After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Ye Jinglan was stunned.

Nian Zhi, a woman, does not occupy even one tenth of her thoughts.

After 5 years of marriage, they would not meet more than 5 times. His impression of her seemed to only stay on the day of their wedding.

This time when she came back, if it weren't for Song Wenjing's particularly ambiguous provocation, he wouldn't have been able to stop looking at her.

Therefore, he never knew about the little kitten that had always been hiding in the corner of Ye's house.

It turns out... it's a cat with hidden claws.

It's really interesting. She plays the drama of opening her mouth and shutting up to get divorced and burning bridges very smoothly.

"What kind of status do you think she is?" Ye Jinglan raised his long eyebrows and snorted disdainfully, "Nian Zhi, you take yourself seriously now, and you have learned to refute me and question me, right? Still want to? Divorce, after using our Ye family, you want to hand it over and kick it away? Why, how many benefits did Song Wenjing promise you? "

"You are sick."

Nian Zhi answered the words forcefully, raised his neck in a neither humble nor condescending manner, and imitated his manner and sneered, "Young Master Ye has such a noble status, how can a woman like me, who married you for money, have the right to question you? I just hope that Master Ye, even if you don’t give me any face, please give yourself some face. You are overbearing and only allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps. I have no objection, but please don’t shoot yourself in the foot. ! Also, Song Wenjing is always involved, are you a person who is used to doing dirty things, and also think that others are the same as you and must be hugged to live a good life? "

In other words-

You, the good-for-nothing young master.

Ye Jinglan was not stupid when she said something like a gun and a stick. How could he not hear that she was just scolding herself?

His face darkened, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her wrist, "Nian Zhi, who do you think you are? Do you dare to scold me?"

Nian Zhi's wrist stung from his strong squeeze. This damn man, did he want to crush his hand bones?

She struggled hard, "You took the seat yourself, and you still blame me for setting up a stool for you?!"

"You, please let me go! Ye Jinglan, you're hurting me... Let me go, do you hear me?"

…………

"Let her go."

A deep male voice suddenly penetrated, and the strength on her wrist suddenly loosened. Nian Zhi was struggling fiercely, but unexpectedly, the strength that was originally holding her suddenly loosened. She leaned back due to inertia, staggered and almost fell. .

Song Wenjing quickly grasped her slender waist, pulled her whole body towards her, and stabilized her body.

He was still holding Ye Jinglan's hand with one hand, but hugging Nian Zhi with the other.

Such a posture seemed very ambiguous, and of course when it appeared in Ye Jinglan's eyes, it seemed even more dazzling——

No man can watch his wife being held in the arms of another man and remain indifferent. Even if the man has no feelings for his wife, he will subconsciously think that this woman belongs to him.

What's more, this man is Song Wenjing!

All of Ye Jinglan's anger was written on that evil handsome face. Because of his anger, his temples jumped and his facial expression was a little distorted.

"Song Wenjing, if you don't want to die, let me go immediately!"

Nian Zhi suddenly reacted, jumped out of Song Wenjing's arms with a strange look on his face, stood a few steps away, and kept a distance from him.

Of course she wasn't really afraid that Ye Jinglan would be angry, she just didn't want to cause any bad effects. After all, the people standing here now were all too special.

Ye Jinglan's fiery temperament, if she really gets involved with Song Wenjing, and it has something to do with herself, then her life in the Ye family will be even more difficult.

The delicate body on the wrist couldn't wait to leave, and Song Wenjing's fingers that were frozen in mid-air moved slightly.

He pushed Ye Jinglan away, and his seemingly steady force made Ye Jinglan's tall body shake.

Song Wenjing put her hands into her trousers pockets with an elegant gesture, "You want to take action? Then you'd better call the magazines that will publish reports on your injury tomorrow."

"Song Wenjing, you..."

"Jinglan."

Ye Jinglan was provoked and was about to pounce when a soft female voice suddenly came from behind him.