Zhuo Xuan was so angry that Nan Song rolled over.

Perhaps it was because Nan Song's cleverness left such a deep impression on her when they first met, so she always had the illusion that Nan Song was a soft persimmon that could be pinched casually, and she didn't remember it after several losses.

Not to mention Zhuo Xuan, Zhuo Yue was so angry that she couldn't help but cursed, "Miss Nan family, she is so uneducated! No wonder Jin Wen wants to divorce her and doesn't want her."

The last sentence was meant for Shen Liushu.

Shen Liushu did not answer her question, but said solemnly: "Don't conflict with Nan Song again. You can't fight her."

Then he took his arm away from Zhuo Yue's hand and got into the car first.

Zhuo Yue stared at Shen Liushu's back, a little distracted, and felt a little panicked for no reason.

This was not the first time that he had pulled his arm away from her palm. Maybe it was because of her old age, but she felt that she was becoming less and less able to hold on to this man...

"Auntie, what do you mean Uncle Shen? Why can't we fight against that Nan Song? If you hadn't stopped me just now, I would have gone up and whipped her!"

Zhuo Xuan was still angry, and her gentleness was just superficial. During the years she stayed abroad, she also hung out with those foreign girls every day. She often slapped others, and it was easy for Nan Song to clean them up.

"That's enough! Don't you think it's enough for me?"

Zhuo Yue put on a serious face and lectured her niece, "If you continue to be so impatient, don't follow me in the future, lest you fail to climb up yourself and drag me down instead!"

Zhuo Xuan was unconvinced and thought to herself, don't you also live by being close to men? How can you be more noble than me?

But now she is still young and her parents cannot be relied upon, so she can only rely on this aunt.

"I know, aunt."

Zhuo Xuan acted like a little girl, her eyebrows were low, but she still felt aggrieved, "Auntie, didn't you say you wanted to seek justice for me and teach Nan Song a lesson?"

Zhuo Yue snorted, "Why are you so anxious? Now we don't even know the details of the enemy. How can we hit her with one hit and give her a fatal blow? What you need to do most now is to stand firm on the Huanya platform as soon as possible. Heel, save Yu Jinwen's heart."

Speaking of Yu Jinwen, Zhuo Xuan couldn't help but lowered her head in frustration.

She really didn't understand how a man who had been so kind to her and almost obedient could no longer have eyes for her in just a few years or a few months.

All my heart and eyes are filled with is that woman Nan Song!

Compared with the huge emotional ups and downs that Nan Song brought to Zhuo's aunt and nephew, Nan Song didn't take this small fluctuation too seriously.

As soon as he got in the car, Gu Heng said: "The Zhuo family also claims to be from a scholarly family. How come the daughters they raised are so superficial? The scholarly family and the tea-scented family are almost the same. They are probably all grown up with green tea." of!"

Nan Song was holding the tablet and checking work emails. Seeing Gu Heng's angry look, Nan Song chuckled and said, "I'm not your wife, why are you angry?"

"I get angry just looking at it!"

Gu Heng has been with Nan Song for a long time, and his ability to identify bitches has been perfected. He can identify the little goblin of which path he is looking at.

Zhuo Yue and Zhuo Xuan are not foxes who have lived for thousands of years. At most, they are little fox spirits who have been practicing for hundreds of years.

"The ancestors of the Zhuo family are indeed from a scholarly family, and have produced many top scholars, candidates, and scholars. However, the descendants did not cultivate themselves properly and focused only on officialdom and business, and the family fortune left by the ancestors was also ruined. Already."

Nan Song rubbed his brows and said calmly: "In Zhuo Xuan's father's generation, there are only empty shells left. However, he is not good at management, owes a lot of debt, and barely maintains the persona of a scholarly family.

Can climb up to capable in-laws."
Chapter completed!