Regretful CEO: Courting My Wife for 99 Times

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the richest wrong love: President chasing his wife 99 times the latest chapter!Nan's was not very peaceful early in the morning, and the water surrounding the company was blocked by reporters. Everyone was fighting for today's exclusive news.

"The couple with such a good relationship suddenly divorced, what is the inside story?" Because this is definitely the headline today.

The inside of the company is not as calm as it looks on the surface, but the waves are actually choppy. Everyone is whispering in private.

Discussing this sensational matter of the whole company and the media.

Someone said: "Madam has a terminal illness and does not want to delay Mr. Nan."

He also said: "Xiao Nan is not Mr. Nan's biological child. Mr. Nan was furious when he knew it, so he divorced."

"There is also a question about which beautiful model Nan Jin Fan cheated on. His wife was angry and said that she was going to divorce.

Some people even said: "They are brothers and sisters. They found out that they had AIDS after being together. They divorced in order not to harm their children in the future."

There are all kinds of versions, it really depends on how big the world is, how big the brain is.

The news soon reached Nan Qiwei's ears, and he called Nan Jin Fan on the phone with a lazy posture and cunning eyes.

"Hey, Jin Fan, I'm an uncle, what's the matter, how can I get a divorce in a decent way? Why are you so impulsive, why can't you say anything about it, why do you have to divorce!"

His voice was anxious as if Nan Jin Fan was his biological son, and the opposite Nan Jin Fan was silent, leaning his head on the back of his chair, as if thinking about something.

Here Zhou Qiwei said to himself again; "Let’s go to your uncle’s house to eat at night. You haven’t been here for a long time. Let’s have a good chat. That’s it, don’t disturb your work." Nan Jin Fan hung up when he refused.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Qiwei put away the amiable smirk accumulated on his face, took a sip of tea, a trace of undetectable cruelty appeared under his eyes, and said to the opposite Zhou Yan: "You ask someone to follow Nan Jin Fan on the road. Everything is photographed."

Zhou Yan was puzzled and wanted to say something, but after taking a look at Nan Qiwei, he took it back, and then got up and left.

After Zhou Yan left, Nan Qiwei made another phone call with a gloomy face and explained something. Finally, he said: "If you can't do it well, wait for your father to go to jail!" Then hang up.

Nan, Nan Jin Fan still sat on the office chair in the same posture as before, with a cold face, so cold that the air in the entire office was condensed.

The assistant cautiously opened the door and walked in, put a disc of documents on the desk, and whispered when he saw that his boss had no response.

But Nan Jin Fan still had no response. The assistant was about to leave but heard the person say: "I hope those people will completely disappear from my sight within two minutes."

The voice was dull and cold, and the frozen assistant shuddered.

"Understand" and tremblingly opened the door and left.

After the assistant left, Nan Jin Fan tried to calm himself down and seriously review the documents, but couldn't concentrate anymore. His mind was filled with the smile of his wife and the little hand waving by the child.

The expression on his face was a little slack, but he thought of the aunt's coercion and the news that he had revealed. The face became cold again, and he thought of his so-called uncle’s invitation and simply put down the pen and went out with his coat.

The car drove quickly and soon arrived at the door of Nan Qiwei's house. Nan Qiwei greeted Nan Jin Fan with a "kind smile" on his face.

"Jin Fan! It's been a long time since you came to Uncle's place. When you were a kid, you ran to me when you were fine. You always pick fruit with your memories, why haven't you been here recently."

"Recently, the workload is too much and there is no time to come. Uncle don't think too much. When I was young, I didn't know how to make trouble for my uncle. Uncle didn't care about it." Nan Jin Fan answered politely.

"Hahaha, Jin Fan, you say so, you really see it outside. I asked Auntie to make a table of dishes that you like to eat. You can enjoy your face." He said that, but Nan Jin Fan couldn't refuse to refuse. , Had to go to the dining room with him.

When I went to the dining room, I found that it was all my favorite. It seemed that Nan Qiwei hadn't spent much time on it, so he didn't know what kind of good intentions were.

"Jin Fan, come, sit down," Nan Qiwei greeted.

When Nan Jin Fan sat down and found a pair of chopsticks left, he asked, "Does uncle have any distinguished guests?"

Nan Qiwei laughed without answering, only saying "Aren't you my distinguished guest? Hurry up, it won't taste good when it's cold."

After inquiring halfway through the meal, I saw the girl walking with a girl. Nan Jin Fan felt familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

As soon as the girl came, she smiled and sat next to Nan Qiwei. Nan Jin Yan saw that he was the woman who was in love outside, and couldn't help but mockingly said: "Uncle is really Yaxing!"

Nan Qiwei smiled impatiently at him: "This man always has to have a company when he gets old! Otherwise, there will be a pile of ashes in the ashes and no one will remember."

Listening to his pointed words, Nan Jin Fan didn't speak, but the irony in his eyes flashed past.

Seeing that the atmosphere had cooled down, the girl eased to "I'm sorry, I'm late, don't blame me, I'll fine myself three cups." Nan Qiwei laughed and exclaimed straightforwardly, the woman was not restrained at all, and started Strike a punch and fight for wine.

Nan Jin Fan was a little impatient, but didn't show it. On the surface, the meal seemed to be very enjoyable. In fact, everyone has their own careful thoughts. For Nan Jin Fan, every moment here is like a year. Wish to end soon.

Suddenly Nan Qiwei asked him: "Jin Fan, what's wrong with Zhi Yi? Didn't it all work well before? Why did you suddenly divorce? How did you explain to your dead father?" There was a little anger in his tone. meaning.

It’s okay not to mention this. When Nan Jin Fan was mentioned, he was frustrated. He thought he really didn’t know anything, but he kept it up. He just faintly agreed: "It’s nothing, it’s just a small contradiction, which makes Uncle worry. , I will take care of it."

Nan Qiwei smiled falsely: "That's good, that's good."

Nan Jin Fan exchanged greetings for a while and then he wanted to leave. Nan Qiwei didn't want to stay. He only said that he would drop in with the girl and ask him to send it home. Nan Jin Fan didn't want to be entangled with him, so he readily agreed.

Halfway, the girl didn't know if she was really drunk or fake. Nan Jin Fan had no choice but to open the car door because she was so noisy and wanted to vomit.

But she held it twice but couldn't stand up. She looked at Nan Jin Fan with watery eyes and said to help me get up. After Nan Jin Fan got out of the car impatiently, she opened the car door and pulled her out. The girl went down. On him, he couldn't push away.

Nan Jin Fan felt a trace of nausea and pushed her hard, not wanting her to take advantage of her strength to lie halfway in the car, her arms tightly around his waist, a black silk leg crossed his thigh, smiling charmingly.

Seeing her, Nan Jin Fan seemed to understand something, so he leaned down and whispered to her, "I never take a bus."

The girl's face was blue as soon as the words came out, but she soon recovered, and continued to hug his neck in a shameless sigh, and said in a very whispering voice: "I am not"

After finishing talking, she gently slapped his mouth while he was not paying attention, and then let go. Suddenly her stomach was churning, and she ran to the side of the road and vomited.

Although Nan Jin Fan looked disgusted, but thinking that she was always a woman, he went to pat her back and hand her water.

The world felt suddenly quiet and terrible, Nan Jin Fan opened the mouth to break the silence, "Why do you do this?"

The girl glanced at him, "There is no reason but...I am willing." Then she leaned close to him and smiled: "I like you, do you believe it?"

Nan Jin Fan coldly left the word "Don't believe it!"

The girl grinned and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go and take me home."

Nan Jin Fan asked, "What do you want to do?" The answer was the wind. He looked at her back, thin and desolate. In the end, he didn't ask anything, but silently sent her home, all of which was collected by others. The camera kept a big story, but Nan Jin Fan didn't know what he was thinking and didn't notice at all.

Back home, it was almost early in the morning, Nan Jin Fan took a shower and lay on the bed. There used to be Zhang Shuiyan, but tonight he was in a free time. He felt that he could not sleep well anyhow. He got up and walked into the next room again. There was no one, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly. He walked to the living room window and lit a cigarette, watching the sparks burning to the fingertips, circulating until dawn.

He suddenly thought that he hadn't smoked like this for a long time. When did he start? It seems that after marriage, marriage can really make people change many habits.Similarly, many people couldn't sleep this night, but everyone was in a different mood.

Nan Qiwei's home, Nan Qiwei looked at the photos revealing infinite greed and desire, but Zhou Yan didn't know what it was like. Sometimes she felt like a machine, even what she wanted. She didn't know that she felt uncomfortable when she saw Nan Jin Fan happy, and she felt uncomfortable when he saw Nan Jin Fan unhappy. Sometimes she really felt mentally ill.Nanqiwei dialed a number; "Hahaha! Yes, it seems that I didn't choose the wrong person. Don't worry, what I promised will definitely be done. However, you have to leave and never come back." The voice was hearty, Reveal the excitement that can't be concealed.

On the other side of the phone there was silence, and after the silence was a compromise "Okay, I promise you."

Hanging up the phone, she leaned against the wall, her thoughts drifting far.It was so far that she herself couldn't remember how long ago it was.