Chapter 5 Giegie, I won't allow it~

The whole place was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Song Yirou walked to Song Nanxi and said, "I lost." She looked at Song Nanxi unwillingly, "But I will definitely beat you next time!"

Song Nanxi didn't even raise her head, "Oh, then I wish you success."

The false success that can only be achieved by relying on the system is at risk of failure at any time!

Song Nanxi is waiting to see.

At this time, someone realized: "Oh no! Live broadcast! Hurry up and turn off the live broadcast!"

The live broadcast room where the heated discussion was taking place was suddenly closed, but what happened tonight had already been pushed to the top of the hot searches.

"Um, Song Nanxi! Your phone keeps ringing!"

Song Nanxi picked up her bag from the ground, took out her cell phone and looked at the contacts. The reaction ingrained in her bones made her expression freeze.

Chi Hao went over curiously, "Who is it? Why don't you answer the phone? Today is the best day, why don't we just go out for a midnight snack later?"

He was still excited at the moment and winked at Jiang Mu, signaling him to say a few words quickly.

He felt that no woman could resist Ye Ge's charm!

The corner of Song Nanxi's mouth twitched. She pushed Chi Hao's face away and answered the phone.

Before she could even open her mouth, a black business car slammed into the brakes next to her.

"Fuck! Who is this? So arrogant——"

The voice stopped abruptly when he saw the man opening the door and getting out of the car.

The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his shirt was almost bursting from muscles so full and tight that he seemed to be about 1.80 meters tall, and he exuded a strong hormonal scent.

If it wasn't inappropriate, Song Nanxi really wanted to whistle.

Ling Sheng, her agent. As the eldest son of the Ling family, he is a maverick. He ignores the family business and insists on entering the entertainment industry. He has a sharp eye and all the artists he has managed are doing well in the industry.

Only Song Nanxi should be the only failure in Ling Sheng's career.

Song Nanxi touched his nose, guessing that Ling Sheng might have come to settle the score.

After thinking about it, she decided to take the initiative, "Brother Ling, I know I was wrong."

It’s never wrong to apologize first.

Ling Sheng paused and glanced at Song Nanxi. If he had not seen from the live broadcast how arrogant the woman in front of him was, he might have really been deceived by Song Nanxi's current well-behaved appearance.

He hung up the call with Song Nanxi, "No need to explain, save it for when you get back and talk to Mr. Song."

He opened the car door and motioned Song Nanxi to get in.

"What—" Song Nanxi was really panicked now. She said awkwardly, "How could my grandfather know about this!"

If there is anything in this world that is worth Song Nanxi's nostalgia, it must be Old Man Song!

After learning of her existence, the old man immediately took her back. When the whole family favored Song Yirou, he stood firmly on her side and gave her special preference.

He even decided to leave all his inheritance to Song Nanxi after a hundred years. However, just before the will was to be read, Mr. Song suddenly died of cardiac arrest, and the will was nowhere to be found.

If you say that Song Yirou had no hand in this, she would not believe it even if you beat her to death!

Song Nanxi is arrogant outside, but she knows that she is playing with her life and really doesn't want to provoke the old man!

She looked angry and asked, "Did you file a complaint?"

Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows. Was this woman blaming him?

"So what? Or do you think you did the right thing?"

Song Nanxi bent down to get into the car, eager to go home, "My grandfather is not in good health, I don't want him to worry about me!"

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of awareness." The meaning of this statement is unclear.

Song Nanxi ignored his sarcasm and urged Ling Sheng to leave quickly.

At this time, Song Yirou strode over and said anxiously, "Brother Ling, I heard that Grandpa knew about it. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been competing with Nanxi. If you are going to the Song family, can you take me with you? I want to explain to Grandpa."

Otherwise, Song Nanxi wouldn’t know how to complain!

Before Ling Sheng could say anything, a burst of fragrance came over.

Song Nanxi went over and locked the car with a click.

"Song Nanxi!"

Song Nanxi threw a provocative look at Song Yirou through the car window, "I won't take you with me, are you angry?"

Song Yirou was so angry that she almost died!

But in front of Ling Sheng, she couldn't show it, "Brother Ling, you have to send Song Nanxi back anyway, so just take me with you."

The tone is familiar.

She was telling Song Nanxi that the Song family and the Ling family were old friends, and that the friendship between her, Song Yirou, and Ling Sheng was naturally far beyond what Song Nanxi, a wild girl who had just returned, could compare to.

Song Nanxi sneered twice, then turned around and suddenly softened her tone, "Ling giegie, you are not allowed to bring other women in the car~"

Ling Sheng: "...What the hell are you doing?"

He rubbed his eyebrows, knowing that Song Nanxi and Song Yirou had never gotten along, and he had not originally planned to take Song Yirou along.

Otherwise, wouldn't the two of them have started fighting in his car halfway?

"Sorry, I'm Song Nanxi's agent."

A double entendre.

As the car started, Song Nanxi waved his hand, "bye~"

Song Yirou's face turned pale.

At this time, Zheng Yuzhe came over and said flatteringly, "Xiao Rou, I also drove here, can I take you there?"

Looking at Zheng Yuzhe's swollen face, Song Yirou felt a little nauseous, but when she thought about Zheng Yuzhe's identity, she changed her mind and said, "Okay."

In the car, looking at the increasingly familiar route and thinking about seeing his grandfather soon, Song Nanxi couldn't help but get excited.

She looked out the car window with sparkling eyes and a slight smile on the corners of her lips.

Ling Sheng said calmly: "When did you learn to ride a motorcycle? How come I didn't know?"

"I can also poop. Do I have to report this to you as well? Linggiegie?" Song Nanxi supported her chin and turned her head, looking at the man's chiseled profile. He wore a pair of narrow-rimmed glasses on his nose, which made him look particularly sexy.

No wonder she became one of Song Yirou's capture targets——

Ling Sheng frowned tightly, "Song Nanxi, I don't remember provoking you."

"Women's minds are ever-changing. Maybe it's just a moment?"

Ling Sheng’s head hurt even more.

In the past, I thought Song Nanxi was a piece of mud that couldn't be climbed up the wall. But now, not only did she not climb up the wall, she also grabbed some mud and smeared it all over his face.

Song Nanxi was specially entrusted to him by Mr. Song. Otherwise, judging by Ling Sheng's strict standards, Song Nanxi would definitely not be qualified to become his contracted artist.

When we arrived at the old house, the carved door opened automatically to both sides.

The car stopped in front of the main building.

Seeing the old butler standing at the door waiting, Song Nanxi could no longer laugh.

Butler Bai respectfully asked Song Nanxi to get out of the car, "Miss Nanxi, the old man is waiting for you in the study."

Song Nanxi got out of the car with gritted teeth and looked at Ling Sheng eagerly.

Ling Sheng smiled, "Why are you looking at me? Why aren't you smiling? Is it your nature not to smile?"

Song Nanxi was choked back.

"You're so cruel!"

She walked towards the study without hesitation.

When this moment really came, Song Nanxi felt not only guilty but also excited.

Finally she could see her only relative again.