Dissolves in water!

Nan Ci's gaze stared coldly at the skirt, if this skirt was worn by her to the banquet, who would "accidentally" splash it with water......

She walked around her skirt for a while, a little confused.

The skirts of the dress counter are all international brands, and they will not be made into materials that dissolve in water and smash their signs, is it the woman who hit her today?

She took a few photos of the skirt and sent the brand name and size to Xu Xian, tapping her fingertips on the screen of her mobile phone.

- "Quietly, help me buy a skirt of the same style, I need it urgently." ”

Since someone wants to harm her, it is better to plan it, and the corners of Nan Ci's lips smiled slightly.

Tangtang carefully tugged at the corner of Nan Ci's clothes, and in the soft orange light of dusk, it seemed that his handsome face was at a loss.

"I'm sorry Mom, your skirt ......"

Nan Ci pinched his face, "It's okay, I helped my mother a lot, what do you want to eat at night?"

I trotted upstairs and took a "brick" down, and up close I saw that it was a book.

He turned a page, pointed to the steamed crab in the book, and blinked: "I want to eat this!"

On the side, the chef respectfully asked Nan Ci, "Does Miss Nan want to cook herself?"

At the expectant look in his eyes, Nan Ci nodded, a little in a trance.

When she was a child, she cooked for the first time, and she was as big as a dignified.

Nan Yanqing left their mother and daughter at home in the countryside, but over the years, she has practiced Nan Ci's exquisite cooking skills.

The chef bent down to take the book from his hand and handed it to Nan Ci, "Miss Nan, you need to understand this." ”

Nan Ci flipped it over casually, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently, it was actually Qin Yubei's preferences and taboos.

The list of things he didn't eat alone was thirteen pages.

Don't eat spicy, don't eat greasy, and maintain health like an old cadre with red dates and wolfberries.

Nan Ci put a lot of sketches on the coffee table, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen, like a little tail, following Nan Ci step by step.

I bought a lot of dishes in the kitchen, enough to make four dishes and one soup.

Nan Ci washed his hands, and the sound of pots and pans soon sounded in the kitchen, and the tomatoes fried in the pot until medium-rare had just been added with water.

She was afraid that it would be hot, and Xiao Tuanzi stubbornly refused to leave, so Nan Ci moved a stool to the kitchen door, took two heads of garlic to Tangtang, and asked him to help peel the garlic.

When Qin Yubei came back, he saw Nan Ci cutting radishes in the kitchen, and his footsteps paused.

In his brain, which had only been working all day, a sentence suddenly came to him.

——Who comes from the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but is confined to day and night, kitchen and love.

Nan Ci seemed to notice his gaze, tilted his head to look at him, and the flour marks in the shape of a small hand on his left cheek were probably a masterpiece.

Soon, Nan Ci took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen, and brought the last dish of boiled beef to the table, "Husband, dignified, it's time to eat!"

After saying that, she choked herself, how could she feel like a family of three living a small life?

In order to take care of Qin Yubei's taste, she put very little seasoning, without adding MSG and chili peppers.

Qin Yubei put down the file, glanced at the fragrant home-cooked food on the table, and a touch of pleasure crossed his eyebrows.

Nan Ci took the warm rice wine from the maid's hand, and pointed to the steamed crab on the table, "The crab cold wine is warm, pour you a little." ”

Qin Yubei's gaze fell on the pointed white rice in front of him, noncommittal.

When Nan Qi poured wine into the wine glass in his hand, Qin Yubei's handsome face turned cold, "You still dare to drink?"

Nan Ci put the wine bottle back, thinking of the bottle of Riedel that was poured by Qin Wei last time, he still had palpitations.

After dinner, Qin Yubei went back to the study to read the documents, and Nan Ci received a call from Song Chunong.

As soon as the phone was connected, Song Chunong was in a commanding tone, and he wanted his daughter to climb the branches and be a phoenix.

"Tomorrow for Mrs. Qin's birthday banquet, Qin Wei, the young master of the Qin family, will also go, and when the time comes, you can help Su Su to connect with him. After the banquet, he took Su Su back to the Qin family directly and had a good relationship in front of the Qin family. ”

Nan Ci flipped the page of the script in his hand, and he didn't raise his eyelids halfway, "According to incomplete statistics, Qin Wei has had ninety-five predecessors and four current ones, do you want Nan Ruosu to be the hundredth and make up a round number for a good lottery?"

"Nan Ci!" Song Qiu snapped and threw something to the ground, "You only need to let Su Su marry Qin Wei, and the rest will not be your turn to put the beak." ”

Nan Ci raised his eyebrows, but he admired Song Qiunong's thoughts a little.

Nan Ruosu had three or four boyfriends in junior high school, and in high school, she took men home, and the college notices were all bought for her by Nan Yanqing.

After graduating, she went in and out of various Fengyue places, and there were hundreds of dance skirts in nightclubs alone.

Song Qiunong wouldn't fail to see that her straw bale daughter and Huahua Young Master Qin Wei were not worthy at all.

She insisted on marrying her daughter to Qin Wei, who seemed to be the most prosperous man, but she felt that her husband and son were unreliable.

"Qin Wei likes obedient women with few words, some caution is not too stupid, but he can be in his control......"

Nan Ci directly described Ye Yiyi's characteristics to Song Qiunong.

As soon as Eli's matter came out a few days ago, the Dingsheng Personnel Department fired Ye Yiyi, and there were many clues, which made Nan Ci guess that Ye Yiyi and Qin Wei were having an affair.

Song Qiunong spoke: "In the future, report the news about Qin Wei to me as soon as possible, your grandfather is old, and your father and I will take good care of him." ”

This is the threat, Nan Ci's eyes narrowed: "I really doubt that Ms. Song is my aunt or my grandfather's daughter." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Song Chunong's voice was shrill and sharply raised, revealing the taste of weakness.

The phone snapped and hung up, and Nan Ci thoughtfully packed up the legal materials on the coffee table in the living room and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

In order to win the heroine of the gold medal lawyer, Xu quietly enrolled her in night classes in law, running announcements during the day and watching online classes at night.

The information in his hand was missing a divorce lawsuit, and Nan Ci didn't care.

As soon as she walked to the door, an arm behind her had already pushed open the bedroom door, Qin Yubei pushed her into the bedroom, and closed the door with her backhand, her face covered with a heavy layer of frost.

Nan Ci was holding a large stack of materials, and he staggered down, his eyebrows twisted, "What is this?"

This person is just a picky eater, and he is so moody, Virgo is not as difficult to serve as him.

Qin Yubei pinched a document in his hand, his jaw tightened into a thin line, "Do you want a divorce?"

Nan Ci was stunned, almost laughed angrily, to be honest, this marriage was not her original intention in the first place.

But if she really wants to get divorced, Nan Yanqing can definitely resell her goods to those greasy bosses who have business dealings with the Nan Group.

From the tiger's den to the wolf's den, isn't that stupid?

"Nan Ci, let me tell you, as long as I am not dead, divorce...... Don't even think about it!"

Qin Yubei's dark eyes just stared at Nan Ci without turning around, and his tone was thin and cold.

Nan Ci's heart trembled, and she was a little puzzled, how could this person recognize that she wanted to divorce him?

Qin Yubei handed her the document in his hand, and Nan Ci read it at a glance, frowning.

It was a handwritten divorce agreement, in her handwriting.