Chapter 102: Heir, I also want to fight for it
Mr. Song was originally very angry, but he couldn't hold back when he heard the words "sooner or later pill".
I laughed out of anger.
"Then tell me, what should we do if we want the Song family to survive?"
Song Nanxi smiled and said, "Don't you think I'm much smarter than Song Mo?"
She can do what Song Mo can't do.
What Song Mo can do, she can do better.
The Qing Dynasty has fallen, and women can now sit at the table.
Therefore, Song Nanxi also wanted to fight for the identity of the heir.
Although she could create a wealthy family of her own, but——
The ready-made foundation is here, why should Song Nanxi work hard to start from scratch?
She is a rather dark person, and she likes to make people she dislike lose everything.
Mr. Song was silent.
He put aside his previous mischievous image and looked seriously at the graceful granddaughter in front of him.
This granddaughter had suffered a lot in places unknown to him. She had grown up alone in silence, without the love of her family or the elite education of a wealthy family.
But he had to admit that his granddaughter was still growing up very well.
Mr. Song doesn't think having ambition is a bad thing.
On the contrary, he felt curious and relieved to see Song Nanxi showing this rare expression.
"If you want to work at Song's, how are you going to handle the other job?"
Song Nanxi knew that Old Master Song would not be afraid of her because of this.
She smiled softly, "Grandpa, can we talk?"
…
When I came out of the study, night had already fallen.
Butler Bai said, "Miss Nanxi, Aunt Liu has made you a blood bird's nest soup."
"Okay, I'll go down now."
Butler Bai walked into the study and saw that the old man looked solemn, which was rare.
He was surprised. "What happened? Did you encounter any difficulties?"
You know, since Mr. Song decided to retire, he has been cultivating his mind and character every day and rarely asks about the trivial matters of his children.
Could it be Miss Nanxi?
Hearing this, Mr. Song shook his head and laughed.
He sighed, "Old White, my granddaughter... is really amazing!"
He had a complicated expression.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
The children raised by Mr. and Mrs. Song Hai made Mr. Song very disappointed.
However, he changed his mind and thought: If I had carefully nurtured my granddaughter when she was young, what kind of achievements would she have made now?
I ran through these thoughts in my mind, but ultimately there was no solution.
Butler Bai didn't know what they talked about.
But I agree very much with what Mr. Song said.
"Miss Nanxi is indeed excellent. Her medical skills alone are enough to impress people!"
Butler Bai advised: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so don't worry, I think Miss Nanxi will never let you down."
A bystander sees things more clearly. In one word, the clouds and mist are parted to reveal the bright moon.
Mr. Song smiled suddenly.
"You're right! I believe this girl!"
…
Shortly after dinner, the servant came in with Jiang Mu.
Qi Yu was peeling lychees for Song Nanxi. He did not stop working and looked towards the door.
Their eyes met and there was a brief exchange.
Then, as if by tacit understanding, they each looked away.
Song Nanxi opened her mouth, took a lychee, and glanced at Jiang Muye.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Mu also said: "It's raining outside. My grandma has an old rheumatic disease. I came here to ask if you have any way to relieve her symptoms."
"It's raining?"
Only then did Song Nanxi notice the faint crackling sound of rain outside.
She stood up and said, "I'll go with you to take a look."
She still had the litchi seed in her mouth. She looked around and suddenly a tissue was handed to her lips.
It’s Qi Yu.
Song Nanxi spit the core directly onto the paper.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? If I had known in advance, I could have prepared some ointment for her to apply."
She asked Qi Yu to help her go back to the room to get the silver needle, and the two waited at the door.
Jiang Mu also opened his umbrella and snorted with an ambiguous smile when he heard the words.
"You're a busy person, so I'm afraid I'll have to make an appointment in advance to see you."
His voice was hoarse, mixed with the sound of rain, and had a sense of laziness and ruffianism.
"Stop being so sarcastic and speak human language."
Song Nanxi crossed her arms and didn't indulge him.
Jiang Mu also curled his lips, "Your WeChat account was hacked?"
"It's incomprehensible," Song Nanxi rolled her eyes at him.
Jiang Mu also said: "It's better to have your account hacked. At least the scammers know how to reply to messages."
Song Nanxi: “…”
Jiang Mu was also trying to trick her by not replying to his message?
Song Nanxi chuckled, "That's because you're not sincere. Remember to send the red envelope next time. I'm sure I'll see it at a glance."
Otherwise, with so many people sending her messages every day, she would be exhausted to reply to them all.
Seeing her heartless and unapologetic look, Jiang Mu also pouted his cheek, feeling itchy in his teeth——
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a thin figure walking towards them.
Jiang Mu's eyes also dimmed as he urged Song Nanxi.
"I've got the silver needle, let's go."
He raised the edge of his umbrella, signaling Song Nanxi to come over quickly.
Song Nanxi saw that his umbrella was big enough to free up his hands, so he walked straight over.
When Qi Yu came over, he saw the two people walking into the rain.
Song Nanxi's voice was not clear in the rain, "Qi Yu, come quickly."
Butler Bai sighed and calmly handed a big umbrella to Qi Yu.
Patting him on the shoulder, he said, "Young man, take the initiative!"
Qi Yu silently opened the umbrella and strode after the two of them.
…
The Jiang family’s old house is just next door, but it’s still quite a distance away.
My trouser legs were wet when I arrived.
Mr. Jiang is an old man with an elegant temperament. He doesn’t look like a businessman, but more like a university professor.
However, his wife, Mrs. Zhuang, has spent her entire life teaching and educating people.
After saying hello to Mr. Jiang, Jiang Mu also took Song Nanxi to the old lady's room.
Before I even entered the door, I heard someone cursing inside.
"Ouch! It hurts so much! I might as well saw off my leg!"
"puff--"
The old lady is kind of cute.
Jiang Mu's mouth twitched as well. He knocked on the door and said to the inside: "Grandma, I'm coming in."
He whispered to Song Nanxi: "My grandmother is from Sichuan Province."
Song Nanxi suddenly realized, "Oh, it turns out to be a hot girl."
No wonder.
"Who are you talking to, little one? Come in, come in!"
Jiang Mu also pushed the door open.
Old Madam Zhuang poked her head out and said, "Wow! What a pretty girl!"
"cough……"
Jiang Mu was helpless too, he pinched his brows.
"Grandma, you speak Mandarin."
Old Madam Zhuang glared at him and snorted, "I'm already so old, and I don't even have the freedom to speak my hometown dialect?"
Jiang Mu also chose to keep his mouth shut.
Song Nanxi chuckled and waved hello.
"Hello, grandma. I'm the doctor that Jiang Mu also invited."
Old Mrs. Zhuang looked at Jiang Muye, then at Song Nanxi, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
Perfect match! What a perfect match!
She praised him, "My dear, you found a good doctor. As soon as I saw her, the medicine worked immediately!"
Jiang Mu didn't react for a moment, it was funny.
"I asked someone to give you acupuncture, and it's already healed before it's cured?"
"Ah?" Mrs. Zhuang was shocked and upset: "Isn't this your girlfriend?!"
Jiang Mu was also stunned and quickly looked at Song Nanxi.
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