After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Nanhuang walked around the banquet hall.

The original owner, Ye Nanhuang, was the direct daughter of Ye's Shoe Industry, but Ye's Shoe Industry was not a big company, and Bo Shen didn't like to see her. She was almost transparent, so she never appeared on such occasions. Pass.

So here, she is a stranger.

However, this new face looks innocent and harmless to humans and animals, and looks simple and kind.

A beautiful face can easily attract people's attention, and this is the case with Nanhuang now. At this moment, many disciples from famous families were secretly discussing which family the girl who appeared now was from.

Nanhuang took a few steps, and Song Chu caught up with him. He stopped Nanhuang, scratched his head stupidly, and said: "Ms. Ye...Ms. Ye."

When he just signed the gift list, he also saw Ye Nanhuang's name. Three simple words, written as pure and beautiful as she is.

Nanhuang raised his head to look at him. "What's up?"

"Miss Ye, I..." Song Chu said, "Can I ask you a favor?"

Nanhuang looked at the man and glanced at the man's neck.

There is a crescent-like scar on the side of Song Chu's neck.

Seeing this scar, Nanhuang's pupils trembled slightly. Her heart ached and she took two steps back, trying to control herself.

"Let's go aside and talk," she said repressedly.

Song Chu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he straightened up immediately, "Okay, let's find a place!"

Finding a quiet corner, Song Chu selected a few good-looking pastries and two glasses of fruit drinks.

Such a simple girl shouldn't drink. he thinks.

Nanhuang was also staring at him.

Whether it's eyebrows, nose, mouth, face shape, bone shape. None of them resembled the person in her memory.

The man in front of me doesn't look like him, and it's not him.

But when she saw the scar, she couldn't help but think of him.

Nanhuang held the straw in her mouth and drank the juice. She had calmed down and asked him smoothly: "Master, what's the matter with the scar on your neck?"

"My name is Song Chu, you can call me Song Chu."

"Ah, this." Song Chu touched his neck, and then said with a smile, "When I was young, I accidentally got it while playing with my friends. The wound was quite deep at that time, but now there is only a little mark left. "

Nanhuang nodded. "Mr. Song."

Song Chu patted his head innocently again, "Call me Mr. Song and you'll be out of sight. You can just call me by my name."

Nanhuang smiled and asked, "What kind of help does Mr. Song want me to do?"

Song Chu hesitated, and then asked in a low voice: "Miss Ye is so good at medicine, can you help me treat another person?"

Nanhuang was startled: "You may have misunderstood, I don't have any medical skills."

Song Chu shook his head and said with certainty: "No, I am sure that Miss Ye is a miracle doctor. Besides, there is no need to be embarrassed, just come with me to have a look. If it really can't be cured, there is nothing you can do."

Nanhuang's eyes glanced at his neck unconsciously. Song Chu felt that she seemed to want to see the scar on his neck, so he scratched it a little embarrassedly. "Miss Ye, did you think of someone or something when you saw this scar?"

The corners of Nanhuang's lips curved up slowly and tenderly, and she smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

Nanhuang's faint smile made Song Chu stunned. After he reacted, his face suddenly turned red: "You are so lucky to be cared about by Miss Ye like this."

happiness? Are you happy?

Nanhuang's thoughts were drawn out.

That was when she was ten years old.

As the eldest daughter of the Nan family, she is arrogant and willful in the Nan family.

In a dark little villa, scattered on the ground was a piece of chocolate that was broken all over the floor and was stepped on by the girl.

A thin young man knelt in front of her, motionless. As the master, she lost her temper wantonly.

Faced with her rage, the boy had no explanation.

She used the handle of the whip to hook the boy's chin proudly. The boy pursed his lips and was forced to raise his beautiful face to look at her.

"You forgot what I said, didn't you?!"

She pressed the mechanism, and cold, heavy chains fell out from all directions.

She was angry and angry, "Take off your shirt yourself and hang yourself up!"

The young man stood up obediently, pulled the chain and hung up his hands.

She swung the whip away, and the cold tendon whip exploded in the air, hitting the young man's thin body.

While being beaten, the girl yelled: "Remember, you belong to me alone, you can only accept my goodness!"

…

The fragmented memory disappeared in a flash, and when Nanhuang came back to his senses, he looked at the man in front of him again.

She whispered: "You are different from my old friend. The crescent mark on the back of my old friend's neck was made by me."

Song Chu was puzzled.

Nanhuang stood up and said again: "I helped you with your matter. This is my number, you can call me."

Song Chu took the business card and immediately asked: "Is WeChat a mobile phone number?"

"No." Nanhuang said calmly, "Also, my old friend is dead."

Song Chu: "..."

After Song Chu watched Nanhuang leave in a daze for a long time, he suddenly came to his senses when Xie Ziran came to look for him. Then Song Chu suddenly became very upset.

"Zi Ran, I seem to have made her angry!"

"What made her angry?" Xie Ziran asked strangely.

"You don't understand, it's just...it seems like the communication wasn't going well this time. It seemed like she mentioned something she didn't like, and they ended up on bad terms."

Xie Ziran patted him.

"I want to tell you. You said she was a miracle doctor. You must be wrong."

Song Chu looked at Xie Ziran unhappily, "You can say something bad about me, but you can never say something bad about my goddess."

"What goddess? Let me tell you, she is already married. Don't think about it."

"What? Get married?"

Xie Ziran pulled him to sit down and said, "Yes, Ye Nanhuang, did you remember anything?"

Song Chu shook his head.

Xie Ziran looked at him as if he were a fool. "Ye Nanhuang, my cousin, my cousin Ye Nanhuang!"

Song Chu's eyes lit up, "So she is your cousin. Then you can invite her out to play often in the future."

Xie Ziran hit his head hard and looked at him angrily.

"Why did you hit me?" Song Chu asked.

Xie Ziran: "Are you stupid? Whose birthday party is today? The birthday party for the old lady of the Bo family. Bo Shen's grandma! Can't you remember? Bo Shen has a shady wife, Ye Nanhuang. That's right, It’s the Ye Nanhuang you just met!”

Song Chu's pupils widened instantly, "What did you say?"

"I said, Ye Nanhuang is..."

Song Chu's face suddenly turned red and he said angrily: "How can that bitch Bo Shen bully people like this!!"