The old lady was so angry that her chest hurt. She scolded Shen Xingzhi, and she banged the ground with the crutch in her hand. She was angry and anxious, "You will regret losing Xing'er! After all, grandma doesn't want to help anymore." You, you don’t deserve Xing’er’s love for you!”
"Grandma, the person she loves is not me..."
"What nonsense! If she doesn't love you, why would she marry far away and come to the capital? If she doesn't love you, how could she tolerate your awkward personality? If you can't find Xing'er, don't come to see me!"
The old lady hung up the phone and hurriedly called to the old housekeeper, "Xing'er is missing. Send someone to look for her. If you find her, tell me as soon as possible. Go quickly."
The old housekeeper responded hurriedly and mentioned another thing before going out, "Miss Shen Yao came back crying, with slap marks all over her face. She said she was beaten by Nan Xing."
"Go and ask Shen Yao to come." The old lady had a clear mind. Nan Xing was a very sensible child and would not disappear without saying a word. After hearing what the housekeeper reported, she vaguely guessed the truth.
Shen Yao came soon, and Wang Manshu stayed with her. When she saw the old lady, Wang Manshu was so angry that her voice was sharp, "Mom, look! Yaoyao is only eighteen years old. Look at what she has been beaten on her face." Looks like it!"
Looking at Shen Yao, both faces were swollen, with at least four or five slap marks.
Shen Yao looked pitiful, grabbing the corners of his clothes with both hands, and said aggrievedly, "Grandma, it hurts so much, will I be disfigured, woo woo woo.
"What happened and she wanted to hit you?"
"What could it be! Yaoyao bumped into Nan Xing and a man in the room. After questioning Nan Xing a few words, she warned Yaoyao not to tell the truth. Nan Just dare to kick me in the nose!"
"I asked Shen Yao, what did you say?" The old lady's tone became serious, and she looked at Wang Manshu, showing no anger or authority.
Wang Manshu had no choice but to suppress her anger and push Shen Yao.
"What happened is just as mom said, grandma, you have to make the decision for Yuanyao."
"Yaoyao, do you dare to say that you didn't cheat on grandma?"
Shen Yao nodded, "I didn't lie to grandma."
But the old lady slapped the table and scolded, "Your brother told me exactly what happened! Are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"
Shen Yao was stunned by the sudden attack. Wang Manshu was also surprised that Xingzhi actually complained to the old lady?
Yaoyao is his sister! How did he become a brother?
Shen Yao was most afraid of her grandma, and she hurriedly cried and apologized, "It's just a painting, so Nan Xing hit me, woo woo woo."
Sure enough, the truth was not what Wang Manshu said. She would do anything to scare Shen Yao.
"Is it a painting by Mr. Nan Zhiting?"
Shen Yao didn't remember the name, he only knew it was, "It belongs to Grandpa Nan Xing."
The old lady's expression changed, "Did you tear up the painting?!"
"I was careless." Shen Yao was still crying, "It's just a painting, but Nan Xing wants to beat me to death. Grandma, you have to make the decision for me."
When the last word was spoken, the old lady's crutch was already on Shen Yao's back!
"Mom! What are you doing! Yaoyao is your granddaughter! You didn't even bother to comfort her when she was wronged, but you actually beat her!"
But the old lady continued to hit her, not being used to it at all.
Was that the painting that was torn?
That’s Nan Xing’s heart!
The sky has begun to darken, and the southern star is still nowhere to be found.
Chen Keke was so anxious that she kept crying, fearing that Nan Xing would not be able to think about it. Others could go to their families to complain when they were wronged, but Ah Xing didn't even have anyone to rely on.
During this period, she called Shen Xingzhi, but he only said that he didn't know. Chen Keke was angry and scolded, "You are really the most useless husband in the world! No wonder A Xing wants to divorce you! Shen Xingzhi, you are not worthy of us." Ah Xing!"
He called Fu Yunshen again and he was still looking. Chen Keke thought that even the best actor Fu was more attentive than Shen Xingzhi.
When Ah Xing gets married for the second time, she must find a man like Best Actor Fu.
It was completely dark and it was already eight o'clock sharp.
Nan Xing had been in the cemetery, with several empty wine bottles at her feet. She was drunk, and she sat quietly leaning against the tombstone, sometimes awake, sometimes falling asleep.
When he heard the sound, Nan Xing opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.
The light in the cemetery was very dark, and she only thought it was that bastard Shen Xingzhi.
"Can you get out? I don't want to see you, Shen Xingzhi. The thing I regret most is marrying you."
"I thought, I can't get out."
Nan Xing frowned, thinking to himself, what a shameless man!
"Why don't you get out!"
"Because I am Fu Yunshen."
Nan Xing was half awake from the wine, and when she was trying to see clearly the face of the man in front of her, Fu Yunshen gently pulled her wrist, "A Xing, it's windy at night, can I take you home?"
"Not good." Nan Xing shook his head desperately and pointed to the tombstone, "My home is here. My father, mother, grandparents, they are all here."
Withdrawing her hand, Nan Xing hugged the tombstone and refused to let go, "The place where my parents are is my home, and I won't go anywhere."
His deep eyes were full of distress, Fu Yunshen pursed his lips tightly and stayed with her silently.
Nan Xing closed her eyes and shed tears. The tombstone was so cold and had no warmth at all. She was really sad, but no one understood her.
"Mom..." Nan Xing's consciousness was blurred and she was talking indistinctly. When she fell asleep, Fu Yunshen picked up Nan Xing and took her away from the cemetery.
As soon as he stepped out and stood on the side of the road, the headlights of the car came on, and he drove quickly and stopped in front of Fu Yunshen.
Shen Xing got out of the car and stretched out his hand when he saw Nan Xing in his arms, "Give her to me."
Fu Yunshen hugged him tighter, ignoring Shen Xingzhi and opening the door.
"Give me the South Star."
Shen Xingzhi blocked the door of the car, trying to rob someone.
Fu Yunshen finally looked at him squarely, "Who are you? Why should I give Asing to you."
Ah Xing?
The call was so affectionate.
We just met in the afternoon, Fu Yunshen asked clearly!
"Mr. Fu, noble people tend to forget things. Nan Xing is my wife. I advise Mr. Fu not to meddle in other people's business."
Shen Xingzhi's tone was very calm, but those who know him well know that when he speaks in a strong tone, he is not really angry. When his words are calm, Shen Xingzhi is really angry.
Fu Yunshen didn't care about Shen Xingzhi's mood.
He only looked at Nan Xing tenderly and asked her softly, "A Xing, your husband has come to pick you up, do you want to go with him?"
Shen Xingzhi also said, "Nan Xing, come home with me."
Two voices kept arguing in his ears. When Nan Xing opened his eyes dissatisfied, he heard the words "husband".
The voice was a little hoarse, and Nan Xing was a little unhappy, "I don't have a husband, my husband is dead."
Shen Xingzhi's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "When did he die?"
Nan Xing was not very conscious yet, "He died a long time ago, and he didn't leave any ashes."
After saying that, Nan Xing smiled easily and let out a long sigh, "That's great, I can remarry."
Shen Xingzhi couldn't bear it anymore and warned her fiercely, "How dare you!"
