After the wealthy divorced

Pei Yu went downstairs with a gloomy expression. Not surprisingly, he saw Han Jianian standing in the living room with three policemen chasing him with an anxious expression on his face.

"Where's Brother Wen? Where did you hide Brother Wen?" The eyes fixed on him were burning.

Pei Yu smiled instead of anger: "Mr. Han, you rushed into my house with the police in the middle of the night, and now you are asking where my wife is, isn't it appropriate? And you..."

Pei Yu glanced at the policeman coldly, and the two policemen behind were shocked by his stern and coercive power. The policeman standing in front cleared his cough and insisted: "Mr. Pei, according to Mr. Han, your wife is following You negotiated to go through the divorce procedures, your wife proposed divorce, but you objected and forcibly took him away, now his personal safety is threatened, we have to confirm his safety, and please cooperate with Mr. Pei."

Pei Yu wanted to order the servants to call his wife down, but when the words came to his lips, it became: "Nan-shu-, come down."

Pei Yu turned his head and shouted upstairs, his provocative eyes skipping over Han Jianian, in this family, only he has the right to call that, don't even think about others.

There was no one on the long stairs. When Pei Yu frowned and was about to call out for the second time, a figure slowly stepped out of the shadows at the corner.

Pei Yu slightly raised the corners of his lips without even noticing that Wen Nanshu would still listen to him.

Wen Nanshu's hands were dangling on the handrail of the stairs, and he went downstairs slowly step by step. The moist texture of mahogany seemed to have barbs of poison ivy. Looking back from the corner of Wen Nanshu's eyes, the long The armrest was covered with his endless dragging blood.

Wen Nanshu's footsteps were very light, and he seemed to be unsteady on the stairs.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Pei Yu wanted to go up to help him, but Han Jianian, who was rushing past him faster, took the lead. Pei Yu had to stop halfway, and stopped Han Jianian first: "He is my wife."

Han Jianian glared at him angrily; "It will be gone soon!"

When the two of them competed, neither of them caught up. Wen Nanshu had already arrived downstairs, and Pei Yu habitually stretched out his palm towards him, waiting for him to catch him: "Come on, let me introduce you..."

Pei Yu was startled, his hands froze in mid-air.Wen Nanshu lowered his head, as if he didn't hear his words at all, and walked straight past him, even though his every step was as slow as a ben that couldn't turn, he didn't stop at the beat of a drum.

The policeman looked at him in a trance: "Mr. Wen, are you okay? Do you want us to help you separate from this gentleman for a while?"

"What sir!"

Pei Yu again did not expect that Wen Nanshu would nod and agree to go with the police.

"Wen Nanshu, do you want to go with them?" Pei Yu's tone was unbelievably anxious, he couldn't care less about anything, and the violent rage in his heart told him that he must not let Wen Nanshu leave tonight.

"Mr. Pei, you don't want to be like this...you're obstructing the official business...!" The leader of the police first tried to stop him.

"Get your hands off his shoulders! Who is your fucking boss who dares to challenge me?" Pei Yu was furious at the policeman's hand on Wen Nanshu's shoulder, and he fended off the little policeman. I can't stand Wen Nanshu turning his back to him so strangely.

"That's enough! Let go, what right do you have to keep him?" Han Jianian stepped forward with his long legs, and the aura that exploded all over his body was completely different from what he used to look like when he was laughing. He further tightened his grip on Pei Yu's arm to prevent him from moving forward. half point:

"Wen Nanshu is going to divorce you. I think Mr. Pei has a big family and a big business. There will be no shortage of people around him. He won't even let go of a person who doesn't share half of your property, right?"

Pei Yu's gaze was always firmly locked on Wen Nanshu in front of him, the room was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder, the police, Han Jianian, everyone was targeting him, but Wen Nanshu turned his back on him and remained indifferent?Does he ignore him?This thought made his heart feel like a hole was suddenly torn open by the sharp claws of a beast, and the cold wind was poured into it with howls.

"Eligibility? Why should I let him go?"

"What he wears and uses from head to toe, which one is not given by my Pei family? He just doesn't share my money? Why don't you have to pay these back before leaving? Is this reason enough to qualify? Today you No one can take him away!"

"You...!!" The straw that Pei Yu grabbed hastily turned into a humiliating knife point, and Han Jianian, who had seen Wen Nanshu's poverty and suffering with his own eyes these days, turned red-eyed.

Han Jianian tore away the little policeman who stopped him, rushed forward and grabbed Pei Yu's collar with astonishing strength:

"Are you qualified? The suit you're wearing isn't cheap, right? But do you know the one he's wearing? The coat he's wearing to keep out the cold doesn't even cost 200 yuan! Mr. Pei, you look so loud Have you ever said that there are less than 200 yuan coats that can be worn on people in winter?! This is what you use for your wife? A servant wears better than him! Only dare to eat after eight o’clock in the supermarket It has become a habit to discount vegetables and often shiver from the cold! Is this how Mrs. Pei is treated? You are abusing me! You have turned a blind eye to it for so many years, don’t you feel that your conscience is disturbed?!”

Pei Yu was stunned by Han Jianian's yelling,

He abused him?How can it be?

It's nonsense, the money he gave Wen Nanshu every month is enough for him to go to any high-end shopping mall without a price tag, Pei Yu wanted to argue, but Qian Wang's expression was startled, his eyes shook slightly, and he gradually climbed up. On the color of astonishment.

In order to avoid disputes, the policeman let go of his protective hand at some point, and the thin shoulders in front of him moved slightly, and Wen Nanshu still turned his back to him.

The small sound of fabric rubbing was clearly audible in the solemn and oppressive hall. His pale fingers unbuttoned his coat one by one. It was clearly a winter coat, but the weight of it falling on the floor was negligible.

When Wen Nanshu's stiff fingers were about to be lifted up one after another to take off the gray sweater, Han Jianian couldn't stand it anymore. His heart was crushed inch by inch. He held Wen Nanshu The hand of the book: "Enough...Brother Wen..., you don't need to..."

You don't need to humiliate yourself like this, you don't need to fall into despair like this.

Wen Nanshu never said a word, his eyelids were sore and hot, he closed his eyes and faced the door, his tired face was flooded by the dim street lights outside, his Adam's apple trembled.

Wen Nanshu left, and the figures of several policemen covered him in the night. Pei Yu's palms were cold, and he looked at the place where Wen Nanshu stood, a small dazzling wet spot.

Fang Ling was completely frightened by the situation just now. She hid in the restaurant and watched the chaos outside. She didn't dare to come out until the police left.

"I just said that Wen Nanshu came from a poor and humble background, so he wouldn't be a good guy. After a long time, he just pretended to be soft-tempered. He brought the man back home within a few days. If he stays The Pei family still doesn't know what scandalous things they will do. It's good to leave. It was your grandfather who forced you to marry him. Mom knew you didn't want to. If you asked Mom to choose for you, she would definitely choose a better one for you... ,"

"Mom?" Pei Yu, who was standing, cut her off, and said coldly, "I only have one mother, and she passed away when I was seven years old."

Fang Ling's face turned pale: "Ah Yu..., I'm not doing this for..."

"Wen Nanshu is the Mrs. Pei whom I nodded and agreed to marry in. Aunt Fang, don't worry too much. There is only Wen Nanshu in this family as Mrs. Pei."

Pei Yu bent down to pick up Wen Nanshu's coat that fell on the ground, thinking for some reason, "You heard it just now, I don't want him to go, if Aunt Fang still likes to gossip, I don't mind sending you away." Go back to the western suburbs, it's clean there."

With a sound of "cracking", Fang Ling's unsteady high-heeled shoes directly sprained her feet, and the face of the old servant next to her was also frightened, and she quickly supported her. Pei Yu was much taller than her, and walked past her Ling Feng who was brought up was oppressed by suffocating breath.