The man sitting on the chair, his right hand trembling slightly, his voice was sinister.
"Nanxi, I thought I'd tolerated you enough. Don't challenge my bottom line again, okay?"
Nanxi closed his eyes and said nothing. His father was still in his hands, so he had to endure it even if he didn't want to. He could make a little fuss, but if they really fell out, he would only suffer.
"I challenged your bottom line? Why don't you say that your mother challenged my bottom line?" She finally changed the subject and pointed to the little woman's temper.
The gloom on Shen Ce's face dissipated a little, and his tone softened, "Xixi, my mother is just like that. She still cares about the fact that you didn't show up at the wedding. Besides, we've been married for a year and don't even have a child. She's worried."
At the wedding, Shen Ce forced Nan Xi to wear a wedding dress. In order to avoid attending the wedding, she asked Liang Lu to secretly bring peanut butter. She ate half a bottle of peanut butter and was so allergic that she almost lost her life.
Shen Ce refused to postpone the wedding and stubbornly found a woman with a figure similar to Nanxi, covered her with a veil, and fooled the wedding into going ahead.
After Nanxi was discharged from the hospital, she was taken to the Shen family. She deliberately turned the Shen family upside down, and finally made a big fuss about a lipstick mark on Shen Ce's shirt and moved out.
Over the past year, apart from necessary social engagements and festivals, Nanxi has kept a low profile and rarely appears in the circles of power and influence in South City.
"Child? If you, Mr. Shen, want a child, there are many women who would be eager to bear children for you. Why are you running to me?"
She casually fixed her hair, stepped forward to get a cup of hot water, sat by the window, and drank it slowly.
"Xixi, I used to be quite playful and fooled around for a while, but since I've been with you, I really haven't touched other women. You know, the legitimate son of our Shen family can only be born by you."
Shen Ce stood up, took two steps to her, and softened his tone again.
"Xixi, for more than a year, we've been fighting and making up, making up and fighting again. Aren't you tired? Can't we just live a good life?"
"My father is sick and suffering in prison, and you are threatening me with my father's life, and you tell me to live a good life?
You plotted against me, threatening me with Baluch's life to accuse him of rape, and you tell me to live a good life?" The woman's cold eyes were filled with deep hatred.
"Don't mention that person to me." Shen Ce seemed to have been touched by someone.
"Why didn't you tell me that Zhou Qian threatened me to write a letter of apology by using my father's future? I can swallow the anger of an eye, but as a man, I can't tolerate the anger of being cuckolded. Nanxi, you made me a cuckold and you couldn't say a word?"
"I told you a long time ago that I was with him before you, and I even broke off the engagement. It was you who insisted on it, and then went back on your word in court. Shen Ce, you are such a mean person."
"I'm a villain? Nanxi, why are you so noble? Is your Nan family innocent? Your father is innocent. If you want to talk about villains, I'm afraid I have to admit defeat to your father."
Shen Ce was so angry that he spoke without thinking.
Snap——
Nanxi raised her hand and slapped him again, "Mr. Chen, if you dare to say a bad word about my father again, I will be rude to you."
The man opposite closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a sympathetic smile spread across his peach blossom eyes. "Xixi, sometimes, I really feel sorry for you. So pitiful that it makes me feel distressed."
"Get out, I don't need your pity." Nanxi picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him.
This time, Shen Ce pursed his lips and looked at her deeply, without saying a word, he turned and went downstairs.
Nanxi sat on the sofa, wiping her tears alone until she was surrounded by darkness, then she got up and went to the bathroom.
The tired body soaked in the warm water, and in a daze, Shen Ce's sympathetic and complicated eyes rushed into his mind for no reason.
Crash~
The water in the bathtub was stirred up with a loud noise when she suddenly stood up.
Something is wrong.
There was something wrong with what Shen Ce said today.
Logically speaking, they had been arguing like this for a year, and Shen Ce always got so angry that he pinched her neck, and then she hit and pinched him without hesitation, and finally parted on bad terms.
This is the first time that I have mentioned my father so suddenly.
What exactly is the meaning behind Shen Ce's words?
She took out her cell phone and called Shen Feng.
"Hello, sister-in-law." There was still noisy metal music in the background, but Shen Feng's voice was obviously full of surprise.
"Call me Nanxi! Chen Feng, help me check something." She spoke directly.
"Sister-in-law, please tell me."
Nanxi, “…”
"All of my father Nan Zhenguo's medical records in prison, a digital copy will do."
"Does my brother know about this?" Shen Feng asked hesitantly.
"You can tell him that I will just have another fight with him, but I will tell your girlfriend about your infidelity."
"No, sister-in-law, I didn't offend you. Last time you asked me to check for you, but my brother found out and beat me up, and now you're checking again."
“Chen Feng, do you dare to say that the information you gave me last time was not taken from Chen Ce to trick me?”
Shen Feng, “…”
"It's okay. You don't know my methods yet. I'll forgive you once. This time, I'll do it better." After she said that, she hung up the phone.
Chen Feng is different from Shen Ce. Although he is also a dandy young man, he has a good heart. Moreover, after spending some time with him, she found that Chen Feng is the only one in the Shen family who has nothing to do with any of the Shen family's affairs and has made his own way.
"Okay, ancestor, you are my real ancestor, okay."
"Send it to me before tomorrow night." Nanxi said and hung up the phone.
After taking a shower, she didn't blow dry her hair. She stood by the window, staring at the street across the street in a daze. She always felt that there was a pair of thick and complicated eyes in the black off-road vehicle during the day.
…
The night in Daqili tonight is destined to be restless.
The black heavy off-road vehicle roamed the streets and headed straight for the newest and most powerful den of debauchery in the area - the Glamour of Life.
The car stopped at the door, and a man with a cigarette in his mouth and an MP5 submachine gun on his shoulder got out. He looked arrogant and evil, and his face was as cold as an ice knife.
Behind him followed an equally strong and ferocious young man, holding a Type 56 assault rifle in his left hand and holding a man who had been beaten beyond recognition in his right hand like a chicken.
"Is it here?" Biaozi brought the person in his hand in front of him and asked in a harsh voice.
"Yes...it's here."
Upon hearing this, Baru beckoned to the manager opposite, who was wearing a black professional hip skirt.
"Where's Soleil?"
The manager was so frightened that his legs went weak. "In... in the luxury room No. 6 on the top floor."
The fierce and handsome man raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't let anyone come up."
I stepped onto the elevator.
The manager had been working in this kind of place for many years, so how could he not understand the meaning of the man's words, that he wanted to go up and kill someone? Frightened, he quickly sent someone to find the boss and arranged for thugs to guard the elevator entrance so that no one could go to the top floor.
In Daqili, there are many types of men who are not easy to mess with. Those who come in with guns and openly want to kill people are the kind of evil spirits that you should never mess with.
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