Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 35 - 035. You said... who is almost like dead?

Chapter 35: 035. You said... who is almost like dead?

Such a face and such a figure, no wonder he spent so much money, besides, in his eyes, a divorced woman is even more flavorful.

Nan Wan’s face turned cold, not even bothering to put up a basic pretense, she sidestepped to avoid him, "I have things to do, just follow the procedure for today’s accident."

Zheng Hua stepped forward to block Nan Wan’s path, half-squinting his eyes, speaking slowly, "Your brother is as good as dead now, why not... come with me?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Wan paused, looked up, her voice cool and indifferent, "Who did you say... is as good as dead?"

She was smiling, yet there wasn’t the slightest hint of warmth in her delicate features.

Although Zheng Hua used to fear Nan Ze, the situation was different now, even if he slept with his sister right on the street, Nan Ze wouldn’t see it.

Zheng Hua moved closer, dismissively smiled, "Your precious brother Nan Ze, a vegetable lying in the hospital, what difference is there between him and a dead man."

Nan Wan just stood quietly, waiting for Zheng Hua to finish speaking, the curve of her lips rising.

Without a word, she bent her knee and delivered a fierce kick between his legs, holding nothing back.

Then there was a muffled groan of pain.

Zheng Hua, already tipsy, stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching the spot Nan Wan had kicked, veins bulging on his forehead, curling into a ball.

The driver standing by was startled, quickly rushing over to help when he regained his senses, "President Zheng, are you okay?"

Zheng Hua, full of anger, shouted out loudly, whether to alleviate the pain or because he lost face, "Get lost!"

He swore and shoved the driver away, struggling to stand up from the ground.

The whole process was like a clown.

Nan Wan didn’t move, just stood there, watching him with a smile.

Zheng Hua panted heavily, holding back a stream of curses, but looking at the calm Nan Wan in front of him, he grinned, "Feisty, act up when given face, I am definitely going to have my way with you today."

As he spoke, he moved in Nan Wan’s direction.

This place was a bit secluded, few people passed by this corner; even if passersby sensed something was wrong, they pretended not to see anything and quickly walked by after meeting Zheng Hua’s warning gaze.

The driver also sensibly turned his back.

It was morning now, and Nan Wan thought that no matter how perverse Zheng Hua was, he wouldn’t really do anything to her here, so she didn’t move a step.

"You harm me even a little, and my brother will cut off one of your legs," Nan Wan leaned against the car, her expression calm and distant, the curve of her lips gentle, "Even if he can’t now, he will one day."

Zheng Hua knew this, but the odds of a vegetative patient recovering, no one could guarantee. Isn’t life about enjoying oneself, who cares about the future?

He sneered dismissively, "One year, or ten years, or even longer?"

Watching his malicious grin, a growing fear rose within Nan Wan, never before had she so desperately wished for Lu Li to appear.