Yu Jinwen looked at the scenery outside the window and played with the rose seal in his hand. He felt that he didn't know his ex-wife well enough, and now, he wanted to know her again.

The car drove past the rose bed, the most iconic building in Nancheng.

Yu Jinwen called Fu Yu, "I'm here."

...

When she was about to get off work, Nan Song received a call from her younger brother, asking her to accompany him to a fashionable charity dinner.

Nan Song didn't even mean to decline politely, and refused unceremoniously, "No time."

"You've almost turned yourself into a spinning top. Combining work and rest is good for your physical and mental health."

Bailu Yuer heard that Nan Song was about to hang up the phone and quickly threw out the bait, "There was an auction at the dinner. I heard that there were four small enamel bowls. I asked someone to authenticate them. They were made during the reign of Emperor Kangxi. If you don't want them, then

It belongs to me."

Nan Song couldn't help but pause as he signed, "Time and place."

Bai Luyu smiled triumphantly, "I'll pick you up in the rose garden at 7pm. Remember to dress up nicely."

Speaking of other things, Nan Song might still be able to withstand the temptation, but everyone in the Nan family is obsessed with antique jades. They would rather receive a thousand by mistake than let one go.

Nan Song went home, took a bath and changed into a dress. When he came out of the room, he happened to meet Nanya, who was also dressed in the same style and ready to go out.

The two sisters met on a narrow road in the corridor.

When Nanya saw Nan Song for the first time, she was so jealous that she burst into flames.

The red velvet one-shoulder jumpsuit worn by Nan Song was custom-made during this year's Paris Spring and Summer Fashion Week. She was looking at the photo with envy and admiration this morning, thinking about it but not getting it. Unexpectedly, she wore it at Nan Song in the evening.

on the body.

The bag slung on the wrist is also a limited edition from LV.

And the emerald pendant she wears around her neck is so attractive... Is she wearing a whole house on her body?

"Are you going to the fashion charity dinner too?" Nanya asked rudely.

Nan Song adjusted her earrings, her posture was calm and elegant, her voice was calm, but her momentum was overwhelming.

"When talking to the eldest sister, you must be respectful and polite. The Nan family has always been well-organized. Have all the rules you learned as a child been eaten by dogs?"

Perhaps because she had been tortured so badly in the past few days, Nanya's heart couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes shrank, for fear that Nan Song would lock her up for a few more days if she disagreed, and she never wanted to bear that feeling again.

She bit her lip and reluctantly called out, "Sister."

"Yeah." Nan Song nodded and looked at Nanya's outfit again, "What you are wearing is probably the Chanel model from four or five years ago. It's not bad. It matches your temperament."

It was rare to hear a word of praise from Nan Song's mouth. Nanya suddenly beamed with joy and said, "Really? What kind of temperament do I have."

She wanted to hear Nan Song praise her some more.
Chapter completed!