Nie Han shook his head lightly and said solemnly: "I'm not sure. Maybe my sister wants to end the company and immigrate."

Immigration? ?

Song Ling was a little surprised. If Nie Xunhuan left here, wouldn't Bo Junyi have no chance?

He understood that Bo Junyi just wanted to use this method to make Nie Xunhuan come back.

Destroying the Nie Group is not Bo Junyi's ultimate goal.

But it is his bargaining chip to control Nie Xunhuan.

Once the bargaining chip is gone, he will lose control of Nie Xunhuan.

He has a hunch that once Nie Xunhuan really does this, Bo Junyi will definitely find ways to stop it.

"Does your sister really have this plan?" Song Ling didn't seem to believe it and wanted to be sure.

"Probably. She has been reading news about studying abroad and immigration recently." Nie Han did not hide it. In fact, he wanted Song Ling to tell the man about this so that he would stop pestering his sister.

But what he didn't know was that such words would only backfire.

Song Ling's expression was very intriguing. He hesitated whether to tell Bo Junyi.

Perhaps it would be more merciful to let Nie Xunhuan leave here quietly.

It would be better for him to pretend that he knew nothing.

At 8:30, Nie Xunhuan showed up at Song Ling's house on time.

Nie Han asked her to wait a moment because he still had to explain a few math problems to Momo.

"It's okay, take your time. I just need to talk to Brother Song." Today, Nie Xunhuan wore a pair of nine-point black trousers, an exquisite aqua and dark blue shirt on the upper body, a black belt around the waist, and a pair of black suede high heels on her feet. She looked ladylike and dignified, handsome and charming. Seeing

her refreshed, Song Ling was still a little unable to adapt. He thought she would be shocked and a little bit miserable.

Who knew that when she appeared elegantly, it seemed that the whole room was lit up.

"What do you want to drink?"

Nie Han and Momo went back to the room to continue studying, and Song Ling went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get her a drink.

"Just water, thank you." Nie Xunhuan thanked coldly, polite yet steady, but not as intimate as before.

Song Ling handed her a bottle of water, asked her to sit down, and sat on the sofa himself, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I heard that Momo's parents want to send her abroad?" Nie Xunhuan asked with a smile.

He nodded, "Yes, this is their plan after Momo was born."

"Have you decided which country to go to?" Nie Xunhuan asked.

"Canada, maybe, I have a lot of acquaintances there, and it will be convenient to take care of me if I really go there." Song Ling said lightly.

"Then do you mind asking your friends to help me take care of Xiaohan?" Nie Xunhuan's rosy lips curled up, revealing a faint smile.

Song Ling paused, "Aren't you going?"

"Me?" Nie Xunhuan was stunned, "Why should I go? My battlefield is here. I just don't want Xiaohan to get hurt." Nie Xunhuan said indifferently.

"But Mr. Bo..." Song Ling started to speak, but was interrupted by Nie Xunhuan. She smiled softly, "I know, I have also read the indemnity letter."

"You can go and talk to him..." Song Ling felt that Bo Junyi refused verbally, but in his heart he hoped that she would go.

Or he hoped that she would bow her head.

Of course, maybe this is unlikely.

Nie Xunhuan is also a hard bone, and he has his own self-esteem and pride.

But he is very curious about what really hurt Nie Xunhuan.

The moment when Bo Junyi pushed her into the sea, or the excitement of him attending Yan Zichen's birthday party with a female companion.

"No need. Mr. Bo has never stopped hurting the Nie family. This cannot be changed." Nie Xunhuan said dimly, "The only thing I can do is to solve my own worries, and then solve the family affairs without distraction." "

So you don't plan to end the company?"

"The company is not controlled by me alone, not to mention how can I get revenge if I lose this bargaining chip?" She also has hatred. She

hated that woman. She believed that as long as the company was still there, the fox tail of that woman would be exposed sooner or later.

"Okay, I understand. I will help you keep an eye on Momo and Nie Han's study abroad." Song Ling felt that even for Momo's sake, he would lend a hand if he could.

"Thank you." Nie Xunhuan was very grateful.

At nine o'clock, Nie Xunhuan took Nie Han away from Song Ling's house.

Song Ling and Momo went downstairs to see them off.

However, when they came down, they saw a black Maybach car downstairs.

Nie Xunhuan and Song Ling's scalps exploded immediately.

Of course, they all acted calm and nothing unusual could be seen.

"I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving first." From beginning to end, Nie Xunhuan's eyes never looked at the car again, and she also ignored the cold and arrogant man inside.

After she and Nie Han got in the car, they immediately started the car and left.

Song Ling looked at Momo, "Momo, you go up first, I'll go upstairs in a while."

"Okay." Momo nodded and turned to go upstairs.

He took a breath and walked towards Bo Junyi's car.

Standing beside the car, the window slowly rolled down. Bo Junyi was wearing a dark blue suit with a white shirt with a Zhongshan collar underneath. He looked elegant and handsome.

His face was clean and delicate, and deep like a sculpture, but he always exuded a cold and arrogant aura.

Sitting in the car was like a cold statue.

"Mr. Bo, do you have something to talk to me about?" Song Ling asked very carefully. After all, it was not a good thing for him to catch him and Nie Xunhuan talking and laughing.

It might bring trouble to himself.

"Passing by." Bo Junyi's voice was low and cold.

Song Ling shuddered all over. Did he pass by his house?

But it seemed that Bo Junyi did not come here to find him, so there was only one possibility, he came here with Nie to seek pleasure. He

appeared here to warn him not to get too close to Nie to seek pleasure.

"Junyi, you probably misunderstood. Miss Nie is looking for me..." He explained. After all, they are superiors and subordinates, and friends for many years.

"Whatever she asks you for has nothing to do with me!" Bo Junyi's tone was cold, and then he said to the driver: "Drive."

"She's leaving!" Song Ling seized the opportunity, fearing that Bo Junyi would really leave and never come back.

However, the car window slowly closed, and Bo Junyi did not react at all.

But he was sure that Bo Junyi really heard it.

Maybe he would take some action tonight.

He had a selfish motive for telling Bo Junyi all this, which was to see if Bo Junyi would be anxious and if he really cared about Nie Xunhuan.

Bo Junyi returned to the apartment. He stood in front of the French window in a cold manner and picked up his mobile phone, "Help me find out what Nie Xunhuan is busy with recently." "

Okay, boss." Xiao Yu readily accepted the order.