Chapter 137: Dog's Father
Song Nanxi fell into a deep sleep and muted his cell phone.
She can't be found anywhere in the world.
Song Yirou was frightened all night, but she was relieved when she found that there was no video of her on the Internet.
Maybe the surveillance video was not taken away by Song Nanxi? Or maybe Ling Xu stole the video back. That's also possible.
Song Yirou didn't sleep all night and her eyes were dark blue.
As soon as it was light, I called Ling Xu.
Ling Xu said calmly: "Her hacking skills are better than mine. I can't see what's in her computer."
He was even caught just after invading.
No matter how cold-hearted he is, he is still only a 19-year-old boy and he will feel ashamed.
So he kept it secret.
When Song Yirou heard this, she first found it ridiculous, and then she found it unbelievable.
"Ling Xu, are you kidding me?"
Song Nanxi knows hacking skills? She is a country girl, where did she learn these skills?!
Ling Xu was annoyed by the questioning tone. He frowned and said, "I didn't help you, so I still owe you a favor. Contact me when you have made up your mind."
Before Song Yirou could react, Ling Xu ended the call.
"Hello? Hello? Ling Xu?"
“Damn it!”
Song Yirou smashed the phone with a distorted expression.
There was a knock on the door.
Song Mo asked worriedly outside the door: "Xiao Rou, what's wrong?"
He was afraid that Song Yirou would go online and see the comments.
Song Yirou opened the door with an ugly look on her face, which made Song Mo feel even more distressed.
I wanted to hold her in my arms and comfort her.
"Brother, I'm fine. I just accidentally dropped my phone."
Song Mo didn't think much about it. He patted her head and said, "There is an auction tonight. Brother will take you to relax, okay? Buy whatever you like."
This is just right. It can also let the outside world know that even if Song Yirou is not the biological child of the Song family, it doesn’t matter.
She is still valued by her family!
Song Yirou's eyes were red with emotion, "Thank you, brother."
"Be good," Song Mo hugged her restrainedly, "Pack up, go to the store to relax and get some treatment, dress up in the evening, and I'll come back to pick you up, okay?"
Song Yirou nodded slightly.
When she returned to the room, her expression changed immediately.
Song Nanxi, now that the truth has been revealed, what can you still do to me?
…
Song Nanxi had a very good sleep and walked out of the bedroom yawning.
"Good afternoon."
Song Nanxi yawned halfway and put down his hand in disbelief.
Seeing Jiang Muye placing his chopsticks at the table, he looked at Qi Yu who was unpacking the takeaway.
The picture has a very dramatic and absurd feeling.
She twitched her lips and said, "I have a question. Is it the wrong way for me to get up? Why are there two men in my house——"
Song Nanxi's fingers moved from Qi Yu's body to Jiang Muye's body.
Jiang Mu also calmly fiddled with the chopsticks, aligning the two chopsticks neatly.
He curled his lips, "So which man do you think is more redundant in this house?"
After he finished speaking, Qi Yu looked towards Song Nanxi.
"I don't like this question," Song Nanxi said directly, "So this question is essentially redundant."
She walked over to the table and sat down.
The takeaway must have just arrived, steaming hot, from a nearby high-end restaurant. It was exquisite, small in quantity, and well-delivered.
Song Nanxi looked at Jiang Muye lazily, "Why are you here?"
Qi Yu said quietly: "He came at seven o'clock."
Feeling wronged, but not saying it.
Song Nanxi paused, then thought, "So it was you who disturbed my sweet dreams this morning. Jiang Mu is also worried about you, right?"
I don’t know what part of Jiang Mu’s funny bone this sentence hit, but he sneered and laughed.
"As a doctor, shouldn't you know best whether I'm sick or not?"
Song Nanxi: "The disease hasn't been cured, but my ability to talk nonsense has improved."
Jiang Mu also sighed and sat down in a familiar manner.
With his hands crossed under his chin, he looked at Song Nanxi leisurely.
"As Gouzi's father, it's not too much for me to give him some 'alimony', right?"
Qi Yu paused as he handed the chopsticks to Song Nanxi, raised his eyelids, and glanced at Jiang Mu with his dark eyes.
Song Nanxi took the chopsticks, smiling, "No need to deliver it in person, the next time the alimony can be directly transferred to my card."
"Are you planning to deprive me of my visitation rights as an old father?" Jiang Mu said lazily, "Ms. Song Nanxi, if your behavior is posted online, you will be cyberbullied."
"ill."
Song Nanxi rolled her eyes speechlessly and asked Qi Yu to sit down.
Noticing that Qi Yu was still wearing his bathrobe, he slapped his forehead and almost forgot about it.
She said, "I'll have someone send a few sets of clothes over later. Just show me this outfit in private."
And maybe it was because of what happened, but Qi Yu seemed much more open than last night.
Last night I was wearing a bathrobe and wanted to pull the collar to my chin, but today a small part of my chest was exposed.
The bite marks on the Adam's apple and pectoral muscles were clearly exposed to the air.
Song Nanxi pulled it back to cover the bite marks.
Jiang Mu also watched the interaction between the two, his eyes darkened, and the anger in his heart became even more uneasy.
He licked his lips, his smile cold.
Qi Yu has always been very obedient in front of Song Nanxi and never questioned Song Nanxi's arrangements.
With a low "hmm" sound, he began to peel shrimps for Song Nanxi.
Jiang Mu also gritted his teeth, just in time to see the puppy struggling to crawl out of the doghouse, running to Song Nanxi's legs and licking him a few times.
"Dog licker!" he sneered.
Song Nanxi raised her eyelashes, "Why, do you look down on licking dogs?"
Jiang Mu also snorted.
Song Nanxi: "Who allowed you to scold my dog? Apologize to my dog!"
She looked serious and solemn.
Jiang Mu also disagreed with her, "I'm its father. How can a father apologize to his son?"
“Tsk.”
Song Nanxi put down his chopsticks, drank a sip of fat water, and picked up the dog on his lap.
Covering its ears, he said, "Alas, this is the stubbornness of East Asian fathers. Don't listen, baby, it's a bad comment."
The puppy smelled the fragrance and happily scratched the edge of the table, wanting to go to the table to eat.
"..." Jiang Mu was also choked. He touched his nose and changed the subject, "Give it a name. You can't just keep calling it dog."
Song Nanxi picked up a piece of shrimp meat that Qi Yu had peeled from the bowl and fed it to the dog. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then let's call him a licking dog."
Jiang Mu's face turned black: "No, change it!" He said coldly: "It's worth 2 million."
“It’s so expensive—”
Song Nanxi pinched the dog's mouth and looked at it from left to right.
No matter how you look at him, he looks silly. What's so special about him?
Jiang Mu also knew what she was thinking by looking at her expression.
"Dogs are all the same when they are young, they only become more beautiful when they grow up. Anyway, the name "licking dog" is not a good name!"
Let people in the circle know that the dog he gave away is called a "licker". Does he have no face left?
Song Nanxi scratched the dog's chin, and the enthusiastic little dog began to wag its tail again.
Hum and haw.
It's kind of interesting.
Song Nanxi said: "Then call him Prince."
She will build a kingdom for the little bootlicker to inherit.
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