Wife Can’t Escape

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Chapter 24

Song Heqing still has something to do, and did not stay too much, and asked Song Fan to give Song Luan a lot of money before leaving.

Song Luan sat down in the elegant room and sat down before going downstairs. She bought a lot of things on the street in one breath, and returned to her house when she was in a good mood.

When he returned to the hospital, he looked at Zhao Nanyu standing under the covered bridge from afar. He stood quietly with his hands on his back, as if waiting for her. The man smiled at her slightly and said softly, "I'm back."

"Well." After a long pause, she said, "I bought you a gift."

Zhao Nanyu was stunned for a moment, and did not expect that she still has her share of the so many things she bought today. The smile in the corner of his eyes was deep, and she politely and politely thanked her.

Song Luan also intentionally bought him a jade crown. Anyway, it’s not wrong to be good to the male host. In fact, she didn’t just buy things for him alone, but also knew his brother, even Zhao Zhao’s. After falling, Uncle Xiao is a teacher who knows brothers after all. Although they don't like each other very much, they are not easy to treat.

Zhao Nanyu lifted her steps and walked towards her. She was determined to stand in front of her. Her tall body blocked her light, and her hair fluttered in the wind. He raised his hand and brushed her hair finely, and then said warmly: "I'm going to Quzhou the day after tomorrow."

Song Luan breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the plot had not changed because of her crossing. She was happy in her heart and went to go quickly. Quickly find your hostess, Jiao Didi's little white flowers are waiting for you!

Song Luan tried to tighten his face, trying not to change his face, "Oh, good."

She raised her eyelids quietly and looked at the expression on Zhao Nanyu's face, and found that this person didn't seem to be very happy. After getting along for a few months, Song Luan got a skill to accurately see Zhao Nanyu's mood. At this time, although his face 'S smile is undiminished, but she just can see the falseness revealed in his smile.

Gee, the man's heart is in the bottom of the sea.

She didn't understand how to be unhappy again? A total of two words have only been spoken since her return, which should not be the case.

Zhao Nanyu's eyes stayed on her face and looked at her expression meticulously. It was a pity that she couldn't see her disappointment or worry from her look. The arc of his lips gradually fell back, and his smile dropped by three. At this moment, it is very clear that Song Luan does not care about his way.

This perception made Zhao Nanyu feel very uncomfortable, his eyes darkened, the edge of his eyes hidden under his eyes, the five fingers under his sleeves curled up slightly, he had one sentence to say, he wanted her to go to Quzhou together.

This time I went back and forth to Quzhou for about half a month. The days were not long, but this time Zhao Nanyu just wanted to take her.

Song Luan was thumped by the heart she saw. She was about to speak. The man in front of her turned and entered the room, as if she didn't want to take care of her.

The two stayed silently in a room, and no one spoke actively. Zhao Nanyu was holding a book in front of the window. The jaw line was tight, the beautiful facial features were slightly harsh, and the whole body was also cold. .

Song Luan sat far away from him, sat cross-legged on the soft slump, dismantled the things he had just bought, and carefully divided them.

Zhao Nanyu's Yu Guang silently watched her movements, her thin lips curled into a straight line, and her expression gradually became colder.

She is really heartless.

Song Luan went out to play the word "luxury" to the fullest. When she returned to her family, Aunt Lin gave her a lot of money, and Song Heqing gave her a pair of silver, so she didn't lack money at all. I bought it as long as she liked it.

She placed the jewelry and clothes she bought for herself in the cabinet properly. After hesitating for a while, she found the jade crown to be delivered to Zhao Nanyu and put it in her palm for a long time. Pull back and forth between.

Song Luan's eyes secretly looked at him, and found that Zhao Nanyu's face was quite cold, seeming to be even more unhappy than before. The air pressure in the bedroom was extremely low. She sighed and chose to continue sitting, waiting for Zhao Nanyu's face to look better. past.

She picked up the book from the bookshelf and looked at it. The content on it was complicated and long. After a while, her little head couldn't help but go down, lethargic.

Zhao Nanyu put down the book in his hand and silently took her movement into her eyes. The frost and snow between her eyebrows gradually melted, and his face was not as heavy as before.

He remembered that Song Luan couldn’t even recognize a few words. He had also heard that she refused to study hard when she was a child. Her school was a mess, and she often died of teacher anger. She was married for four years. Zhao Nanyu had never seen her read the book, and she took it this time. The book is also pretending to be, and almost two pages before turning to sleep.

With a bang, Song Luan's forehead knocked on the table, the pain made her sober, and her sleep fell away. She rubbed her forehead and subconsciously looked over Zhao Nanyu. The man lowered his head as if he didn't see the movement on her side.

Song Luan got out of bed, clutching the jade crown he bought for him, ran to him in front of him, gave him a low voice, coughed twice, spoke well, but she refused to say, "Cough, cough, give The jade crown you bought."

Zhao Nanyu took things and looked down, "It looks good."

Song Luan thought he looked a little better after receiving the gift from her, much better than the somber look. She nodded, "Just like it."

Zhao Nanyu quietly put the things away, raised his eyes, and thought for a moment, he said: "I have something to discuss with you."

Zhao Nanyu thought that he might not have waited for Song Luan to take the initiative to mention Quzhou. She did not care about it from beginning to end. She never asked him when he would return when he left. The anger he made just now seemed like a joke.

Also, why bother with her so much. So Zhao Nanyu decided to tell her personally.

Song Luan thought that it was irrelevant, and did not mind it at all, "You said."

Zhao Nanyu looked at her steadily, saying one by one: "You will go to Quzhou with me the next morning."

His last sentence was negotiation, but the tone of the sentence was clearly an irresistible decision.

Song Luan was dumbfounded for a long time. What's the matter with her? No, she refused!

If the plot did not change, the male host was ambushed and seriously injured on the way to Quzhou and was rescued by the female host.

What is she going to do? What if she died in the hands of an assassin! Moreover, she did not like to stay with Zhao Nanyu.

Song Luan wanted to shake her head, but she didn’t dare to be rejected by Zhao Nanyu’s eyes, and she said euphemistically, “I haven’t been far away, I’m afraid I’ll drag you behind, you’re in business, I’m afraid I’ll delay you...”

The more she said, the smaller her voice was, because Zhao Nanyu looked at her with a smile hairy.

Song Luan gritted his teeth, and then said: "Besides we are not at home, who knows brother to take care of it?"

Zhao Nanyu's heart keeps falling, his eyebrows are covered with a layer of frost and snow. His expression is colder, but the smile on the corners of his eyes is getting deeper and deeper.

He reached out and touched her eyebrow and asked, "Aren't you willing?"

Before she could answer, Zhao Nanyu slightly lifted her chin and said quite strongly, "You have to go if you don't want to."

He also kindly reminded her to pack her luggage in advance.

Song Luan couldn't resist, and nodded with clenched teeth, "Okay."

After a long time, she walked reluctantly to the cupboard and was ready to take out all the clothes she had to wear for the past few days. She felt a sudden pain in her heart. The pain came suddenly and violently, and her pale fingers clasped tightly. She could stand firmly by the cabinet door.

There was a wave of pain in the heart and mouth. Song Luan's face faded completely, a small face was pale as paper, and he was weak. When she breathed, her throat felt like a knife.

She opened her mouth and wanted to call Zhao Nanyu's name. Before she could make a sound, her eyes were black and she fainted.

Seemingly the man not far away changed his face and strode towards her stride.