That sort of talk was similar to an old man from the end of the Qing Dynasty.
He Nanxi felt that Bai Weiwei, this soft bun character, needed someone to help her fight for her rights.
Otherwise, when his brother, who liked to have others wear green hats, woke up, wouldn’t he kick Bai Weiwei out? If he didn’t divorce, wouldn’t she be forced to be a hostess.
Divorced, this soft bun wouldn’t ask for a cent.
To take advantage of the time when his bastard brother hadn’t yet woken up to transfer assets, was the right thing to do.
Unconsciously, He Nanxi’s whole mind was standing on Bai Weiwei’s side.
There was no other way, because the He family were all wolves.
The hearts were poisonous and the temperaments vicious.
Mix in a poor little lamb like Bai Weiwei.
In the blink of an eye, she was skinned and stewed, while still completely unaware.
Bai Weiwei sighed gently, then extended her cool hand to hold his, eyes carrying a few strands of gratitude.
“Nanxi, thank you.”
He Nanxi’s fingers were stiff.
Her delicate fingertips inadvertently slipped over the back of his hand,
It brought a burst of a tingling sensation.
His breathing was a little messy, it took a long time for him to hum out a sentence, “My own people, no need for thanks.”
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 38.】
He Nanxi was very motivated to liquidate his brother’s property and give his sister-in-law some benefits.
But after liquidating, the amount was not right, ah.
After checking into it, most of the wealth was taken away by the little slut mistress.
He Nanxi really want to grab He Dongling’s neck and lift him up for a beating, “Don’t give money to your own wife, give it all to your little three, you slag warrior king.”
But, he had fallen into a coma.
Even if he were beat to death he still couldn’t wake up to repent.
He Nanxi restrained his anger, no, it can’t be cheaper than that little slut.
He looked back and watched Bai Weiwei cook with the nanny in the kitchen.
She sat on a low stool, with her fingers on the menu, focused on what to choose. She occasionally looked up and smiled at the nanny.
Gentle and virtuous, such a good woman, but He Dongling didn’t cherish her.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at degree 40.】
Bai Weiwei: “My dish washing posture looks that good?”
The favorability rose itself with a touch of affection.
System: “When don’t you look good.”
Bai Weiwei: “…… Have you been poisoned?”
The system’s praise left her startled.
The system that had a rare impulse to praise: “……”
Bai Weiwei: “I think I should have an affair, wait any longer and I’m worried it’ll rise until there’s ninety familial affection points.”
Although He Nanxi was under her guidance, she might have a little different color in his imagination.
But there was still more compassion for his sister-in-law.
This kind of favorability was proper familial affection.
System: “You can say affair so righteously and justly?”
Bai Weiwei: “I am also forced, ah. You think of He Nanxi, his father packed up a little lover, greened his mother. He Dongling and the little lover have relations, greening his father and I. I have to have an affair with He Nanxi and green them back to not lose, ah.”
Is this the Greenhat family?
Such indescribably messy relationships.
The system self disclosed its eyes had been contaminated.
They’re all green paste.
He Nanxi was still trying to figure out how to deal with that little slut.
However, Bai Weiwei’s side had already arranged an appointment with the little lover.
The yellow faced wife in a room with the vixen little three, to talk about two or three things and rip cunt1.
After she set up the incident, she deliberately wandered around in front of He Nanxi. Appearing in something of a trance, with a few hints of panic.
He Nanxi would be sure to investigate this like Sherlock Holmes.
Just when the nerves are most sensitive.
His eyes were a little deep as he stared at her for a while and suddenly asked: “What happened to you?”
[1] 撕逼, a rather vulgar slang for cat fight.
