Seeing the two people fighting endlessly, Nan Song calmly said at the right moment, "That's enough, are you done with the fight?"

The night breeze was so cold that she just wanted to go home quickly. She really had no interest in watching them fight.

Amidst Nan Song's soft drink, the two grown men retracted their hands in a dignified manner and looked at each other up and down while standing firm.

Yu Jinwen looked at the lonely ghost who appeared out of nowhere. He looked like a human, with half-long hair tied into a small braid on the back of his head. He had bronze skin, a black shirt with a wide open collar, and his chin was always raised.

He looked arrogant and looked down upon others, extremely wild.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly: Who is this person?

Quan Yeqian stood opposite him with a cold look. He was a man in a straight suit and dressed like a dog. He thought to himself: This kid is very skilled. He deserves to be experienced in the SWAT team.

"Are you Yu Jinwen?"

He asked this, but what he was thinking in his mind was: This is the boy who made our Xiaoliu a widow for three years!

He actually knew who he was.

Yu Jinwen's eyebrows darkened slightly, "Who are you?"

Quan Yeqian snorted coldly, "I am your uncle."

He bypassed Yu Jinwen and walked towards Nan Song. His cold face immediately put on a smile, and he opened his arms widely, "Here, let me give you a hug."

Without saying a word, he threw Nan Song into his arms.

Yu Jinwen's pupils suddenly shrank, and a cold aura was released all over his body. He couldn't help but want to step forward and pull him away.

But before he could step forward, Nan Song pushed Quan Yeqian away with a look of disgust on his face, frowning and said: "You smell like inferior perfume, stay away from me! Don't you want to see me? Then why are you here?"

Quan Yeqian smiled apologetically, "How could I not want to see you? I miss you so much! Didn't I want to give you a surprise?"

"It's quite a surprise." Nan Song lazily raised his eyes, "When did you come?"

Quan Yeqian pointed at Yu Jinwen, "I arrived before he arrived and watched the whole process."

"Then you just watch and don't come to help me?"

Quan Yeqian smiled mischievously, crossed his arms and said, "There are just a few low-class minions. You are more than enough to deal with them by yourself. I don't need to take action. I also want to see how you have been my wife for three years.

Has my martial arts deteriorated? It’s still good, and I haven’t been disappointed.”

There really was no need to lift the pot. Nan Song gave him an annoyed look, "Stop being so verbose. Are you going to come home with me?"

"Of course I do. I haven't seen you for so long. I must have some fun with you."

Quan Yeqian put his arm around Nan Song's neck without formality. Although Nan Song had a look of disgust on his face, he did not push him away. It was obvious that there was an intimacy between the two people.

Yu Jinwen's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist unconsciously, his eyes were red, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Let her go."

Nan Song and Quan Yeqian, who were fighting, both raised their heads and looked at Yu Jinwen.

Quan Yeqian looked at Yu Jinwen's livid face and forbearing mood, and felt funny in his heart. He pointed at himself and asked knowingly, "Are you talking to me?"

"I want you to let her go." Yu Jinwen gritted his molars and repeated.

Quan Yeqian clicked his tongue, "I am a rebellious person by nature. The more others don't want me to do something, the more I will do it. If you ask me to let her go, I won't let her go. She is not your wife anymore.

You are being too lenient."

Yu Jinwen's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he couldn't bear it and took a step forward, ready to hit someone.
Chapter completed!