After the wealthy divorced

The old servant supported the dizzy madam and quickly sat down on the sofa, "Madam, the young master has already left."

Fang Ling took a deep breath in an instant and came back to life: "He has really grown up! Did you hear what he said to me? He actually wants to send me away. He was only a three-year-old child when I was with his father. How dare you treat me now..."

Fang Ling felt that something was wrong while talking, so she simply dropped the sentence and said in a low voice, "Have you completed the contract for the store you bought for Zhigang?"

Fang Zhigang is her natal brother, a jobless vagrant who has no education or skills. In recent years, he has become worth tens of millions thanks to Fang Ling's "help".

"It's done, don't worry, madam."

"It's fine as long as it's done, and save the old lady from showing me some embarrassment," Fang Ling took a sip of tea, speaking naturally of her patriarchal mother who was raised in her hometown.

"Madam married into Pei's family, I don't know how much glory has been added to the old lady's face. Even if the old lady doesn't like you anymore, doesn't she still have to rely on you everywhere?"

Fang Ling smiled complacently again, and the servant said: "It's Dongdong, that kid is clamoring to go to some kind of winter camp, to go skiing in Switzerland, Zhigang refuses to pay, and my wife will go to see him tomorrow, and I want... "

Fang Ling waved her hand: "How much is it? I'm out. Dongdong's child is the only one in our family. When he grows up, he will be arranged in Pei's company. We will still count on him for the rest of our lives, Wen Nan." How much money is left in the card, report it to Dongdong."

Dongdong's mother is the old servant's daughter. She squeezed Fang Ling's shoulders: "Enough, Dongdong's parents love to play, but fortunately, his wife loves him."

"of course."

Pei Yu originally wanted to go to find Wen Nanshu the next day, but the way Wen Nanshu left Pei's house with his back turned to him has become a recurring nightmare for him these days.

He has been used to it for so many years, he went to Wen Nanshu and waited, and now Wen Nanshu left his back to him for the first time, without nostalgia, Pei Yu never knew that his heart would be picked up by a pair of iron hooks like this.

However, a business trip to Japan got in the way, and he had to go. In the middle of the night, the partner sent two beautiful geisha in kimonos to his room. Pei Yuzheng was so annoying that he didn't even look at it, so he called He Ji Take people away.

When He Ji received the call and hurried over to pick up the person, he was a little embarrassed, only wearing a hotel bathrobe.

The geisha was taken away, and Pei Yu stood at the door raising his eyebrows, glanced at He Ji's loose belt that hadn't gotten ready in time: "He Ji, I remember, you got married three years ago, and your boyfriend is quite cute Little editor, why is this...?"

Secretary He, who has always had a rigorous style, had a red face and neck that did not fade away: "Sorry! Mr. Pei, my family has always wanted to go to Nara... I usually have little time to accompany him, so this time I will I brought him here, the air ticket and the hotel are all my private account! It will definitely not affect the work schedule! Don't worry, Mr. Pei!"

God knows how long He Ji coaxed in a low voice in the room just because he had come to Japan and couldn't spare time to play with that little ancestor.

After He Ji finished speaking, Pei Yu's expression was strange and strange, and he couldn't tell, as if he had poured a cup of freshly squeezed bitter gourd juice into his mouth and still couldn't spit it out.

"...It's very good, you are very caring."

Pei Yu patted He Ji's shoulder with complicated emotions: "I can let Feng Xue follow me when I go to their company tomorrow. She is familiar with this case from beginning to end. Let you have an afternoon off. It's fun."

He Ji looked at Pei Yu in shock, "...Mr. Pei?"

Pei Yu couldn't sleep these days, so he simply smoked a cigarette from his pocket, and picked out another one to signal He Ji, who quickly waved his hand, "Thank you Mr. Pei, no, I have to go back later."

Yes, I was fed another mouthful of dog food.

He Ji stood like pins and needles in his bathrobe. What happened to Mr. Pei today? First, he pushed the women who came to the door. They all had big breasts and round buttocks, not like Mr. Pei pushed the door.And he felt inexplicably that Mr. Pei seemed to be in a low mood recently.

In short, it's just that I can't get excited about messing around.

Could it be because...?

He Ji coughed, and tentatively said: "...Mr. Pei, is it because the wife's emotions haven't been dealt with yet?"

Pei Yu puffed out dully, "It would be great if he really only had a tantrum."

But he is now in a different place, helpless.

He Ji didn't know what to answer, and Pei Yu could see that his silence was hesitant, "Are you trying to say that I played too much outside these years? He should divorce me too?"

"Don't dare! Mr. Pei..." He Ji closed his eyes in his heart, and said against his conscience: "The main reason is that they don't have eyes and insist on getting close to them, and they dare to find their wives. Don't worry, Mr. Pei, don't worry about these things in the future. It will definitely be dealt with…”

"All right, all right," Pei Yu couldn't bear to listen to his official words, so he waved his hand to stop,

"By the way, go and find out the background of Han Jianian, the owner of Wen Nanshu's pet shop."

"Yes, Mr. Pei."

"What about that one from your family?" Pei Yu suddenly asked, touching the butt of a cigarette that was about to be extinguished with his thumb: "Don't be nervous, just ask, what would happen if your one found out that you slept with someone else?"

Will the consequences of other people's family be serious enough to divorce?No way, let’s ask how ordinary people coax people.

Who knew that when Pei Yu looked up, he saw that He Ji's face was purple like a sweet potato: "...Mr. Pei, to be honest, there is a high probability that I will die."

A spark flashed, and Pei Yu's shock disappeared.

"Brother Wen! Put it on quickly!"

On the side of the road in the early morning, the weather ushered in the first wave of warming up. Han Jianian chased after him. Because the distance to the pet store was very short, they stopped driving altogether. Han Jianian held a white woolen hat in his hand.

"...I don't want to...", Wen Nanshu looked at a huge fluffy and soft fox fur ball shaking his head in the wind, unable to break through the psychological defense line: "...this girl only wears it."

"What kind of girl wears it?" Han Jianian immediately pointed to the black hat of the same style on his head, and the ball of wool was buttoned on his young and handsome face, which was cute and trendy: "I don't have it too, this is the new season, definitely a men's style! You choose the white color, so hurry up and put it on, otherwise the chilblains on your ears won’t heal!”

Wen Nanshu still didn't want it: "I've applied the medicine, and I'll be fine soon..."

"Am I a doctor or are you a doctor?" Han Jianian glared at him.

Wen Nanshu felt that Han Jianian had become more and more fierce since he came back from Pei's house that day. He was still as cute and cute as before, so he whispered, "But you are a veterinarian..."

"Wow Brother Wen, so you are waiting for me here! You underestimate the veterinarian, don't you?!" Han Jianian said like an angry super-large dog, about to rush up to catch him.

Wen Nanshu knew he was joking, but for a moment he avoided noticing an electric car jumping out from the side of the road.

"Brother Wen!"

Wen Nanshu couldn't dodge all of a sudden, and was slammed into the side of his waist by the handle of the electric car that was not slow. He lost his balance due to the force of the impact. Before he fell to the ground, he fell to the ground with the feeling of being held by someone around the waist .

He fell on someone, and Han Jianian fell to the ground.

"Brother Wen! How are you?! Did you feel any pain from the fall? Did you hit the wound?" Han Jianian looked flustered and was anxious to check the incision on his abdomen. He was protected quickly, at most it was the pain point of the fall. His hand was about to reach into his clothes, Wen Nanshu hurriedly held down his excessive behavior: "...I'm fine!...This is on the road!"

It was only then that Han Jianian came to his senses, "...It's fine, it's all my fault for making trouble with you,"

Han Jianian helped Wen Nanshu up, checked his whole body again, and then went to help the electric car that fell down, "This is a sidewalk and you still drive so fast! Fortunately, you are fine, if something happens, let me let you go!"

The driver was a young man delivering food, and he knew that he was paying attention to the mobile phone order instead of looking at the road, so he apologized repeatedly.

"You're injured!" Wen Nanshu exclaimed, seeing the blood-red scratches on the back of Han Jianian's hand, and turning his sleeve over his wrist, there was blood all over his wrist, rubbing a lot of dust and gravel into his flesh.

The takeaway boy panicked when he saw such a scary bloody face, and then remembered the cruel words of the young man just now, who knew that Han Jianian just tried to turn his wrist: "Let's go, let's drive slowly next time, and watch carefully." people!"

The delivery man felt that he had received a pardon, apologized again and disappeared quickly pushing the electric car.

"Why did you let him go? It's so serious, you have to go to the hospital!" Wen Nanshu grabbed his hand.

"It's not serious. The bones are fine. It's just that it looks more serious. When I go back to the store and debride the wounds, there may be only a few wounds."

Wen Nanshu frowned tightly, and it didn't look like there were only a few wounds, "No, I have to go to the hospital to bandage and see if I need an injection."

With that said, Wen Nanshu ran two steps directly and stopped a taxi on the road.

In the car, Wen Nanshu took a clean tissue and carefully wiped the bloody wound on the back of Han Jianian's hand. The joints were especially scary, and suddenly he heard rustling above his head.

"why are you laughing?"

The paper towel in Wen Nanshu's hand was covered with blood, and he put on the air of a senior and scolded him: "It makes you impulsive, doesn't it hurt? Still laughing."

"It's not impulsive!" Han Jianian corrected immediately: "I just want to protect you!"

Wen Nanshu slammed the tissue on the blood-stained joints.

Han Jianian cleared his throat, worried that his Brother Wen would be buried in his chest, so close, his face flushed, "...Anyway, it's just..., I can't help laughing..."