Nan Song paused in his steps.

For a moment, she thought she was still drunk and had seen a ghost.

Yu Jinwen, why is he here?

But looking at the man's cold expression and his eager eyes staring at her, it was obvious that he was directed at her. He probably found out her details through some means.

However, the marriage was divorced, so there was no need to come forward to say hello. Nan Song calmed down and continued walking along the original track, holding his chest and head high, with an elegant posture and a perfect temperament.

"Stop." A cold voice sounded from the booth.

Nan Song didn't seem to hear it and kept moving forward.

Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind came over and grabbed Nan Song's wrist. The bodyguard behind her immediately stepped forward to stop her, "What are you doing?"

The bodyguard struck with a knife, and Yu Jinwen stretched out his hand to block it. Seeing that a fight was about to start, Nan Song waved his hand lightly to signal the bodyguard to retreat, then raised his head and looked at Yu Jinwen expressionlessly, "Sir, you hurt me."

Her wrist was tightly held in his hand. After knowing him for so long, this was the first time he touched her.

after their divorce.

How ironic.

Yu Jinwen looked at the woman's cold eyebrows. The soft and gentle face in the past was now cold and distant, as if she had never known him. This made him depressed and annoyed.

"What tricks are you playing?"

Yu Jinwen let go of her wrist, but his tone was so cold that he asked, "Who are you?"

The assistant scolded dissatisfiedly, "Why are you talking to our eldest lady?"

Nan Song waved his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at Yu Jinwen without warmth, "Sir, do we know each other?"

Yu Jinwen was stunned.

She actually said she didn't know him? So all the marriages in the past three years were in vain?

He secretly clenched his fists, feeling the urge to hit someone. The temper he had restrained for many years was almost overwhelmed by the woman's anger at this moment. He gritted his teeth and said, "You don't know me, what did you just see me doing?"

Nan Song said seriously: "You look good-looking. Why, why don't you let others see your good-looking face? Is your face a tourist attraction and you have to pay to see it?"

Yu Jinwen: "..."

When did a woman who had always been dull become so sharp-tongued?

"Do you have any cash?"

Nan Song turned around and asked his assistant.

The two assistants fumbled in their pockets for a long time, and finally took out a fifty-cent coin and said humbly: "Only fifty cents."

"enough."

Nan Song took the coin and put it directly into Yu Jinwen's hand, "Here's fifty cents for you, no need to change."

Then, she stepped on high heels, walked elegantly, and left with a group of people. She had an aura of 2.8 meters, like a queen who looked down on the world, never looking back, and not showing any nostalgia.

Yu Jinwen stood there holding the fifty-cent coin, his whole body in a state of confusion. It was as if he had never known this woman before. She was so much the same as before.

But her appearance is unmistakable, and the mole at the corner of her eye is unmistakable.

There was a burst of "goose goose" laughter in his ears, and Fu Yu, who had witnessed everything, stood at the elevator entrance and laughed so much that he almost leaned over.
Chapter completed!