"The world is getting worse. Anyone can make trouble these days, and they still have the nerve to show off their boyfriend's wealth. It's really shameless."

"..."

Various remarks floated into Zhuo Xuan's ears, which made her blush and glare at Nan Song angrily.

"Are you satisfied? You've ridiculed me enough. Can you let us in for dinner now?"

He looked inexplicably pitiful.

Nan Song frowned and looked at Zhuo Xuan with an expression of "Hello, are you sick?"

Jin Dagang became anxious first and glared at Zhuo Xuan, "You are crazy! Why are you talking to Mr. Nan?"

He looked at Nan Song and put on a flattering smile, "Mr. Nan, she can't speak. Don't take it to heart. I'll teach her a lesson later."

"Mr. Jin, you don't need to ask for my opinion on your housework."

Nan Song said calmly: "We are all business friends. If you want to come for dinner, I will naturally welcome you, but I am allergic to mistresses and I hate the sight of them, so... I'm sorry."

She nodded slightly, turned around and left.

The lobby manager is so clever. He came out to make arrangements and arrived at Zhuoxuan's place. The number was restricted.

"Oops, I'm sorry, today's numbers have been distributed, and several customers cannot eat today. Our store is deeply sorry and has prepared a few small gifts. Welcome to visit next time."

The sexy girl took the last number, waved it proudly towards Zhuo Xuan, and entered the store with her boyfriend on her arm. Her back had never looked so proud.

She absolutely loves this store!

Zhuo Xuan was left outside like this, gnashing her teeth and eyes red with hatred.

Nan Song!!!

If she doesn’t avenge today’s shame, she vows not to be a human being!!!

*

Fu Yu stood by the window of Qingya Room and witnessed the whole process, shaking his head and sighing.

"This Zhuo Xuan is also incredible. She dared to find another sponsor for herself, and even went to Xiao Song's territory to run wild. Isn't this asking for a slap in the face?"

Yu Jinwen was noncommittal about this. He only hoped that the appearance of that person would not affect Nan Song's mood, and that they had finally made progress in their relationship. He was also a little uneasy in his heart.

Fu Yu said: "You don't know what happened on the day of your 'funeral'."

Yu Jinwen glanced at him.

"Look at what I'm doing, you're already a life-and-death person, and you still care about this taboo?"

Fu Yu kept talking, "On the day of the funeral, we felt so uncomfortable that we called the medical team to stand by because we were afraid that the old man, the old lady, and the aunt wouldn't be able to hold on. Guess what, you...

That's all, the scumbag, Mr. Shen, is here. Zhuo Yue and Zhuo Xuan's aunt and nephew are also here. They were crying when they came, but they didn't speak human words!"

He was filled with indignation when he mentioned what happened that day, and told Yu Jinwen what Zhuo Yue said.

When he said that sentence, "From now on, my children will be your children. In the future, let me and Ashu's children take care of you until you die." Yu Jinwen's expression turned cold.

The glass he was holding in his hand shattered with a "pop" sound.

Water splashed all over Fu Yu's face.

As soon as Nan Song came in, he saw this scene and frowned.

"Can there be a door for that mouth of yours?"

Fu Yu was scolded and looked at Nan Song with an innocent face.

She asked the waiter to come in and put away the crushed glass pieces. Yu Jinwen's finger was scratched by the glass pieces, and blood splattered out, but it was not deep.

Nan Song put a band-aid on him and said angrily: "The cup costs money, so I have to pay for it."
Chapter completed!