Chapter 227 Personally changing her pajamas~~nosebleed gushing out!

"Dad, please have mercy! Weiwei is your own granddaughter!" Mrs. Song cried out in anguish, pleading pitifully. She grabbed Mr. Song's sleeve, "Dad! Weiwei has been pampered since she was little. How can she go to such a barren place as Africa to suffer?"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Song's face grew even colder, and he forcefully pried open Madam Song's fingers one by one. "She must leave, or the entire Song family will be buried with her!"

Mrs. Song collapsed to the ground, her palms scraped raw by the floor, blood seeping out. "Dad, why are you so cruel..."

The mother and daughter finally understood one thing!

That is, Old Master Song was determined to send Song Weiwei away.

The two women hugged each other and wept bitterly, but this did not earn them any pity from Old Master Song.

The butler had already walked up to Song Weiwei with two suitcases. "Miss, your luggage is packed, including your passport and ID card. I'll take you to the airport now."

"No! No! Weiwei! Don't go!" Madam Song hugged Song Weiwei and pleaded with Old Master Song, "Dad, I want to go too. How can I bear to let Weiwei go there alone? No one will take care of her, she will die!"

"Impossible!" Old Master Song glanced at the butler, who immediately instructed two servants to pull Madam Song and Song Weiwei apart. "You stay at home, Song Weiwei will go to Africa by herself!"

"She's become like this because you spoiled her too much, making her arrogant and ignorant!"

"If you don't let go, I'll chop off both of your hands! I'll send them to Fu Yanshen if you want!"

Madam Song flinched in fright and quickly released her grip on Song Weiwei.

Song Weiwei sobbed, her voice broken, "Grandpa... I don't want to go! Mom! Mom!"

She screamed, but the maid and housekeeper still cruelly pushed her into the car to go to the airport.

The car window rolled down, and she continued to call out to Old Madam Song, "Mom! Save me! I don't want to go! I don't want to..."

The car sped away, leaving only a trail of exhaust fumes behind.

Madam Song collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted, and looked as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

Grandpa Song sighed heavily and looked at Song Tianxue, who had been standing by watching the show.

His eyes revealed a shrewd calculation. "You're quite sensible. I didn't expect you to be able to curry favor with Xia Mian."

"Sigh!" He sighed again, feeling a tightness in his chest.

Having lived most of my life, only to be threatened and manipulated by this young man from the Fu family in the end—what a feeling…

Unable to speak, he could only swallow his words.

"If you can't curry favor with Fu Yanshen, it's better to hook up with Xia Mian. It's better than ending up like Weiwei."

"I understand, Grandpa," Song Tianxue replied perfunctorily, bowing her head, and walked towards the room.

That's hilarious!

She enjoys being around Xia Mian, but it has nothing to do with any financial interests of the Song family!

Simply because Xia Mian deserves it! Xia Mian is outstanding! Xia Mian saved her; she's her benefactor!

Isn't it only natural for her to be kind to her benefactor? It has nothing to do with that damned Song family!

She finally saw through him; all Old Master Song cared about was profit!

And the Song family members are already rotten to the core! They're all harboring ulterior motives.

Hearing that her benefactor had started a company, Song Tianxue was eager to try it out.

I'm wondering if I'll be able to get a suitable position after interviewing at Xia Mian Company.

...

After having dinner with Shen Yingshuang, on the way back to the Fu family manor, Xia Mian felt a little drowsy, her little head resting on Fu Yanshen's shoulder, her long eyelashes covering her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Fu Yanshen couldn't bear to wake her, so he picked her up and carried her directly to the bedroom.

He looked at Xia Mian's graceful body lying on the bed, his raised long fingers paused slightly, wanting to help her change her pajamas so that she could sleep more comfortably.

But... he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Xia Mian and hesitating for a long time.

I wanted to wake her up, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Having no other choice, he had to change her pajamas himself.

When his fingers touched her smooth neck, he suddenly stopped. The girl's skin was porcelain white with an alluring sheen, so white that you could almost see the blue veins beneath. His nose almost started bleeding.

His gaze slowly moved downwards, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and quickly unbuttoned her clothes before helping her put on her pajamas.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt his heart pounding like a rollercoaster.

After doing all this, he hurriedly got up and rushed out of the room.

Standing in the corridor, his gaze remained fixed on Xia Mian.

He stared at her intently for a while before slowly closing the door to the room.

He let out a breath and went to the study.

As soon as I stepped inside, the computer, which hadn't been turned off, emitted a sound of emails being sent and received.

A flicker of emotion crossed his cold eyes, and he immediately sat up straight in front of the computer.

With a cold expression, he opened the email.

When he saw the photo of a middle-aged man and woman in the email attachment, a terrifying, chilling aura emanated from him.

Save the photo and forward it to the guard.

"Print it out."

His eyes were filled with icy rage. "Tomorrow I want to see all the information on this man and woman, including their current location."

"Received!" the guard replied crisply.

As night fell, Fu Yanshen held Xia Mian in his arms, preparing to fall asleep.

Fu Yanshen's phone suddenly started vibrating, the sound particularly clear in the dark night.

He grabbed the phone with his large hand, his tall frame sitting up. He quietly got out of bed without waking Xia Mian and walked out of the room with the phone in his hand.

He gently closed the door before lowering his voice and saying, "You'd better have something urgent to do."

All that could be heard from the other side was rapid breathing and running footsteps.

Qin Heyao's urgent voice came through, "Quick! My sister is in danger! My sister... Please send someone to rescue me. I'm currently..."

"He Shi? What happened to her?" Fu Yanshen held up his phone, frowning. "Calm down, don't panic. I'll send someone over right away, and I'll go too."

"That brat Yan Xun! He's a fucking bastard!" Qin Heyao's footsteps echoed as he stood in a dark alley.

He was radiating murderous intent, and was just short of shouting, "How dare he! I will kill him!"

"Wait for me." Fu Yanshen hung up the phone without listening to Qin Heyao's cursing anymore.

Qin Heyao's eyes were filled with anger, and the phone's location showed that Qin Heshi had disappeared in the vicinity.

Where are they?

He has such a big younger sister.

Damn it!

He looked around, becoming increasingly anxious as he searched. Veins bulged on his forehead as he scanned his surroundings inch by inch, his anxiety growing ever stronger.

He kicked the trash can at his feet, startling several rats that squeaked and scattered in all directions!

However, he still didn't see the person he was looking for!

The night sky was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. There was no moonlight or stars, only the deep darkness of night.