After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

After getting into Yang Bo's car, Nanhuang was a little tired. The car was very quiet, which was very suitable for sleeping. She leaned slightly against the car door and fell asleep tiredly.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on a soft bed. The bed is huge and the bedding is as soft as clouds.

She opened the quilt in a panic and found that she had changed into a soft and white nightgown.

She immediately jumped out of bed and opened the curtains to see that it was still dark outside. However, she seemed to be somewhere she didn't know.

She put on her slippers and opened the door, only to see Yang Bo guarding the door.

"Assistant Yang."

"Miss." Yang Bo smiled.

Nanhuang asked directly: "Assistant Yang, where are we? Where are my clothes and mobile phone?"

Yang Bo nodded: "Miss, this is the fifth master's vineyard. The fifth master is waiting for you in the study."

"I still have my clothes and my phone!"

Yang Bo replied: "Miss, you will not feel comfortable sleeping after wearing the same clothes outside for a whole day. So I asked someone to change you into comfortable clothes. As for the mobile phone, I have confiscated it for the time being."

Nanhuang: "..."

Nanhuang: "Confiscated mobile phone? Are you trying to cheat or kidnapping?"

Yang Bo smiled and said: "You are thinking too much."

Nanhuang laughed angrily: "Am I overthinking? You kidnapped me here and confiscated my phone. What are you going to do next?"

Yang Bo smiled and continued to answer: "Don't be nervous, Miss. We just invite you to live here for a while."

Nanhuang pondered: "Why did you bring me here? Why me?"

Yang Bo answered her: "Miss, you look very much like an old friend of our Fifth Master. After the Fifth Master found out about you, he came all the way from the Imperial City to see you."

After saying that, Yang Bo stopped, lowered his head slightly, and said with some sincerity: "Miss, our fifth master misses that old friend very much. If possible, I hope you can spend time with the fifth master."

Nanhuang was silent for a while and asked: "Old friend?"

Yang Bo paused slightly.

She probably knew. "I understand. Bai Yueguang, the beautiful memory of the wealthy president when he was young? So, I am now your fifth master's substitute for Bai Yueguang?"

Yang Bo was silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.

The corners of Nanhuang's mouth twitched slightly. "Are you kidding me?!"

She had just become a stumbling block that interfered with Bo Shen's search for Bai Yueguang. Now, she had become another man's substitute for Bai Yueguang?

Doesn't she conflict with the term "Bai Yueguang"?

The problem is that she doesn’t want to either!

He followed Yang Bo to Master Rong Wu's study and brought him there. Yang Bo nodded slightly: "Master Rong."

The huge study room, the calm and heavy ancient Chinese style decoration, and the simple atmosphere make it easy to calm down.

In this luxurious and calm study room, the dignified man stood upright, his dark and deep eyes staring at the painting "Cliff" bought for 500 million yuan.

The mysterious wealthy businessman of the Imperial City, Rong Wuye, the figure that the West City wealthy families care about and fear, turns out to be him.

Nanhuang calmed down.

"Come in." The man said softly.

Nanhuang walked in.

From a quick glance at the banquet, Nanhuang knew that the person in front of him was not an easy person to get along with, but he never expected that he would meet alone so soon.

"I heard that your ribs are broken?" Nanhuang asked.

After Rong Wuye heard her voice, he slowly and slightly tilted his head. Leng Jun glanced at her with a gloomy face.

"broken."

broken? ? Nanhuang was embarrassed.

Rong Wuye turned his head and looked at the painting with his dark eyes again.

Nanhuang defended himself seriously: "It's impossible to break it, I'm not strong enough."

The man smiled contemptuously.

It seems that it is indeed a hit.

She continued: "How much compensation do you need from me? Return your phone to me and I will transfer it to you."

When Rong Wuye heard this, he laughed out loud as if he had heard something funny. Then he looked at her and said, "I don't need your money?"

"..."

Rong Wuye lowered his voice a little. "come over."

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her, and Nanhuang sat directly on his lap.

Nanhuang was shocked and his whole body was shaken.

What does it mean? ! ! !

"Fifth Master!" She struggled wildly.

"Don't move." His voice was much softer, with a hint of coaxing, "Tell me the story in this painting."

"..." This man's chest is too hard and his strength is too strong. Nanhuang couldn't struggle, but seeing that Rong Wuye was not in further trouble, he changed his mind and temporarily stopped struggling.

Her eyes deepened.

"I don't know, I didn't draw this." Nanhuang denied.

"Be good, tell me the story behind this painting." He repeated in a low voice.

"..." Nanhuang pursed her lips.

"In this painting, are the shoes used for jumping off the cliff a man's or a woman's?" He asked bewilderingly with a strong sense of oppression.

Nanhuang's eyes fluctuated, and he suddenly answered with depression: "It belongs to a young man!"

Her mood swings were severe and she was panting slightly.

"Oh?" The corners of Rong Wuye's lips raised slightly, "Then, these footprints here, are they of men or women?"

Nanhuang shook his head and didn't want to speak.

Rong Wuye pinched her waist and put his head in the crook of her neck, "Tell me, why didn't she save him?"

His voice was sexy and low, and Nanhuang had no scruples about it.

Why didn't she save him?

Nanhuang was in a trance, and his mind was in a mess.

Why didn't she save him?

Rong Wuye's arm tightened her tighter and tighter, and it wasn't until Nanhuang felt uncomfortable breathing that she came back to her senses.

"Fifth Master!" Nanhuang resisted his rough strength.

He was so strong, she had just been reborn into this body not long ago, and the power of this body could not compete with his strength.

came the man's rough voice. He smelled her scent deeply, "Struggled in a man's arms? Do you know that this is some kind of signal to men? Huh?"

Nanhuang's whole body was tense.

She explained eagerly: "Fifth Master, you have recognized the wrong person. I am Ye Nanhuang, Bo Shen's wife. I am a woman with a husband. Please let me go home."

Rong Wuye sat up and smiled evilly: "What's wrong with a woman who has a husband?"

Nanhuang was shocked.

Rong Wuye raised his hands and held Nanhuang's face while she was looking at her in shock and panic.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was looking at another person through her.

Suddenly, he locked her in his arms and held her tightly.

Nanhuang was nervous all over, and she struggled to resist.

"Don't move, I just want to give you a hug." The man's deep voice sounded in her ears.

Nanhuang, who was bewitched, froze and did not dare to move at this moment.

After a long time, there was a vibrating sound in the man's trouser pocket. He took out his cell phone, answered the call, hummed twice impatiently, and then let her go.

"It's really annoying."

Rong Wuye was a little distressed and irritable. "Ye Nanhuang, right? You can do anything here. But don't try to escape, otherwise, I will kill you... Do you understand?"