Reborn Sweet Wife: The Paranoid Emperor Shaoruo Can Flirt

She took a taxi to the Nan's mansion. Every time she came to this place, she felt very lonely and cold. After coming for so long, she was not used to this place.

The door of the Nan's mansion was opened, and Nan Shu greeted her with a refined appearance. When she saw Qi Yan, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Qi Yan, I'm so sorry, I should have gone to pick you up."

Qi Yan shook his head: "What are you talking about? I was the one who wanted to come here. It's fine if I don't bother you. How can I ask you to pick me up?"

"No matter when, Qi Yan is a distinguished guest of my Nan family." Nan Shu is also a socialite, without that kind of superior indifference, the whole person's temperament is very elegant, revealing a coldness, every time she sees Qi Yan, it is A rare smile.

Qi Yan once felt that Nan Shu was doing it for her brother.

"Is Nan Chuji's situation better recently?" Qi Yan asked.

Nan Shu was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer, she considered it for a while, and then said: "My brother also received treatment last time, but the condition is not very good."

"Is it not good?" Qi Yan was a little worried.

"Would you like to see him? Recently, my brother's mood has improved a lot." Nan Shu's words really have no credibility at all.

Qi Yan once again walked to the room at the end of the corridor. Through the window of the corridor, she could see the lush trees outside. She knocked on the door and found that there was no movement inside.

Could it be that Nan Chuji was sleeping?

She knocked again and the door was opened.

When she saw Nan Chuji, she was a little shocked, because his hands were dirty, as if they were painting?Then the whole person's clothes were also dirty, and he didn't look like the exiled fairy who didn't eat the fireworks of the world at all.

"Brother Chuji, long time no see." Qi Yan greeted.

Nan Chuji nodded faintly: "Sorry, I'm a little out of shape today."

"It's fine, that's fine, are you drawing?" Qi Yan asked curiously.

"Well, I have nothing to do." Nan Chuji signaled the other party to come in, and Qi Yan followed him in. Compared with the last time, this room is indeed much more popular, and the last time I came, it was terribly empty.

"Why did you come here today?" Nan Chuji seemed a little curious.

"Nan Chuji, do you really remember who I am?" Qi Yan was very puzzled. Everyone would forget Nan Chuji's illness, but she was the only one who remembered herself. Every time she was puzzled.

Nan Chuji shook his head: "I don't know how to answer."

"Huh?" What does this mean.

"Look." Nan Chuji showed the painting he just drew.

Qi Yan followed the trend and looked, it was an abstract art painting, the person on it was herself, she could recognize it clearly, and the eyes were so similar.

"Looks good." She sighed involuntarily.

Nan Chuji seemed a little embarrassed: "If you like it, I'll give it to you after the painting is finished." Although the voice was still so pleasant and melodious, there was a little cautious fear of being rejected in it.

"Is it okay, is it okay?" Qi Yan seemed a little unbelievable.

Nan Chuji nodded: "Yes, as long as you don't dislike it."

Qi Yan immediately turned her head, in disbelief: "What a face I am, to dare to despise such a thing."

Inexplicably feel that people like Nan Chuji are really decathlons.

Thinking of the decathlon, she thought of Shen Muchen and Ji Cheng.

Why are there so many excellent people in this world!

"How is your body now?" Qi Yan asked.

Nan Chuji nodded: "Nan Shu should have told you when I came in. A doctor has already seen me. I think I should be cured. I should be able to face the public with this face."

In fact, I was a little scared, after all, it hadn't appeared for a long time.

"Yes, why not!" Qi Yan didn't understand why Nan Chuji was always so sad and melancholy, his body was slowly recovering, and now that he knew Nan Shu's name, he would definitely get better of.

"Is that so, I would like to borrow your good words."

Nan Chuji smiled lightly, his light blue eyes were like stars.

Qi Yan didn't delay too long, and said goodbye to Nan Chuji.

After she left, the smoke and fire on Nan Chuji's body seemed to disappear. Looking at her hands, she felt itchy, and turned to go into the bathroom.

"Don't sink into it anymore, if he knows who you are, he won't be with you anymore." A strange voice sounded, making him suddenly wake up.

"I've never invited her. She always came here on my own initiative. From this point of view, it's considered intentional. If I can help you here in the future, it would be great, right?"

"How is it possible, you should know who is in her heart."

"I don't know."

The two voices intertwined, like a fight.

In the end, it was Nan Chuji's soul that slowly calmed down. After he came out of the bathroom, his hair was still dripping with water, destroying the oil painting he had just painted. Sure enough, he still felt that it was not perfect.

On a certain mountain in the outskirts of the imperial capital, there was mist.

When you stand on the top, there is a feeling that you will be at the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains.Shen Muchen was dressed in black, with a cold expression on his face, he walked slowly to his specific location, passed a bridge, and saw the man sitting on the bench in the long pavilion.

"Long time no see, old friend." The man sitting on the bench said.

The voice is exceptionally nice, the silver hair looks particularly eye-catching, and the side profile is also exquisite and perfect. When he saw Shen Muchen, he smiled and motioned for him to sit down.

Shen Muchen sat down, his expression still indifferent.

"I really didn't expect that you would come here alone, aren't you afraid that I will kill you here?" The man was very indifferent when he spoke, although his words were so cruel, his expression was very kind.

Such a person is the most terrifying.

"Since you have called me out, it is naturally impossible to kill me." Shen Muchen looked at him, the two of them knew the same about each other, "Am I right? Master Yi?"

Yi Qingqiu is a genius born in the Yi family for a hundred years. She has been a proud son of heaven since she was a child. She has a mysterious personality and has never shown it to the world since she was a child.

"As expected, you are very smart." Yi Qingqiu smiled.

Shen Muchen said: "Then I'll be smart again. Was it your plan that you took the initiative to get to know me before?" According to Yi Qingqiu's personality, it is definitely possible.

He has been dormant for too long, so naturally he knows everything.

"No, you are my teacher's son, and you are my little brother in terms of emotion and reason. Anyway, I treat you differently from them. It's just that you are too smart and treat you too much. The people from the Shen family are taking it seriously." Yi Qingqiu's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

There is no emotion in the pair of eyes. Two beautiful men of completely different types are confronting each other here. Shen Muchen shook his head lightly, disapproving of his words, "I was born from the person you hate the most, you shouldn't hate me. me?"

Shen Muchen's birth was not that noble.

His father forcibly married his mother, and then he had him. No matter what, for his mother, Yi Qingqiu's mistress, this was a stain in her life.

Shouldn't Yi Qingqiu clean up this stain on herself?
"Yes, not only you, but also the entire Shen family is in my plan, because my master was depressed when he learned of your birth, and my master's wife died tragically in the end. Your birth is a tragedy for everyone. Your father has been traveling around too, so he doesn't want to talk to you." Yi Qingqiu's eyes were filled with hatred, and Shen Muchen, who was opposite him, remained motionless.

It's really a nice place with a nice view.

But now it has become a place where two people negotiate and confront each other. Shen Muchen knew from childhood that his mother hated him, and his father felt half of him. Maybe every time he saw his face, he would think of someone.

"So you called me here today, do you want to tell me about your adventures?" Shen Muchen didn't believe that Yi Qingqiu would let him go and let the Shen family go. He was able to plan for such a long time and kill the killer, so naturally he didn't It may be so easy to compromise.

"No, catch up on the past." Yi Qingqiu said with a smile.

Shen Muchen said, "I thought we'd make things clear in LA." The two of them had nothing to say, for Yi Qingqiu, his face was retribution, how could he let himself go.

"Yes, but I forgot to tell you one thing at that time, Shen Muchen, I will take away everything you want to have, I have been close to you for so long, and I don't know that you have a little girl who has liked for a long time , you said if she left you, what would you do?"

After Yi Qingqiu finished speaking, he saw the fear of losing in Shen Muchen's eyes. His expression was calm. Sure enough, as a human being, what he fears the most is emotion, which is equivalent to putting his weakness in the most conspicuous position for others to catch.

Unexpectedly, Shen Muchen was also so infatuated.

Every time I saw Shen Muchen, I would think of this face that was very similar to my teacher's wife. When he sent someone close to Qi Yan, he didn't know Shen Muchen's thoughts about Qi Yan. At that time, it was all because, only No one in the Shen family should be spared and must be monitored.

Unexpectedly, it was later discovered that Qi Yan was the most important weakness.

Shen Muchen looked at the man sitting on the bench. The place was shrouded in clouds and mist. Yi Qingqiu's handsome and elegant appearance made people think that he saw an exile. He is stroking his teacup, looking at ease.

It was as if the person who spoke cruelly just now was not him at all.

"Qi Yan, no one can move." Shen Muchen looked at him indifferently.

Yi Qingqiu's expression froze for a moment, and finally he smiled helplessly: "I hope you can keep her." Something flashed through his mind, and the smile on his face became more gentle, but those eyes The darkness and sarcasm in the eyes are frightening.

Shen Muchen looked at him without saying a word.

When I first met Yi Qingqiu, this man was less than 15 years old. At that time, the man was not as gentle and polite as he is now, nor did he have the demeanor of a master now.