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Chapter 63

On the way back, Nan Song sat in the back seat and pursed her lips tightly, saying nothing.

The air pressure in the car is extremely low.

Gu Heng drove the car himself, holding the steering wheel with caution, fearing that the car would drive unsteadily and shake the Boss, causing him to suffer disaster.

He has followed Nan Song for so many years and knows her temper.

If she is blaming someone in a long way, it means that she is not angry; but if she is silent like now, it means that she is sulking in her heart and holding her breath. At this time, be sure not to get involved easily, because whoever bumps into you will be unlucky.

When they arrived at the rose garden, Gu Heng got out of the car and opened the door. Nan Song got out of the car and said calmly: "Go back and have a rest early. Pick me up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Gu Heng responded, looked at Nan Song's face, and then added something uneasy, "Mr. Nan, I know you are unhappy. How about I contact Mr. Yu and bring those four enamel colors to you?"

Did you buy the small bowl at a high price?"

Nan Song frowned and looked at him coolly, "Are you free?"

Gu Heng shook his head desperately and said, "I was wrong."

Fortunately, Nan Song didn't argue with him.

Watching Nan Song enter the house, Gu Heng breathed a long sigh of relief and slapped his mouth in annoyance, "I told you to talk too much."

It wasn't until Gu Heng drove away that a black car slowly drove forward and stopped on the long street facing the entrance of the rose garden.

The car window was lowered, revealing Yu Jinwen's calm and profound face.

"Is this Nanjiazhuang?"

His voice was particularly cool in this night.

"Yes." He Zhao responded, looked at the information found on the tablet, and repeated to Yu Jinwen, "This place was originally a very famous rose garden in Nancheng, and was later used by Nanning Song... Oh, that is, Mrs.

My father spent a lot of money to buy it and transformed it into Nanjiazhuang, also called Rose Garden."

Yu Jinwen said a faint "hmm" and couldn't help but look into the distance. Among so many rooms with lights on, which one is where she lives?

He seemed to be able to imagine what her room looked like. It must be in warm colors. The room was filled with the fragrance of roses, clean and clear, and filled with the atmosphere of home.

I don't know why, but I feel a little longing and full of regret.

After raising the car window, Yu Jinwen said: "Let's go."

He Zhao was slightly startled, "Mr. Yu, don't you want to give the small bowl to your wife to calm her down?"

Yu Jinwen raised his eyes and glanced at him coolly, "Do you think I can coax her well?"

He Zhao thought for a while and told the truth, "I don't think so."

Although my wife used to have a very good temper, the current wife is no longer the same as before. Even though she is smiling, people can still feel the seriousness under her smile, which is very scary.

And according to their boss Yu's irritating behavior today, he felt that his wife had shown great accomplishment by not punching Mr. Yu directly.

But there is also a saying that sorrow is greater than death.

It's not that I'm not angry, it's just that I'm too lazy to care.

Yu Jinwen was choked by He Zhao, pursed his lips, and said coldly: "Then you still ask."

He Zhaodao: "Mr. Yu, based on my limited experience as a person who has been here, all these women need to be coaxed. Whether they can be coaxed well or not is a matter of ability, but not being coaxed is a matter of attitude."

Yu Jinwen narrowed his eyes, "Then you think there is something wrong with my attitude?"

Feeling the chill coming to his face, He Zhao quickly regained his desire to live and smiled, "Don't dare, you have no problem at all. It's all the fault of these four small bowls. I made my wife so angry."

Yu Jinwen turned his head and looked at the four small bowls. These were enamel bowls made in the Kangxi year. If you are interested in antiques and can tell they are genuine, you cannot miss them easily.

He didn't expect Nan Song to compete with him.
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