It was already evening when Song Yuanyuan learned that her grandfather knew everything.
She called Song Chengcheng again and learned everything about the matter before hanging up the phone. After thinking for a moment, she tiptoed out of the room and went straight to Meng Nanxi's room.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Meng Nanxi, who was playing with her mobile phone in bed, looked up at the door, then looked at the sleeping baby bear, got up, put on a coat, walked to the door, opened the door, and saw Song Yuanyuan.
"Teacher Song, are you looking for me?"
Meng Nanxi raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Yuanyuan who was standing at the door of her room with a very surprised expression. It seemed that she had never thought that Song Yuanyuan would come to see her so late at night?
"Yeah, do you have time to chat?"
Song Yuanyuan still had a cold expression on her face, but if you looked closely, you could see the unique tenderness in her eyes.
It seemed that since seeing Meng Nanxi, the restless feeling in Song Yuanyuan's heart seemed to disappear completely. Song Yuanyuan subconsciously thought that this was the feeling between them as relatives.
"Now?"
Meng Nanxi raised her eyebrows, and her hand holding the door paused. She recalled her interactions with Song Yuanyuan in her mind. It seemed that it was not to the point where they could talk late into the night?
"Yes, now, is it convenient? I...I have something I want to ask you."
Song Yuanyuan was a little hesitant, but she always wanted to ask Meng Nanxi in person how she had been doing over the years.
"Okay, wait for me to change my clothes, then we can go to the lobby outside?"
Meng Nanxi nodded, agreeing.
After a while, Meng Nanxi walked out of the room neatly dressed and was led by Song Yuanyuan into a place without any camera equipment.
"Meng Nanxi, I'm sorry that we met in this capacity, but I want to ask you, have you ever thought that your mother is from a large family?"
Song Yuanyuan doesn't know any table manners. She has always said whatever she wants to say, and it's still the same now.
"Hmm? Teacher Song, what do you mean?"
Meng Nanxi narrowed her eyes and looked at Song Yuanyuan's little face. Thinking back to what Song Yuanyuan had just said, she felt a little absurd. "Teacher Song, is this how you always chat with others?"
"Meng Nanxi, I'm not kidding you. I just want to ask, has your mother ever told you about her affairs, such as her relatives?"
Knowing that Meng Nanxi would be confused if they asked her this, and would probably think she was a little crazy, but in order to make her grandfather feel at ease as soon as possible, Song Yuanyuan and Song Chengcheng thought about it for a long time before deciding to explain these issues directly.
The Song family disdains to do some things that are done in secret.
"No, as far as I can remember, there is nothing."
Meng Nanxi quickly reviewed the synopsis of the book she had read before. It was completely based on her being a vicious female supporting character. Later, her house was burned down by black fans and she was buried in a fire.
Meng Nanxi's affirmative answer did not reassure Song Yuanyuan. Instead, she leaned towards her nervously. Her hands could not help but tightly grasp the tea cup on the table. She pursed her lips and asked again, "Is your mother's name Song Yunyun?"
Song Yunyun, this is such an old name.
When she first entered the book, she turned her family upside down and found out the names of her parents. Although their Meng family was well-known and had never lacked money since childhood, how could a family as powerful as the Song family know her mother's name?
Perhaps because Meng Nanxi's expression was too serious, Song Yuanyuan immediately said, "I just want to ask, Meng Nanxi, have you ever considered that your mother might also be a member of the Song family?"
"What?"
Meng Nanxi was surprised by Song Yuanyuan's words. Her eyes widened, and even the cup of water she had just put down spilled a lot of water because of her shock.
There is nothing more painful than pupil constriction.
"Teacher Song, does Teacher Song ask this question to every person with the surname Song he meets? That's a bit too much of a joke, isn't it? Besides, maybe my mother and Teacher Song were relatives in a previous life."
How could someone as smart as Meng Nanxi not understand the meaning of Song Yuanyuan's words, but she was more frightened than shocked.
This kind of thing is totally impossible.
How could the haters fabricate such a family background for her? How could such a result be possible?
Meng Nanxi's first reaction was that it was impossible. If this was not the fictional world created by her anti-fans, she would still feel that there was a slight possibility. The main reason was that Song Yuanyuan's expression was too certain and serious.
But, this novel was created by anti-fans, how is that possible?
"Meng Nanxi, you..."
"Okay, Teacher Song, if you want to ask these questions, I think my mother should have nothing to do with your family, and they are all dead. I don't want to hear these things from other people."
Meng Nanxi spoke in a light tone, and even the look in her eyes when she looked at Song Yuanyuan was a little dull, completely different from her previous attitude.
Song Yuanyuan didn't know that her words had caused Meng Nanxi to become like a little hedgehog, but this also made her very embarrassed and at a loss.
"Wait a minute, Meng Nanxi."
Seeing Meng Nanxi standing up and preparing to leave, Song Yuanyuan, whose mind was in a mess, immediately stood up and blocked Meng Nanxi's way: "Meng Nanxi, since you don't believe it, can you give me some of your hair, or do a blood DNA test after we finish recording the variety show?"
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