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

Nanhuang was startled and said nothing. He sat next to the chair to see if he lost or won.

Having said that, although she had said she wanted to play chess with him a long time ago, it seems that she has not played chess with him once for so long.

Thinking of this, Nanhuang became very curious about the fifth master's chess skills.

As soon as Rong Wuye finished his sentence, he put down his cell phone temporarily, picked up Nanhuang who was sitting beside him with both hands, and let her sit on his lap.

Nanhuang was stunned.

Why did she sit on his lap? What do you mean?

"little things."

Nanhuang is no longer angry, but Rong Wuye seems to be arrogant.

"You are not allowed to praise other men in front of me in the future. Huh?"

"..."

"You can't praise other men unless you're in front of me. Huh?"

"…………"

She didn't want to talk.

Rong Wuye hugged her tightly in his arms, and his dark eyes focused on the phone again.

He frowned slightly and stared at the phone seriously, making Nanhuang unconsciously stare at it for two more seconds.

Nanhuang returned her attention to the chessboard itself. She was already good at chess, but she could almost replay it after seeing the chessboard.

horrible.

Rong Wuye's chess style is completely different from hers. She likes to take pictures slowly. But his chess game was unrestrained, showing his teeth and claws, but it was both rough and subtle, hiding deadly murderous intent.

Rong Wuye stared at the chess board, and slammed her head with his right hand. Nanhuang's head was pressed on his chest. Rong Wuye kept the phone screen in a place where both of them could see it, and continued to play chess.

Rong Wuye chuckled: "Dare you steal someone from me? He's afraid he doesn't know how he's going to die!"

The two sides were fighting on the chessboard, you were coming and I was going back and forth, the killing was so resolute and fierce that Nanhuang was frightened.

Nanhuang watched the fight intently, and in the end, Rong Wuye won by a narrow margin.

He actually won.

Nanhuang raised his eyebrows slightly.

He lazily put down his phone, and the cuffs of his pajamas were rolled up slightly, revealing the perfect arc of his arms. He leaned forward, slightly pressed, and got closer to Nanhuang. Nanhuang took a breath, but saw his perfect hands. He held the cup and handed the milk to Nanhuang to drink.

Not long after, the cell phone next to Rong Wuye lit up. He picked it up, raised the corners of his lips disdainfully, and put it close to his ear to answer.

The mobile phone was very close, and it was also close to Nanhuang, so Nanhuang, who was holding a cup and drinking milk, could hear it.

"Rong Wuye."

"Your surname is Mo?" Rong Wuye responded lazily.

The other party said with a slight smile: "Rong Wuye came to Xicheng and didn't see his old friends. What have you been busy with recently?"

Rong Wuye held Nanhuang's hand a little tighter, "I'm having sex with my woman, I'm busy."

"It is said that Mr. Rong Wu is not close to women. When did he have a woman?"

Rong Wuye's face was dark and scary, and his voice also had a hint of masculine courage. "I also want to report to you?"

"No." The other party's voice was light and gentle, "I wonder what the relationship between Rong Wuye and Ye Nanhuang is?"

Rong Wuye whispered: "Why, are you interested in my wife?"

After saying that, he was about to bite Nanhuang's lips. Nanhuang turned her head slightly, and Rong Wuye's kiss only fell on her face.

Rong Wuye, who was not kissed on the mouth, looked slightly downcast.

Nanhuang stepped back, shook his mouth away, and said, "Are you annoyed?"

Rong Wuye curled his lips, and when he answered the phone, his eyes became fierce again.

The other party paused for a while and then said, "Isn't Ye Nanhuang's man Xie Ziran?"

Rong Wuye's face suddenly darkened. He glanced at Nanhuang. Nanhuang glared at him. His expression suddenly softened and the gunfire turned towards Mo Shatian. "Who is this blind person talking nonsense again? Mo, you are very interested in my woman."

Mo Shatian smiled and said: "What are you saying, Fifth Master? Now that Fifth Master has come to Xicheng, do you have time to meet and have a drink?"

"It's disrespectful."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Wuye's body pressure felt a little low.

Nanhuang calmly stood up from Fifth Master Rong. Fifth Master Rong's eyes fell on her and asked, "What's going on with Xie Ziran?"

Nanhuang was confused: "Xie Ziran is my cousin!"

Rong Wuye raised his eyebrows: "That's a man too."

Nanhuang suddenly missed the beauty of how he looked like a dog yesterday.

"..." Nanhuang said, "I went to the bar to hang out. Xie Ziran was worried that I would be bullied, so he asked me to call him his girlfriend."

Mr. Rong Wu really wants to smoke. His face was dark. "I'm not a human being?"

He is her real boyfriend, why does she still use someone else's title of "boyfriend"? !

The corners of Nanhuang's mouth twitched.

"Rong Feng, you look more like a gangster than Mo Shatian now."

"..."

Others may not be angry with him, but Nanhuang really does one thing after another to make him angry.

Rong Wuye walked to the balcony, opened the window, and lit a cigarette.

After a while, he finished smoking, went to the kitchen to rinse his mouth, then went to the room, rummaged through the pile of dirty clothes he had from yesterday, found a brocade box, and opened it. He took out a low-key and gorgeous women's mechanical watch inside.

He picked up the watch and walked up to Nanhuang. Without saying anything, he put the watch on her hand. Then he walked to the sofa and sat down to watch TV.

Nanhuang looked at the watch on his wrist, which seemed to be a pair with the one on Rong Feng's hand.

Rong Wuye sat on the sofa, leaning forward, his elbows gently resting on his knees, looking at the TV in his eyes, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.

After a while, Rong Wuye said to himself: "I shouldn't keep a low profile anymore."

"..." Nanhuang picked up the cup and took another sip of milk.

In the afternoon, Nanhuang drove, and Rong Wuye sat lazily in the passenger seat.

Maybe it was about Mo Shatian and Xie Ziran in the morning, Rong Wuye leaned his head and looked out the window.

His face is still a little dark.

I drove to the entrance of the Medical Association. At this moment, many people had come to the Medical Association.

After Nanhuang parked the car, he got out of the car with Rong Wuye.

Mr. Rong Wu is tall and has long legs. He is tall and straight at 194cm tall. He wears a handmade high-end suit, which gives him a sense of casualness. His face is slim, giving off a sense of domineering without anger and self-power.

Just standing there, for a moment, he attracted a lot of attention from all directions.

Nanhuang walked in front and saw Xie Ziran at a glance. Xie Ziran also saw Nanhuang and waved eagerly: "Nanhuang!"

Nanhuang walked over and Xie Ziran said with a smile: "Nanhuang, why are you here today? Do you also want to watch the medical association's assessment?"

Nanhuang shook his head and looked around. "I plan to take the assessment. There are many people here."

Xie Ziran said with a smile: "Yes, you should come to participate in this. The medical association has more people every year. Xicheng Medical Association is famous in country Z. It can be said that half of Xicheng's status in country Z was established by Xicheng Medical Association . The assessment of the Medical Association is open and transparent, and there are many scenes that can be watched. Therefore, people from all the major families came. Although there were so many people at the scene, not all of them were taking the assessment, many came to watch."

Nanhuang glanced all the way and saw Song Chu and Zhong Ya standing together talking.

I also saw a few wealthy families from the West City who had appeared at Mrs. Bo's birthday party before.

Finally, she saw Bo Shen and Mu Yun not far away.