he is intoxicated

Nan Hua rebelled and sneered, "Why should I listen to you?"

"You don't have to listen. If something happens to you, don't blame me for not reminding you." Huo Beiyao's icy voice came from the phone, his tone firm.

Nan Hua lightly stroked the table knife on the table with her fingers, and smiled, "I'm fine, I'm safe, I'm on a date, please don't disturb us, ok?"

Touching the screen with her finger, she hung up the phone.

A second later, the phone rang again, and it was Huo Beiyao's again.

Nan Hua connected.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if he was enduring something, "Shen Nanhua, I order you to go downstairs within 3 minutes."

It was as if if she didn't go downstairs within 3 minutes, he would send someone up to break her leg.

Nanhua's patience with him was already limited, so she immediately choked, "Are you sick? I've been on a blind date with you, and you've helped me, but that doesn't mean you can control me as you please."

"Think about your daughter, what will she do if something happens to you?"

After being pinched seven inches, Nan Hua stood up.

Huo Beiyao had already said "something happened" twice in succession, and it seemed that the matter was indeed a bit serious.

Is sir a dangerous person?

What is the ulterior purpose of getting close to yourself?

A person who never shows his face, hides in the dark, has a nearly perfect personality, only gives, but never asks for anything in return, is indeed a bit suspicious.

It is easy to make people feel that he is throwing a big net to catch something.

Nanhua's mind was complicated for a while, and she didn't know who to trust.

While wanting to believe in the husband, at the same time worrying that the husband will really be detrimental to himself.

She looked in the direction of the bathroom, the door was closed and the lights inside were not turned on.

Mr. did not come out for a long time.

I don't know what he is doing in there?

She grabbed her bag, turned on the flashlight that came with her mobile phone, followed the road, walked lightly, put her ear to the door, held her breath, and listened.

No flushing toilet, no faucet, nothing.

very quiet.

It was eerily quiet.

Obviously, he went to the bathroom for another purpose.

As for the purpose, Nanhua had no time to think about it.

She lifted her foot and walked towards the door, her steps were light and fast, her heart was beating violently.

It was as if the gentleman who was still a god in her eyes one second, would become a cannibal or a murderer the next second.

Nanhua opened the door, took the elevator, and came downstairs.

The lady at the front desk saw her coming out and smiled and said, "Welcome next time."

Nan Hua nodded hastily at her.

At the entrance of the clubhouse, a black extended Maybach S640 suddenly parked.

It belonged to Huo Beiyao.

The driver saw her figure from the car, got out of the car, opened the rear door, and said respectfully, "Miss Shen, please get in the car."

Nan Hua didn't believe her husband, but she didn't believe Huo Beiyao even more. After all, three years ago, she got into his car like this and was pulled by the driver to a remote mountainous area. The car crashed and almost died.

Once bitten, twice shy.

She declined, "No need."

Walked straight to a taxi parked by the side of the road, opened the door and got in, and said to the driver, "Go to Chengnan Apartment."

After the car drove a certain distance, Nanhua's hanging heart fell back into her chest.

She picked up her phone and looked at it.

The husband didn't call or send a text message.

It was impossible for him not to know that he was gone, but he didn't express anything.

Nanhua thought for a moment, and then sent him a message: Sir, there is something urgent at home, I'm leaving first, and I'll make an appointment another day.

The message was sent out, and there was no reply for a long time.

Nanhua became more and more suspicious.

After being suspicious for a long time, I suddenly found it funny again.

She smiled lightly, and after laughing, she felt a slight pain in her heart, as if she had been bitten by something.

That's how it went on a first date.

Her heart, which was about to be alive, was frozen again.

For some reason, I felt a little reconciled, it was the kind of person who had finally moved his heart to a person, but others said he was a liar, a villain, and a person with ulterior motives.

Nan Hua still couldn't believe it.

She clearly remembered how kind her husband was to her.

When she had nowhere to turn for help, it was he who generously gave her 3000 million to help Mu Yan.

She was injured and couldn't sleep because of the pain at night, so he patted her to sleep like a child.

Fearing that something would happen to her, he guarded her all night without taking his clothes off.

Send someone to help her track down the murderer, help her avenge her, and help her vent her anger.

She had a fever, and he came back from out of town overnight, took care of her all night long, and even contributed money and effort to help her remove hot searches...

How can such a good person be a liar and a bad person?

Nan Hua turned her head and looked back through the rear windshield, hoping to see Gu Yikai's silver-gray Bentley catching up.

It's a pity I didn't see it.

All he could see was Huo Beiyao's black Maybach following behind the taxi, keeping a close distance.

Why did his car keep following him?

Nan Hua became vigilant and said to the driver: "Master, please drive faster and get rid of the Maybach behind you."

The taxi driver looked puzzled: "I am a poor Xiali, how can I drive a Maybach?"

Nan Hua stopped talking.

She is not Nanhua now, but Shen Nanhua. She didn't block Huo Beiyao's way, nor did she hinder his marriage. He probably wouldn't push himself to his death anymore.

It wasn't until the next morning that Nanhua received a reply from her husband.

He said: Sorry, I didn't feel well last night.

It seemed that he didn't want to explain anything.

Nan Hua didn't want to ask too many questions, for she was afraid that she would be disappointed if she continued to ask.

If possible, she would rather not have that date last night, so that her husband will always maintain a perfect image in her mind.

After a few seconds of silence, she replied: Take a good rest.

Sir: Okay, let's have dinner together some other day.

Nanhua: Good.

On the surface, the two seem to be the same as before, but the trust has begun to show subtle cracks.

She no longer trusts him [-]% like she used to.

All day long, Nan Hua was absent-minded.

The heart is empty, sore, swollen, and a little painful, empty, and the body is also very tired.

Feeling like a lost love.

In the afternoon, Nanhua received a ticket for an art exhibition.

It was sent by Shen Fengru.

She called him to thank him.

Shen Fengru said with a smile: "I know that you often go to exhibitions when you do design. It just so happens that my friend is the organizer of that art exhibition, so I asked for a ticket for you. Tomorrow is Saturday, so you can go to see it when you have time."

Nan Hua just wanted to say thank you.

I heard him say again: "Tomorrow morning, you go there at nine o'clock, and you must not be late."

Nan Hua knew that things were not that simple, so she asked, "Is Mr. Huo Beiyao also going tomorrow?"

Shen Fengru laughed, "Our Xiaohua is smart, yes, Mr. Huo will go too. To tell you the truth, this is the meaning of Mrs. Huo's mother. It was also her intention to invite you to meet him at home last time. "

Nan Hua was startled.

She didn't expect her to play tricks on her like that, she still didn't give up, and even joined hands with Shen Fengru to match them both up.

She wanted to refuse, but suddenly she changed her mind and said, "I will go tomorrow, but I have one condition."

Shen Fengru smiled and said, "You say it."

Nan Hua pinched the phone tightly with her fingers and said, "Let Mr. Huo bring his son Yangyang, otherwise I won't go."