Chapter 269 Nan Xia drags her best friend to Song Yanzhi's law firm!
"I gave you these clothes as compensation for Mommy last time. You can return them; I don't want them, and I don't need them. That's fine then." Xiaoyan finished speaking and was about to close the door when Chen Yan quickly stopped her.
"It's impossible to get a refund."
"Then keep it for your son, I don't want it anyway," Xiao Yan snorted.
Shen Yan could tell that this kid held a grudge against him, so he could only say, "If you don't accept it, I'll just have to stay..."
Xiao Yan looked at him and frowned. He was blocking the doorway, and she couldn't close it herself. The two were at an impasse for a while, and she could only say to him, "Then leave it at the door and go."
"Let me take them in for you." Shen Yan said, walking around him and carrying more than a dozen bags inside. These clothes were all carefully selected by him that afternoon.
After putting the bag on the sofa, he walked over to his son, reached out and patted his head, saying:
"Then I'll be leaving. By the way, don't open the door every time a stranger knocks. What if it's a bad guy? You have to look through the peephole first."
After saying that, he left. When he reached the elevator, he raised his hand, looked at the two soft, short hairs in his hand, took out a white handkerchief, and carefully placed it on the handkerchief.
He then plucked two more of his own hairs, wrapped them up, and personally took them to the hospital.
Xiao Yan crossed her arms. Who needed his concern? What to do with the clothes on the sofa? She'd better wait for Mommy to come back and ask her.
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night.
Lu Qingya was in a bad mood, so Nan Xia accompanied her to drink at the club. Song Yanzhi and his best friend were also there, in the private room next to theirs!
After my best friend got drunk, she said, "It's no fun with just the two of us drinking. Why don't we call some handsome guys over to have some fun? Why can men have women on both sides?"
“No, you should prepare to divorce your scumbag husband now and try to minimize contact with other men so they don’t find any evidence against you in court,” Nan Xia told her.
Lu Qingya shakily got up, immediately went to open the door to peek outside, then turned back to her and said, "There are no strangers peeking at us at all!"
"Do you still have feelings for Jiang Yubai?" she asked the woman, arms crossed.
"No, no, humph, I would never want that scumbag again..."
My best friend leaned against the door frame and hummed, but she felt an uncontrollable sense of depression and sadness in her heart. She had liked him since she was five years old and had never liked any other man in all these years.
She thought that if she married him, they would be very happy, but she didn't expect that he liked someone else. This feeling of gaining and then losing was really hard for her.
She preferred not to marry him; at least unrequited love was beautiful.
Nan Xia frowned as she looked at her slightly teary eyes. "Fine," she thought, "let her feel better."
"Go ahead and call. Make sure you find the most handsome man here. There are plenty of men in the world. There's no need to hang yourself on one tree."
Seeing that she had spoken, Lu Qingya immediately waved to the waiter—
In the next private room, Song Yanzhi and his best friend were entertaining each other. The other party was the president of the local chamber of commerce. This middle-aged man in his forties was particularly good at drinking, and he was drinking strong foreign liquor.
He was already drunk. As he went to the restroom and turned the corner, a woman in a dark blue halter-neck dress suddenly bumped into him.
"Smack!!"
Nan Xia groaned. Was this man's chest really that hard? Like a wall of bronze and iron.
"Are your eyes on the top of your head? Be careful." Song Yanzhi said in a deep voice, immediately taking two steps back with obvious disgust, and patting his clothes.
"Do you think your eyes are on the soles of your feet? You bumped into me and now you have the nerve to criticize others? You have absolutely no manners."
Nan Xia said in a low voice, rubbed her forehead, glanced at him, and thought, "He's so handsome, but his personality isn't so great." She walked away.
But why does he look so familiar?
Song Yanzhi was stunned. Why did that woman's voice sound so much like Nan Xia's? Was he hallucinating because he had drunk too much?
How could Nanxia possibly be here?
Two minutes ago, in the private room, Lu Qingya pinned a very handsome man against the back of the sofa, pinching his chin with one hand and asking, "Little brother, do you have abs?"
"Sister, won't you know if you take a look?"
The man took her hand and placed it on his chest, slowly moving it down. Even through the thin fabric, he could still feel the clear texture of her skin.
"Your younger brother has a nice physique!" she said with a drunken laugh.
"Sister, I'm in great shape too, want to give it a try?" he asked with a smile.
"How do we try it?" Lu Qingya asked, nestled in his arms.
"Of course we'll go to a hotel and try it out..." he said, putting his arm around the pretty woman. Lu Qingya agreed verbally, completely unaware that there was a man standing outside the door!
It was Jiang Yubai. When he came out to answer the phone, he was surprised to see that his wife had found a whole room full of male prostitutes and was having fun in there.
He was so angry that his face turned green, and he felt very uncomfortable. Had she been cheating on him with other men while she was abroad for the past six months?
He suddenly put his hand on the doorknob, wanting to rush in and confront her, but then he withdrew his hand, took out his phone, and snapped several photos of them!
Does she dare to go to a hotel with those male prostitutes tonight?
When Nan Xia came over, Jiang Yubai had already returned to his private room—the two children were alone in the hotel, and she was worried that Zhouzhou would run around with her younger sister again, so she gave the male models money as soon as she entered the room.
She took her best friend away from here.
When Song Yanzhi entered the private room, Jiang Yubai said to him with a dark face:
"Lu Qingya is in the private room next door, and she's had several male prostitutes having fun in there! Humph, I wonder if she's been doing this all the time in the last six months?"
Song Yanzhi leaned back on the sofa with his long legs crossed, took out a cigarette, lit it with a click, took a deep drag, and exhaled swirling smoke.
"Weren't we already planning to divorce her? Why do we still care who she hangs out with?"
"They're not divorced yet, are they? No way, I have to keep an eye on her. Let's see if she dares to go to a hotel with a man tonight!"
Jiang Yubai snorted and walked out, only to find that the private room next door was already empty!
Has she already gone to a hotel with some random man?
He immediately dragged his best friend out; he was determined to catch her cheating, even if it meant searching every hotel tonight!
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The following morning.
Jiang Yubai, who personally searched the hotel all night, has huge dark circles under her eyes today. She searched all night but couldn't find her.
She brought a duck to a hotel room, so she couldn't possibly have used the duck's ID, right?
Okay, I'll see how I discipline her when she comes in the morning!
Jiang Yubai sat in his office and glanced at the time for the eighteenth time. It was already 9:30. Why hadn't she arrived yet?
I picked up my phone and called her again, but her phone was still off.
After spending the whole night with a man, she can't get out of bed? Jiang Yubai gritted his teeth fiercely...
Inside the elevator, Lu Qingya was standing swaying unsteadily. She had drunk too much last night and her head was throbbing with pain. She had wanted to sleep a little longer, but her best friend had dragged her out of bed.
Nan Xia was dressed in a smart business suit, with a black skirt that accentuated her sharp waistline and eight-centimeter stilettos. Her long, loose, curly hair was casually draped over her shoulders, giving her an intellectual yet restrained look.
She stood upright with her arms crossed, watching the elevator gradually ascend, her heart rate accelerating uncontrollably. Why was that?
When she got off the bus and saw the building, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.
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