After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Chapter 269 You say it, I listen

However, she felt that Song Wenjing could definitely handle the dinner itself, and it didn't matter whether she went or not.

He simply nodded and said the following words to Song Wenjing, "...Brother, I want to talk to dad about something. I won't go to the dinner. Anyway, Chenchen is there too."

Song Wenjing frowned. The cigarette butt between his fingers had burned to the end. He simply reached out and pinched it out and threw it on the ground. He looked at Nian Zhi and said seriously: "You have to go through it. Although you and Mu Chenchu ​​are responsible for this project , but after all, you are the most important, if you don’t go, others will have ideas.”

Nian Zhi, "...brother, aren't you here? Actually, I..."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if she doesn't go. I can just go there on her behalf."

Before Nian Zhi finished speaking, Ye Nanxi interrupted her and took advantage of every opportunity, "Anyway, everyone is from the Ye family, and I am also the third young lady of the Ye family. What's more, everyone outside knows that Nian Zhi is mine. Sister-in-law, she can’t go, so as my younger sister, I personally went there in her stead, which can be considered very sincere from our Ye family. Dad, brother, do you think this is okay?”

Nian Zhi frowned, feeling really dumbfounded.

This was the first time she heard the word "sister-in-law" from Ye Nanxi's mouth.

Such a title, for her, Ye Nanxi, is really something that money can't buy. She used to call her Sister-in-law Xie Lingxi in front of her over and over again. Now, in order to attend this dinner, she really racked her brains and retreated again and again. retreat.

Seeing his daughter's enthusiasm, Ye Lingjun was worried that this matter had something to do with Fengti, but on second thought, the ambiguity between Song Wenjing and Nian Zhi also made him worried. Although it could not be confirmed, there was no evidence of any evidence, but if they really have any, it is related to the reputation of the entire Ye family, the Ye family, and Jinglan. Naturally, the latter is more important.

He coughed lightly, stood up and said: "...If that's the case, Wen Jing, just take Nanxi to the dinner and let her study, so Nian Zhi doesn't have to go there."

Ye Nanxi suddenly beamed, all the joy and expectation seemed to be written on his face, he ran over and took Ye Lingjun's hand and said, "Thank you, Dad! I will definitely learn from my big brother!"

Song Wenjing looked at Nian Zhi from beginning to end. He ignored what the other two people said and asked Nian Zhi in a cold voice, "You really don't want to go, do you?"

"........."

Nian Zhi lowered his eyes and nodded, "...I want to talk to Dad about something."

"can."

Song Wenjing simply interrupted Nian Zhi's words, turned around, and got directly into the car. Ye Nanxi followed immediately and bent down to get into the car.

She felt a little uncomfortable. In fact, her purpose was not to let Ye Nanxi follow Song Wenjing to that dinner.

She is not a fool. Ye Nanxi's statement that she is interested in Ye's work is completely false.

The one she was interested in was definitely Song Wenjing.

She is also a woman, from a woman's perspective, her longing eyes with a hint of admiration clearly told herself——

Is she, Ye Nanxi, really interested in Song Wenjing, or is she interested in a woman like a man?

This thought would shock her every time it crossed her mind.

But Nian Zhi has not analyzed that Fengti has another man outside.

She knew, having seen her several times, that Ye Nanxi was Ye Lingjun's youngest daughter.

But Nian Zhi then thought about it. No matter how unruly and domineering a girl is, she still understands the most basic ethics.

Song Wenjing, after all, is her half-brother. Will she be tempted by her own brother?

This is nonsense, impossible!

But if this idea is denied, then there is only one possibility left - she and him are not related by blood at all.

And Ye Nanxi probably knows this very well, otherwise, she would never have had such thoughts about Song Wenjing...

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As a black car passed by her feet, Nian Zhi frowned, her heart inexplicably raised in her throat. In a fleeting moment, she looked at the man in the back seat - his deep and three-dimensional profile was vaguely reflected in the dark black window, but there was an obvious coldness to it. meaning.

He seemed unhappy, but Nian Zhi felt that he was even more bored now.

Soon, the taillights of the car disappeared before his eyes.

She subconsciously squeezed the handbag in her hand, and someone tapped her shoulder at this moment, "Nian Zhi, don't you want to tell me something? Come up with me."

Ye Lingjun walked towards the house. Nian Zhi took a deep breath, suppressed all the messy thoughts in her heart, adjusted her mood, and followed her upstairs.

The servant brought tea. Nian Zhi sat opposite Ye Lingjun and watched the housekeeper who had been taking care of Ye Lingjun give him medicine. After taking it, the housekeeper exited the study. He took off his coat and looked at Nian with a smile. Zhi, "Okay, what do you want to tell dad?"

Nian Zhi knew that Ye Lingjun was not in good health, but this was the first time she saw him taking medicine. The housekeeper just gave him a small medicine box full of medicine, and she felt a little distressed when she saw him just taking it.

In fact, she has always respected Ye Lingjun as her father. Naturally, she would have some concerns when he was not in good health.

"Dad, do you usually take so many medicines?"

"Well, dad is old and useless."

Ye Lingjun waved his hand, "Hey, don't say this, Nian Zhi, what do you want to tell me?"

Nian Zhi pursed her lips and thought, some things have to be said sooner or later.

She twisted her fingers gently, "Dad, I actually want to talk to you... about Jinglan and I, the fifth wedding anniversary, and also, Jinglan and I... divorce, I I also want to have a good talk with Dad."

Ye Lingjun happened to be holding the teacup and took a sip. The moment he heard this, he frowned and looked at Nian Zhi, "Divorce?"

Nian Zhi twisted her fingers a little harder, "Dad, Jinglan and I really have no feelings. I know you don't agree with this, but I hope you can listen to me. I want to tell you what I really think."

Ye Lingjun calmly placed the tea cup in his hand on the coffee table. He folded his legs and put his crutch aside. He nodded, "You say it, I'll listen."