In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

After getting Zhang Ruoyu's answer, Mo Nanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Strict wife control?"

"This is called respect." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Mo Nanfeng.

"Respect that you hug me and drink wine every day?" Mo Nanfeng teased.

"What man doesn't drink flower wine?" Zhang Ruoyu said matter-of-factly.

Mon Nanfeng wrote lightly: "What man who drinks flower wine doesn't play with women?"

Zhang Ruoyu picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said calmly: "Okay, let's get to the point and stop using tongue twisters."

"I've been observing you for a long time." Mo Nanfeng said with narrowed eyes.

"You have a crush on me?" Zhang Ruoyu looked solemn.

Mo Nanfeng frowned slightly. She knew that Zhang Ruoyu was not only smart, but also well versed in psychological warfare.

"Your identity is the son-in-law of the Han family, a retired cook from Beimang. Maybe you have a hidden identity in Beimang and you are an amazing veteran, but you have already retired."

"As for Han Jiangxue, in the eyes of many people, she is already in a very high position, but I can tell you that this is just the starting point of her life."

"She may be satisfied with you now and it's still fresh. But one day, you won't even be able to see her back."

Mon Nanfeng drank the wine in his glass and took a deep look at Zhang Ruoyu: "One day, you will not be worthy of her."

Zhang Ruoyu took a few puffs of cigarette and thought for a long time.

Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at Mo Nanfeng: "I understand, you don't have a crush on me, you have a crush on my wife."

When Mon Nanfeng heard this, his heart couldn't help but clenched.

What's going on with this guy's brain circuit?

"But you look down on me too much." Zhang Ruoyu sneered. "My dad is the owner of the Dragon Soul Token, and my relationship in Beimang is very strong. I also have an aunt who is a powerful influencer in Yanjing City. Although we are not related by blood, she has always loved me."

Zhang Ruoyu took a deep look at Mo Nanfeng: "Why should she look down on me because of my connections? Frankly speaking, when I first received the certificate, I felt that she was trying to outdo me and take advantage of me."

Mon Nanfeng twitched the corner of his mouth.

No matter how strong her determination was, she had never seen such a shameless man.

"Mo Nanfeng, right?" Zhang Ruoyu took out his mobile phone and looked at the detailed information sent by Lu Taisui. "31 years old, the only daughter of the Northwest King? That's not possible. My father-in-law is the King of the South. How many cities does your father, the Northwest King, occupy? I'm not worthy of Mr. Han, but you are?"

"What? You actually have a fiancé?"

Zhang Ruoyu put his cell phone in his pocket, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Mon Nanfeng with a very oppressive look: "Do you want to be shameless? You are about to get married, and you are running out to drink wine and find male models? Believe it or not, I will call you. Your man?"

"Try it." Mo Nanfeng stared at Zhang Ruoyu with squinted eyes.

"Just try it."

Zhang Ruoyu took out the mobile phone in his pocket again, called an unknown number, and turned on the speakerphone.

Doodle.

Doodle.

The phone rang a few times and was answered.

"Hey."

It was a completely unfamiliar voice to Zhang Ruoyu.

But Mo Nanfeng is very familiar.

The familiar face of her suddenly changed, and she looked at Zhang Ruoyu in disbelief.

Did this bastard really hit him?

"Mo Nanfeng is your fiancée, right?" Zhang Ruoyu said lightly.

"Yes." The man said calmly.

"She ordered two male models in a Binhai nightclub, and she said she and you would do their own thing, and just now -" Zhang Ruoyu glanced sideways at Mon Nanfeng.

At this moment, Mon Nanfeng's face looked extremely ugly.

The pride and determination just now are gone.

"She also forced me to have sex with her on the leather sofa in the KTV."

"He also said her first blood is still there."

Zhang Ruoyu frowned and said calmly: "Brother, what does it mean that the first blood is still there? Is it what I think?"

There was silence on the phone.

After a long silence, the call was hung up.

Seeing this, Mon Nanfeng took a deep breath of air-conditioning.

In fact, just what Zhang Ruoyu said was disgusting and irritating, but Mon Nanfeng didn't care.

Mainly because of the atmosphere just now, which made her feel uncomfortable.

But as soon as the phone was hung up, Zhang Ruoyu called again.

Mon Nanfeng's heart was clenched again...

The call was connected again, and Zhang Ruoyu shouted in a deep voice: "Are you polite? I helped you avoid the risk of cuckoldry. You are not grateful to me and still hang up on me?"

There was still silence on the other side of the phone.

"Do you know why I have your phone number?" Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "Your fiancée told me. She said that even if I told you everything she did, you wouldn't dare to fart."

"—"

Mon Nanfeng shivered all over.

"It turns out that you really don't even dare to fart." Zhang Ruoyu said word by word.

"Discipline your fiancée well. She plays around like this every day. If she brings the disease home one day and infects it to you, she will beat her up and say that you are messing around outside and causing her misery. Can you explain clearly?"

"Are you embarrassed to make it clear?"

"These days, I have never heard a man complain that his wife fooled around and infected him with all the diseases."

"You said this is going to spread, how can you behave like a human being?"

After Zhang Ruoyu said that, he handed the phone to Mo Nanfeng, whose delicate body was trembling: "Your fiancé is looking for you."