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."
