The truth of the matter was indeed guessed by Gu Huaisheng.

Nanqing and Ji Shumo were originally a contract marriage.

It's just that seven years have passed, and Nanqing has long fallen into a picture called love, and he loves his wife deeply.

However, Ji Shumo is not, she still has never opened her heart, even to her closest pillow person.

So much so that a month after Ji Heng's death.

Ji Shumo gave Nan Qing a divorce agreement, her posture was undisguised cold and resolute, and she was unwilling to compromise at all.

In the end, Ji Shumo and Nanqing divorced.

Nan Qing didn't know why his wife suddenly filed for divorce from him.

This secret is a bargaining chip in Gu Huaisheng's hand, and it is a bargaining chip for him to make a deal with Nanqing.

A private club in the capital.

In an old alley, a typical five-entry courtyard house creeps there in a low-key manner, with a wide and bright gate closed, and two red lanterns adorned outside the door, which is antique.

At this time, a low-key luxury car stopped at the door.

I opened the car door.

A pair of slender legs stepped out of the car door, and the clean white shoes were spotless.

The man stood at the door of the courtyard, his figure slender and slender, his pale eyes calm and waveless, and his slender curly eyelashes looming in the sunlight.

Someone was waiting at the door of the courtyard early in the morning.

After seeing Nan Qing, the waiter greeted him with a smile with perfect etiquette on his face, "Mr. Nan, please come in, the head of the family is already waiting for you inside." ”

Who is the head of the family in this person's mouth, Nan Qing naturally knows.

A man with clean and clear eyebrows, a sarcastic smile tugging at the corners of his scarlet and good-looking mouth. He walked in with a stride, his slender and good-looking figure extremely eye-catching.

The five-entry large quadrangle, sitting north and facing south, the gate is in the northeast corner as usual, and when you enter the gate, it is the shadow wall.

In the courtyard, the corridor, the verandah, the verandah and the cloister are connected.

The stone carving in the courtyard is beautiful, the houses between the rooms are all carved gallery painting buildings, the forehead is painted with Soviet-style color paintings, the colors are gorgeous, and the decoration is luxurious.

When he arrived at the front of the house, Nan Qing reached out and opened the door curtain.

The man who came in the night, the moment he stepped in, seemed to be full of elegance, his temperament was too clean and clear, the kind of extreme purity that did not belong to this earthly world.

Nan Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the man sitting not far away pouring tea, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

Thinking that this person was once Ji Shumo's fiancé, Nan Qing's eyes sank by two points, and there was a bit of coldness between his pale and clean eyebrows.

After looking at Gu Huaisheng's eyes, Nan Qing faintly withdrew his eyes.

He chuckled, the corners of his pretty, pale lips curling in a sarcastic arc.

I silently recited the name in my heart.

Gu Huaisheng.

Sure enough, the name is well deserved, and it can fully afford to be called the crown capital.

This person, just looking at his appearance, is already peerless.

If you want to describe it as a plant, except for Qingya bamboo, there seems to be no other plant that can match him.

In ancient times, there is almost no garden without bamboo dwelling and there is bamboo, then the secluded fence blows the window, the clear air fills the courtyard, the bamboo shadow is swaying, the posture enters the painting, the green leaves do not wither in winter, delicate and chic.

This man is such an elegant person.

He just sat lightly, his posture was straight and slender, and his slender and white fingertips pinched a teacup, and his posture was unhurried.

Noticed the arrival of Nanqing.

Gu Huaisheng, who was sitting, raised his eyes, raised his slender and good-looking hand, and raised his hand in the direction of the opposite seat, his tone was indifferent and polite, "Please take a seat." ”

The voice is nice and low-magnetic, with a hint of coldness.