Yu Jinwen knew that Nan Song could not have thought about it.

I must have already figured it out in my mind.

This is indeed the case.

Even if Nan Song didn't want to think too much about it, the few words Cheng Xian told her at the police station made her stop thinking about it.

Sometimes it's like this, the authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.

The problem that others could see at a glance had to be turned around several times before she, the client, could think of it.

"I have many enemies, overtly and covertly. There are only a few strong rivals in the shopping mall, and the biggest one has even formed an alliance."

Nan Song looked at Yu Jinwen, squinting and smiling.

Yu Jinwen didn't expect that she could still joke about this kind of thing. He was slightly startled, but he couldn't help but laugh too, leaned over and kissed her on the mouth.

"Yes, Yu and Nan have become strategic partners. This is something I never dared to consider before."

Now the two of them are like grasshoppers on a rope.

"However," Nan Song changed the subject, a hint of coolness appeared in his eyes, "I really can't think of anyone who can use such despicable means to destroy two of our generals and treat human life as trivial.

He has the courage to provoke the Nan family so blatantly. Even if Jiang Fan has the courage, he does not have the ability."

She directly said Jiang Fan's name, which made Yu Jinwen's pupils shrink.

In fact, until now, they all tacitly knew that the person who was causing trouble in the Nan clan and framed Nan Song was closely related to Jiang Fan, but they did not tell it openly. First of all, there was no conclusive evidence. Who could

They are not willing to regard friends as enemies; secondly, if they speak out, they are afraid that Nansong will not be able to get through.

Jiang Fan was the person Nan Song single-handedly promoted, and he was also her right-hand man.

No one can understand the pain of cutting off one of your arms with a wave of your hand more than the person involved.

Yu Jinwen looked at Nan Song distressedly, "I thought you would..."

"You thought I would be sad, didn't you?"

A wry smile appeared on Nan Song's lips, "It's normal to be sad. Not only am I sad, I'm also sad. I'm sad that he obviously has something on his mind, but he refuses to tell me anything. It's clear that he doesn't trust me enough, or in his heart,

There are things more important than me, Binan's family, and his brother's life, so even now, he still refuses to show his face, refuses to confront me head-on, and hides in the dark like a shrunken turtle.

....The Jiang Fan I know is not like this."

There was a flash of pain in her eyes.

Yu Jinwen knew the anger and injustice in her heart at this moment, so he touched her head with his generous palm to comfort her.

"As long as we are human, we have feelings. You and Jiang Fan grew up together, and now you are drifting apart, and no one can live with it. This is how people's lives are. At a certain stage, they will face different choices. Some

The choice may not be what you want, but as long as you choose, you have to bear it."

Yu Jinwen's voice was low, "He chooses the path he wants to take, and you choose the path you want to take. Whether you will reach the same destination through different paths depends on God's arrangements."

Nan Song thought about Yu Jinwen's words and felt that his heart was so heavy that he could not breathe.

The night is like a big black net, tightly covering the city.

Jiang Fan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette in his mouth, staring quietly at the boundless night outside, with a cold and numb expression on his face, like a sculpture.

Looking at the lights of thousands of homes outside, there was no warmth in his heart, because no home belonged to him.

A slim figure walked towards him. The woman was wearing a bean paste-colored silk sling. She stepped on the soft plush carpet with her bare feet. She walked towards the man step by step, her toes on the ground, her movements were light, and she didn't make any sound until

The soft body pressed against his back, and Jiang Fan stiffened and came back to his senses.

Compared with the touch of her body that was unique to women, the fragrance emanating from her body was what made him feel a little dazed.

Song Xi also applied rose essential oil on her body.

It smells very similar to Nan Song's.
Chapter completed!