The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

When he saw the two of them talking and laughing together, he had a kind of indescribable emotion. It was so stifled that he panicked, but he could not vent it out.    

As their eyes met, Xie Jingzhen looked at him quietly.    

Nan Xingchuan could not stand the sight of a pair of pitch-black eyes looking at him. He grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms. Xie Jingzhen immediately resisted and pushed her arms away, not letting him touch her.    

"Let me hug you for a while." Nan Xingchuan's voice was hoarse.    

The moment he opened his mouth, Xie ___ could feel that something was wrong with him.    

The struggling body stopped and stood there.    

Nan Xingchuan hugged Xie Jingzhen and buried his head in her shoulder.    

The night was dark, and the wind was blowing. The leaves on the ground were rustling.    

For a moment, Xie Jingxuan felt that Nanxing Chuan was still.    

She felt that he was like a silent bow, standing there, as if he would collapse in the next second.    

Xie Jingzhen did not know what happened to Nan Xingchuan, but she could feel his low pressure and exhaustion.    

He said that he would let go of her after hugging her for a while.    

When Nanxing Chuan turned around and left, Xie Suo stood at the same spot and looked at his back.    

The streetlights were dim, and the lights in the winter night were all cold.    

Nan Xingchuan's back looked lonely and stern. The wind lifted a corner of his jacket, and it hung down very quickly.    

For some reason, Xie Jingzhen's heart ached. She looked at the long shadow of Nanxing Chuan on the ground, and finally opened her mouth to ask:    

"Did you eat?"    

Nan Xingchuan stopped in his tracks.    

Xie Jingxuan had brought him outside the school. After returning from South City, her brother had instructed her to be on guard against Nan Xingchuan.    

He had even bought her an apartment near the school to reduce the chances of meeting up with Nan Xingchuan.    

But it had only been a few days and she had already brought him back.    

Xie Jingzhen thought that if her brother knew about it, he would definitely be angered to death, wouldn't he?    

"With a bang, the lights turned on, and the room was as warm as spring.    

Xie Jingxuan bent down and gave him a pair of male shoes. Nan Xingchuan stood at the door and looked at the shoes without moving.    

"New, disposable." Xie Jingzhen said.    

Only then did Nanxing Chuan put it on and walk in. A pair of black eyes looked around the room.    

Xie Jingxuan lived in a house with a living room and a balcony. The layout was neat and tidy, and there were many cute little ornaments placed beside the TV cabinet. A Ugari leaf was inserted into the left corner, giving a very lively atmosphere.    

He suddenly remembered the jasmine flower on the windowsill of the little girl when they were neighbors.    

When the wind blew, he could smell the fragrance in the room.    

It was as if it had happened yesterday.    

"Take a seat first." Xie Jingzhen packed up the magazines on the sofa and poured a cup of plain water on the table.    

Nanxing Chuan sat on the sofa and drank a mouthful of water.    

Xie Jingxuan took off her coat and opened the fridge. She looked a little embarrassed. "There's only noodles left. Do you want some?"    

"Yes." Nanxing Chuan said one word.    

Xie Jingzhen took out a bundle of noodles, a box of eggs, and tomatoes. She walked to the kitchen, took out the rubber band in her pocket, and tied her hair up.    

Actually, she didn't really know how to cook. She only knew how to make some simple vegetarian food. For noodles, she could barely make them.    

Nanxing Chuan placed the cup on the table and saw through Xie Zhen with a glance. He said, "Let me do it."    

Nanxing Chuan was very familiar with the posture below. In a short while, a steaming hot bowl of noodles came out of the pot.    

Because Xie Jingzhen had eaten it at night, she did not eat it. Nanxing Chuan sat there and lowered his head to eat the noodles. The hot air made his face a little blurry.    

"Where did you go today?" Xie Jingzhen asked.    

What happened? She still had half a sentence to ask.    

Nanxing Chuan's hand holding the chopsticks paused. He answered: "I went to deal with a few restless people."    

Xie Jingzhen would not know how much danger and blood was hidden behind this casual sentence.    

Ever since he took charge of the Nan Family, he had firmly held the Nan Family in his hands. However, there were still people who wanted to seize power.    

Not only that, there were also many people eyeing him covetously from the grey zone.    

These few days, Xie Jingzhen had been ignoring him. He might as well use these few days to deal with these people.    

He didn't want her to take any more risks.    

The air returned to silence. After saying that, he continued to lower his head and eat noodles. There was only the sound of noodles being sucked around him.    

Nanxing Chuan had always been eating noodles slowly and unhurriedly, but for some reason, he choked. He lowered his head, his chest trembled, and he let out a violent cough. His eyes were slightly red because of the cough.    

Xie Jingxuan poured a glass of water for him. Her eyes could not hide her worry. "What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"