Live a Good Life with the Villain Husband [Transmigration Book]

Gu Nansong let go of his hand, and saw that the pale wrist was squeezed into a frightening bruise.

Raising his hand to wipe his mouth, the stained blood was smudged red.

Gu Nansong lowered his eyes, calmed down from the rage, got up without saying a word, and then left the room without looking back. Yi Hanchen was in pain all over his body, and his limbs could not move. The pain was also hard for him to ignore, and the severe pain in his mind, which was more like being cut by a knife, made him unable to think about anything else at this time.

Outside the door, Gu Nansong stood at the door in a daze for a while.

Then he kicked open the door cursingly and walked back.

After dragging the very good quality wheelchair with only a few more scratches, Gu Nansong bent down and roughly grabbed Yi Hanchen's arm and lifted it up. Yi Hanchen turned his head to look at him. Looking gloomy, with obvious anger and dissatisfaction in his eyes, Gu Nansong put the man in the wheelchair without any effort, turned around and walked out of the room again.

This time he went downstairs directly, and Zhang Yunxiang and Zheng Ting, who were full of panic, rushed up to greet him.

But when he saw the distressed appearance of the young man in front of him, he was stuck in his mouth full of inquiries.

The white T on the upper body was already tattered. Gu Nansong took it off and threw it directly into the trash can. Without the cover of the clothes, the red, swollen and purple marks on his body were even more shocking. His movements can be seen violently pulling the clothes on the sofa. When I put it on, I didn't drill in the right direction, and got stuck in the sleeve hole. After pulling for a long time, I couldn't get out.

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Zhang Yunxiang leaned forward tremblingly and helped him adjust his position.

Gu Nansong continued to cover the top with dark clouds. After getting dressed, he walked towards the door in silence.

Seeing that he was about to go out, Zhang Yunxiang couldn't help asking: "Young Master, why..."

"He has a fart!" Before he finished speaking, Gu Nansong turned around with a stern look and blew his hair first: "He is very good!"

Zhang Yunxiang was dumbfounded: "..."

It seems that Gu Nansong is the one who has something to do!

Gu Nansong actually yelled at him!Usually, even when he was swearing, he never saw him so loudly!

What happened to the two of them in the room?What did the young master of his family do to make Gu Nansong scold him with his usual husband's anger.

"Be kind and considerate, if I care about him again, I'll take his surname!"

Zhang Yunxiang held back the complaints he was about to export.

——To a certain extent, you really have nothing wrong with his surname.

But looking at Gu Nansong's angry red eyes, he still couldn't help asking worriedly: "Are you okay..."

The answer to him was a "bang" from the door, and he ran to open the door to look for it. Gu Nansong had already run up the stairs. The valley was foggy in the morning, and he could not be seen for a while. Zhang Yunxiang Turning his head and looking at Zheng Ting, the quarrel between the husband and wife really made them, the onlookers, at a loss.

Zhang Yunxiang: "I'm going to find Young Master Gu? It's too abnormal, I'm a little worried..."

Zheng Ting looked back at the second floor, very distressed: "What about the young master?"

That's what Gu Nansong said, there may be a commotion almost comparable to the collapse of a house in an earthquake, neither of them believes that Yi Hanchen will be fine, and they will go up to check the situation. If Yi Hanchen, who is easily appeased by Gu Nansong, is stimulated to explode, then the two of them will probably be able to die and apologize!

And as long as they dared to see, who could get within three meters of Yi Hanchen's body?If something really happened to Yi Hanchen, would they be able to move it or speak out to persuade him? Only Gu Nansong has the ability to not only step on dangerous areas, but also make close contact with Yi Hanchen. Han Shen made the arrangements clearly.

Zhang Yunxiang pulled a sad face.

For the first time now, he deeply realized that Gu Nansong and Yi Hanchen were a match made in heaven!

From today onwards, he will resolutely safeguard Hansong CP unwaveringly!

"Is this really an earthquake?!"

When the two turned their heads, Huo Zhai, who hadn't put on his clothes yet and was missing a slipper, was standing at the door, looking in shock at the chaos in the room. The couple was fighting on it, although they didn't know what happened. What, but the downstairs also seemed to have experienced a wave of typhoon passing through. Zhang Yunxiang recalled the scene of the table collapsing and the sofa shifting, and couldn't help shivering. God knows how he and Zheng Ting survived trembling.

"Where's Songsong?!" Huo Zhai looked around for a good friend.

"It was really loud just now! I could even hear the sound of glass exploding!"

"Is everyone okay? I just looked down from above, and the balcony is full of broken glass."

Zhang Yunxiang had a headache: "It's a long story...but now the upstairs is my young master, Gu Shao just went out there."

"You may not believe it when you say it. The couple had a very intense exchange early in the morning."

Huo Zhai thought about it for a second, but before he blushed.

Zhang Yunxiang raised his hand and patted Huo Zhai's shoulder: "As Young Master Gu's good friend...brother, the important task of saving a marriage that is about to collapse is entrusted to you."

Huo Zhai's expression twisted: "..."

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Gu Nansong didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do, but he just walked forward in a dull manner. There was a cool breeze blowing in the valley in the morning. He was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt and big pants, and was blown by the wind like this. Goosebumps appeared on his skin from the cold, and he shivered, his feverish brain gradually cooling down.

A bench can be seen ahead.

The young man who was exhausted physically and mentally walked over, sat on it and looked into the distance quietly thinking about life.

The mountain is called Baoyu Mountain, and the lake is naturally called Cuiyu Lake.

There was a faint mist on the ripples that emerged, and the surrounding was quiet and silent. Gu Nansong was a little lost in his eyes.

A picture suddenly flashed in my mind.

By the lake, on the bench, the boy shrouded in despair, and the distorted face under the waves, Gu Nansong calmly retracted his gaze into the distance, stood up, took a few steps forward, stood on the edge of the embankment and went down Look, there is darkness under the water, and nothing can be seen clearly.

The sun gradually rose, and the surrounding white mist not only did not dissipate, but also became thicker.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood?" An inquiry full of worry and curiosity came from behind.

Gu Nansong replied indifferently without turning his head: "Yes, so I am very likely to send you away on the spot now."

"Don't, let's sit down and have a good chat. Maybe someone will talk about his mood for a while."

The young man looked down at the water, as if thinking.

The figure on the bench behind him smiled softly. It was a very gentle voice, as if he was treating a child who was making trouble. He had enough patience and indulgence: "You don't have to bear it yourself. Look, there are only you and me in this place. I'm also just a ghost who hasn't talked to anyone here for a long time, just take it as a chat with me."

Gu Nansong could hear the expectation in his tone.

But he's never been one to respond to other people's expectations.

He turned around, his eyes were dark and inquiring.

"Come on." The figure lightly patted the place next to him: "Tell me about it, maybe I can give you some advice from someone who has been here to deal with the problem."

Gu Nansong stared at the person for a while, but said: "Your voice is a little familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere."

The figure was a little dazed, then smiled: "Really?"

Gu Nansong approached and stood in front of the figure.

The ghost wrapped in black yin is an ordinary middle-aged man, about 40 years old, he is an uncle who is thrown into the crowd and grabs a lot, it is difficult to make a special impression. He looked up and looked at Gu Nansong With this, a sharp contrast in the aura is formed, one is flamboyant and the other is restrained, and the other is dynamic and peaceful.

The slightly lowered corners of the eyes, the slightly raised thin lips, the uncle's whole body is written all over harmless.

Gu Nansong didn't find anything wrong, and sat on the other side of the bench after looking away.

"Come on, talk about something?"

The uncle looked at him with a smile: "Let's talk about the things that bother you."

Gu Nansong frowned slightly: "I have so many things to worry about, I can probably talk about it for a day."

"Then tell me what worries you the most." The uncle guessed: "At your age, the most common problems are either academic problems or emotional problems, but I think it should be emotional problems that can make you so sullen all by yourself. "

"Hmm." Gu Nansong was noncommittal.

"What? Did you quarrel?"

Gu Nansong snorted angrily: "Not only was there a quarrel, but also a fight!"

The uncle's expression was somewhat shocked: "...Hey, it's normal to have conflicts, don't do anything if you get angry."

"No way." Gu Nansong shook his head helplessly: "With his temper, if I can talk, why should I do it!"

The uncle was silent for a moment.

"Have a bad temper?"

Gu Nansong glared: "Unprecedentedly bad, the whole day is cloudy and uncertain, and he doesn't have a good face to anyone. He loses his temper for no reason. It's a trivial matter to lose his temper and smash things. If he is really angry, he will Hurt."

"Heh!" The uncle gasped, he really couldn't imagine what kind of tigress this is: "When looking for a wife, you still have to find a gentle one. Even if you are not gentle, you have to be reasonable, otherwise you will be the one who suffers." .”

"That's not true." Gu Nansong's face was full of bitterness: "My heart is bitter."

The uncle looked at the eyes full of deep sympathy. He was silent for a moment, and persuaded as if empathizing with himself: "Then let's split up. You are still young, and you can always meet better ones."

But Gu Nansong sighed again: "We're all married, so we can divide up if we can say it."

"You are actually married!" The uncle was surprised: "Then you can also get a divorce... You can't have such an unreasonable and bad-tempered wife! If you can beat you this time, maybe next time you will be stabbed with a knife!"

"Well..." Gu Nansong murmured, and said helplessly: "But thinking about it, it's not his fault. Every time I provoke him to lose his temper, this time he didn't mean it. He moved his hands."

The uncle still disagreed: "That also shows that the two of you have different personalities."

Gu Nansong shook his head: "It's a good match. He talks less and I talk more. He likes to be quiet and I like to move. He has a cold face and I like to smile... This is not very complementary."

Uncle: "You are not complementary, or you are simply hot, water and fire are incompatible."

This sharp remark hit people very hard, and the young people were visibly depressed.

"Yeah, every time it feels like a hot face sticking to his cold ass, kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, it's fine if you don't say thank you, and you still yell at me, stare at me, and tell me to go away..."

"Listen to uncle." The uncle's face was full of vicissitudes, looking at Gu Nansong as if he was looking at himself again, and said earnestly: "That's it, don't you keep the top seven?"

"Young man, feelings are two-way. A marriage where only one person contributes will not last long."

"Why do you let yourself live so hard, get divorced if you get divorced, and the next one will be better."