Chapter 167 How Did You Marry a Divorced Woman?

When Mu Jiaojiao went to Hong Kong last time, she made a point of adding Xie Nanzhi's contact information, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to see Mu Jiaojiao's comments.

For reasons unknown, Xie Nanzhi replied to this comment.

Yes, they're a legally married couple. Didn't Ah Zheng tell Miss Mu?

The highly targeted response was no less hostile than Mu Jiaojiao's.

Almost instantly after replying, Mu Jiaojiao deleted her previous comment and replaced it with: "Congratulations, A-Zheng."

Women understand women best. If Mu Jiaojiao has no interest in Wei Chizheng, she'll eat shit upside down.

Xie Nanzhi was unhappy, but she couldn't show it.

After spending most of the day at the amusement park, Wei Chizheng, just as he had said yesterday, showered her with all his affection.

Wei Chizheng was always responsive to her requests; even someone as aloof as him could go crazy and make a fuss with her.

When she was tired, he would carry her on his back, holding her high heels in one hand and supporting her with the other. Wei Chizheng experienced many things for the first time, as long as it pleased his daughter.

Xie Nanzhi wasn't particularly tired at the end of the day, but Wei Chizheng kept finding various reasons to hug her and carry her on his back.

She felt that if things continued like this, she would eventually be spoiled to the point of being intellectually challenged.

The sun is setting.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the earth.

The golden light cast the shadows of the two people's intertwined fingers.

Just as they were heading home, Wei Chizheng's phone rang.

He held Xie Nanzhi's hand with one hand and answered the phone with the other. He heard the person on the other end say, "Ah Zheng, you got married and didn't even tell us brothers. You're so unfair. No way, we have to bring your sister-in-law back today so we can see what kind of amazing person could make our Ah Zheng willingly fall into the mortal world."

Although his close friends in Beijing's social circle weren't as close as his relationship with Anan and Mu Jiaojiao, they were still like-minded.

Wei Chizheng was unusually happy. He smiled halfway and said, "Wait a moment, let me ask my wife."

A friend joked, "Wow, Ah Zheng, I never expected you to be henpecked! No way, I'm even more curious about your wife now. If you guys don't come, we brothers will block your door."

Wei Chizheng smiled and gently covered the microphone to ask, "Zhizhi, a few friends want to see you. If you don't want to go, I'll find an excuse to refuse them."

Seeing his expectant look, Xie Nanzhi really couldn't bear to disappoint him.

Xie Nanzhi thought that perhaps she felt more than just attracted; she also had a little bit of affection for him.

Xie Nanzhi joked, "Go ahead, you can skip dinner."

...

Cui Hao organized a gathering at a notorious brothel in Beijing, where several of his close friends were curious about Wei Chizheng's wife.

Everyone who was supposed to come has come.

Five or six people were having a lively discussion when Mu Jiaojiao arrived shortly afterward.

As soon as she came in, Cui Hao leaned over to her side and said, "Jiaojiao, you and Azheng are getting close. Who is his precious wife? He protects her like the apple of his eye."

Mu Jiaojiao walked in wearing high heels, and some people gave up their seats, all eagerly waiting to hear the news.

Mu Jiaojiao sat down and casually put her bag down. "I haven't been in the country for years, so I don't really know much about it. However, I have heard some rumors, but I don't know if they are true or not."

Cui Hao craned his neck, his curiosity fully piqued. "What rumor is it, Jiaojiao? Stop keeping me in suspense."

Mu Jiaojiao paused, her expression slightly serious, "I heard that this woman has been married. I don't know if you've heard of a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong named Pei Jingchuan."

The man next to Cui Hao said, "Of course I've heard about it. Although it hasn't been reported in the news, the circle of high society is only so big, and things can't be kept secret. It seems he committed a crime and was sentenced to death."

"Now that you mention it, I remember it too, it seems to involve smuggling something."

Cui Hao said in a deep voice, "I know, it's about firearms and ammunition. But why are you bringing it up out of the blue?"

Mu Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment, then said, "I heard that this Miss Nan is Pei Jingchuan's ex-wife."

Everyone was taken aback.

He looked at the other person meaningfully.

Mu Jiaojiao, feigning resentment, whispered, "It's best if you don't mention this in front of A-Zheng. If it affects their relationship, I'll feel guilty."

Cui Hao frowned, his impression of Xie Nanzhi greatly diminished, and he genuinely felt that she was not good enough for Wei Chizheng.

The group started chatting, talking about everything under the sun.

Wei Chizheng and Xie Nanzhi arrived late.

The two became the center of attention as soon as they appeared.

Cui Hao had initially been quite looking forward to it, but after hearing Mu Jiaojiao's explanation, his expectations dropped to so-so.

Cui Hao didn't even glance at Xie Nanzhi, his attention was all on Wei Chizheng, "Ah Zheng, you've finally arrived. We've been waiting for you for a while. Come, come, here's your wine."

As he spoke, Cui Hao handed over a glass of wine, and at the same time, he pushed Xie Nanzhi aside at just the right moment.

Xie Nanzhi paused for half a second, and Mu Jiaojiao stepped forward.

She was a little surprised to see Mu Jiaojiao.

On her way here, she specifically asked Wei Chizheng if Mu Jiaojiao would be coming. He said Mu Jiaojiao was still in Hong Kong and definitely couldn't come.

Seeing Mu Jiaojiao now, Xie Nanzhi thought that Wei Chizheng had probably left Hong Kong and had chased after her without stopping.

Mu Jiaojiao said warmly, "They have a good relationship. Every time they meet, they have a few drinks. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. I'll talk to A-Zheng and ask him to consider your feelings. He always listens to me the most."

Today, Mu Jiaojiao wore a Chanel suit, a Cartier necklace and bracelet, showcasing her status as a wealthy heiress from head to toe.

Mu Jiaojiao smiled faintly, holding a glass of wine in her hand. Although she sounded polite, her words were full of provocation and arrogance.

Wei Chizheng is her legal husband. Why does it sound like Mu Jiaojiao is the original wife?

Xie Nanzhi glanced at her, knowing she wouldn't hit someone who was smiling, and she wasn't about to tear off the mask right there. "It's only because Ah Zheng's mother is gone, otherwise, with Miss Mu's tone, I would have thought Miss Mu wasn't the eldest sister, but her biological mother."

Xie Nanzhi covered her mouth and laughed jokingly.

Seeing Mu Jiaojiao's face turn ugly, Xie Nanzhi became more enthusiastic and took Mu Jiaojiao's arm. "Miss Mu, I'm just a straightforward person, but I don't mean any harm. Please don't hold it against me. By the way, I scolded A-Zheng on the way here. He didn't even tell you about our wedding, which is such a big deal. He doesn't take you seriously at all. How can that be? I'll have A-Zheng apologize to you in person later."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Jiaojiao's face turned extremely ugly.

Xie Nanzhi pretended not to understand and asked with concern, "Miss Mu, why are you suddenly unhappy? Did I say something wrong?"

Mu Jiaojiao's knuckles turned white from gripping the cup so tightly. She forced a smile and said, "Miss Nan is overthinking it. How could I not be happy? After all these years, A-Zheng is finally not alone anymore. I'm overjoyed for him."

Mu Jiaojiao raised her glass, "Miss Nan, have fun."

Their eyes met, and only they could understand each other's gazes.

Cui Hao and the others surrounded Wei Chizheng, drinking. They hadn't gotten together in a long time, mainly because Wei Chizheng wasn't one to join in the fun and wouldn't show up nine times out of ten.

If it weren't for Xie Nanzhi, he probably wouldn't have come today.

Before Wei Chizheng arrived, Cui Hao and the others had already drunk several rounds of drinks, and they were all a little tipsy by now.

Cui Hao sat down next to him and clinked glasses. "Brother, no matter what, congratulations."

He drank a glass of wine by himself, then poured another, his tone suddenly changing, "Ah Zheng, I really don't understand, how could someone like you, with your circumstances, marry a divorced woman? What were you thinking?"

Upon hearing this, a fierce glint suddenly flashed in Wei Chizheng's eyes.

The next second, Wei Chizheng suddenly stood up and punched Cui Hao in the face.