity to grab his weakness.

"If you can't beat me, you don't want to go out."

Sheng Yan frowned, and just about to speak - he suddenly felt that his body seemed a little strange!
He twisted his neck uncomfortably, and his tall and slender body fell down on the sofa.

"I……"

Ning Lang sat across from him gracefully, taking the time to observe him.

Sheng Yan became more and more uncomfortable, and asked suspiciously, "Why do I suddenly...seem to be sick?"

"It's not sick." Ning Lang smiled slightly, and said lightly, "You are poisoned."

Shrimp? !Poisoned?

Sheng Yan was taken aback. She didn't know how this kind of words that only existed in fantasy novels came out of her mouth.

He did nothing, took no poison.

Suddenly, he thought of the scene where she was eager to pick up some "licorice" for him just now, and his mind came to his mind...

Oops!Could it be something tricky hidden there?

"That's right." Ning Lang didn't intend to hide it from him, and explained: "It's the licorice from just now. Licorice is a medicine, and it's not poisonous. But it is incompatible with pork, and mixing the two will make people feel poisonous."

Sheng Yan lay flat on the sofa, feeling chest tightness and dizziness, and every part of his body seemed to be uncomfortable.

He turned his head and glared at her angrily.

"You...you fucking go too far!"

Ning Lang took out his phone and leisurely checked the news and Weibo.

If it's too much, it's too much, anyway, she didn't intend to make him feel better.

One shouldn't be merciful to those who don't listen to persuasion.

Sheng Yan was so angry that he took out his phone to make a call - but was quickly taken away!

Ning Lang calmly put away his mobile phone, and explained: "Ten minutes later, there is another scene to be staged. You are the protagonist. First, carefully prepare the script and cultivate some feeling of being involved in the play."

"What do you want to do again?!" Sheng Yan shouted violently, "Hasn't the traitor already watched the drama? What?! After watching the drama of dying and struggling at noon, you still want to watch the tragic drama of crying souls in the coffin?!"

"You have to act well." Ning Lang chuckled: "Life is like a play, and you should also learn the necessary skills for being a good play anytime, anywhere."

He has a straight temper and a straight temper. He says what he has and does what he thinks.

Being bold and honest is a good quality, but not knowing how to confuse with hypocritical, treacherous and cunning people is his most fatal shortcoming.

He is simply the best example of the saying that people's greatest strengths are often also their greatest weaknesses.

Sheng Yan rolled his eyes and panted loudly: "I've lost face with them a long time ago, what's there to pretend for! I lied to them just now, and it's enough to let them relax their vigilance! It's time to kill them and beat them up!" Damn!"

A man should be aboveboard, he hates hypocrisy and posturing the most.

Ning Lang's pretty face sank, and he snorted coldly: "Sheng Ju can wear a mask and sing big plays before you were born, pampering you and wishing you could be a playboy for a lifetime. If he can perform a play for more than 20 years and still not end, that's also true." His skill."

(End of this chapter)