After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"Shen Xunzhou, what do you mean? How did I provoke you?"

Shen Rong followed Shen Xunzhou out, and when he saw someone trying to get into the car, he pressed on the door to stop him.

Shen Xunzhou looked down at him, his eyes filled with the coldness and ruthlessness that only a superior can show: "You just had an abortion, is it a month old? And you're still going through all this trouble."

"You............." Shen Rong was stunned: "How do you know?"

"The old rules in Nanyang are there. Any sensible person will not visit other people's homes within a month after having an abortion, because...

"Shen Xunzhou lowered his eyes and stared at her: "Bad luck."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed her slender arm and pulled the car away.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the bodyguard behind him wisely handed him a handkerchief, and the man took it.

While wiping his hands.

At the same time, he asked coldly: "What do you think would happen if the old lady knew about this?"

Shen Rong didn't dare to think about it.

She knew that this was the rule in Nanyang.

People are also quite taboo about this. If there are newlyweds in the family, they will be accused of having bad intentions.

Besides, the old lady didn't love her in the first place, so keeping her in the Shen family was already a kindness.

His eyes glanced at the handkerchief in Shen Xunzhou's hand, and his back stiffened a little: "So, you spoke harshly to me today because of this matter?"

Haha——————Shen Xunzhou sneered, he actually knows how to think highly of himself.

The man didn't bother to answer her question. He opened the car door and got in.

Go ahead and go.

Shen Rong watched him leave, hatred welling up in her chest. He came and went in a hurry, as if he had taken the time to come back and slap her in the face.

............

"Old lady," Shen Xunzhou threatened Shen Rong to leave, and everyone in the room fell silent.

As we were chatting, Aunt Xu uttered a cry of surprise while sorting her shoes at the door.

Come over with a pair of slippers.

Turn it upside down to show them, there is a blood stain.

"What is this? Xun Zhou's slippers?"

"Yes," Aunt Xu nodded, "The young master must be injured."

"Where did he come from? How did he get injured?" the old lady was shocked.

"Who dares to hurt him?" Hu Yue glanced at Shen Mang: "What is the position of the Shen family in Nanyang? Who dares to risk his life?"

Shen Mang winked at his mother frantically, but she acted as if she didn't see him. He sighed helplessly, holding his forehead and said, "Of course no one dares to hurt him. What if he is a bitch?"

As soon as Shen Mang said this, the living room fell silent.

Hu Yue was surprised: "What does Mangmang mean? Xun Zhou came to ask for help?"

The old lady probably knew what was going on and snorted, "It's really cheap."

"When someone was pursuing him, he didn't like her. Now that the girl is being pursued by someone, he panicked?"

"Sooner or later he will be like his eunuch cat, wanting to do something but not being able to do it."

Song Jinzhi was stunned. Isn't this a curse on his son?

"Mom, Xun Zhou is a person, not a cat."

The old lady snorted coldly: "It might as well be a cat!"

"Whatever wife we ​​find for him, he will be his wife. As a human being, he can look down on her one moment and flatter her the next. Mangmang is right. He is a slut."

Shen Mang sat down on the sofa, wishing he could become invisible.

Just curse at her, why are you asking her for anything?

"I heard a few days ago that the Ling family and the Wen family have been getting close recently. The old lady of the Ling family has invited Zhao Wan'er of the Wen family to drink tea several times. Could she be in love with Ling Jibai?"

Shen Mang panicked: "Who? Ling Jibai?"

"Isn't that an old man to Wen Jin?"

The old lady glanced at Shen Mang and said, "Old people are more caring."

"That's too big! It's almost a round."

"Only eight years old."

"Isn't eight years old enough?" Shen Mang asked.

Old lady: “Is it big?”

Shen Mang responded honestly: "Big!"

"Big?" the old lady asked again.

Shen Mang received the signal from the old lady's eyes.

Blessing to the soul.

He shook his head in defiance of his conscience: "It's not that big."

"Male Daba, Sai Jinhua, pretty good."

"That's right," the old lady pointed at Song Jinzhi sarcastically, while fiddling with the teacup in her hand. "Old men are all wanted, but my son, who is better than the sky, is still a single dog."

"It's better to castrate him. There's no hope."

"Mom————" Song Jinzhi was unhappy.

Has anyone said this about their grandson?

Seeing that she was about to speak, Shen Changze held the back of his wife's hand and tried to smooth things over: "Let the children make their own decisions about their relationships. We can't help them."

"Why can't you help? They have someone to assist them, but you can't?"

Shen Zhengling watched the show for a long time, and only spoke up when he saw this: "Mom, if you let my eldest brother go to dinner with Wen Qiyun, he would be so scared that he dared not raise his head."

The old lady was also furious when she saw her second son. She raised a daughter who was a useless person, and a son who never came home. All the family burdens were placed on Shen Xunzhou's shoulders. How could he dare to show up if he didn't shrink back?

"You mean to say that your eldest brother has taken a high position and is looking down on others?"

Shen Zhengling:........

"Are you trying to excuse others?" The old lady glared at him. "If you don't call your son back, the ancestors in the family will forget what he looks like."

.................

"Is something wrong?"

Shen Mang pushed open the door of Shen Xunzhou's office and poked his head in stealthily.

Shen Xunzhou saw it at a glance.

She touched her nose awkwardly: "How many minutes will it take you?"

Shen Xunzhou waved his hand, signaling Zhou Jin to take a few CEOs out.

The office door closed and opened again, and the doctor came in carrying a medicine box.

"The old lady asked me to come here and also asked me to take photos and report on my work."

Shen Mang leaned against his desk and sighed: "As soon as you left, the old lady scolded you from beginning to end, even 647 was not spared."

The doctor removed the red gauze on his foot and was stunned for a few seconds when he saw the wound. He said, "It's hot recently, so it's best not to wear leather shoes and socks. Be careful of infection."

Shen Xunzhou hummed: "Try your best. You handle it first."

"What happened to your foot? Was it Wen Jin who did it?"

"Some accidents," Shen Xunzhou responded.

"There are 80,000 words in the world, but only the word love hurts the most............"

...................

On Wednesday, Wen Jin just finished the exam and came out of the classroom.

I received a call from Fangtai, asking her if she was still accepting orders recently.

"What order?"

"It's a new game, and the other party encountered difficulties with the theme music. I mentioned you to him, and he was very interested in you."

"You can try it. Ask him to add me on WeChat."

"Okay, feel free."

"Do you know why I like you?"

"Why?" Wen Jin followed up his question.

"Because you can understand human language."

Wen Jin raised his eyebrows: "Scold me?"

"No, no, no, it's a compliment. Most artists are only immersed in their own world and never listen to the client's requests, but you are different."

"Artist? I just want to make a living."

"To make a living?" Mrs. Fang was stunned. The last time she earned tens of millions, she used the term "making a living" to describe it?

"You owe a loan shark?"