Chapter 47: Hit, what?
Lin Bei was so angry at Song Nanxi that she almost died.
Song Nanxi left an address and asked Amanda's staff to take care of the dress and deliver it to her place, and then she walked away in style.
When Mrs. Liu and her group saw her leave, they couldn't resist the urge to gossip, "Lin Bei, are you really keeping a gigolo?"
"I didn't!" Lin Bei was speechless and gnashed her teeth, "It was that damn girl who slandered me! How shameless must she be to do such a thing!"
"Oh, what you said..."
There are also rich wives who secretly play with their husbands. Doesn't Lin Bei's words also scold her? !
"Actually, I think there's nothing wrong with what Song Nanxi said! Men can play outside, so why can't women? Speaking of shamelessness, those men are only honest if they are hung on the wall! Now is not the past, and we don't care about the three obediences and four virtues anymore.
Forget it, you should go back and see if there is anything hanging at your door, and we can make an appointment another day!" After the rich lady finished speaking, she pouted and got in the car and left.
"Wait, stop! What do you mean by my doorstep? I already said I didn't have any!"
Lin Bei finally understood what it felt like to have ten mouths but still not be able to explain it.
Song Yirou's eyelids twitched, and she said goodbye to the rich ladies with a smile. She returned to the car and said, "Mom, calm down. I know you definitely didn't do it."
Lin Bei felt wronged and angry, "Xiao Rou, what is this all about? Song Nanxi is really out of her mind. How good will it be for her to ruin my reputation?"
"Mom, we have to find a way to control Song Nanxi's arrogance, otherwise our family will really be broken up by her!"
…
Song Nanxi didn't know yet that Song Yirou was planning to do something bad.
She was standing on the roadside waiting for Qi Yu.
Song Nanxi has a car, a Tank 300, which she chose herself and was paid for by Mr. Song.
This is Song Nanxi's dream car. He spent millions on modification after getting it. He had planned to drive it to the Sichuan-Tibet line. But he didn't expect that he would go to other worlds to do missions. When he came back, Song Nanxi just wanted to mess around.
No passion anymore.
Just as the thought flashed through his mind, a large vehicle painted in Samurai Black stopped beside him.
The lowered car window revealed Qi Yuqing's cold eyebrows.
Oh - I still have a little passion for male beauty.
Song Nanxi changed his mind in his heart.
She watched Qi Yu get out of the car and help her open the door. His superior figure and temperament made passers-by look at him frequently.
Song Nanxi curled her lips and said, "Didn't I give you a day off? Why did you come here suddenly?"
Her eyes were like glass balls in the sunlight, shining brightly. Qi Yu blinked, looked away, and said softly, "There's nothing to do at home."
"Pfft..." Song Nanxi waited for Qi Yu to get in the car, tilted his head and complained, "Qi Yu, you are so boring. I really suspect that under this young shell of yours, your soul is already in its seventies or eighties. Oh no, my grandfather knows how to live better than you."
The old man also practices Tai Chi every day, plays chess and chats with old friends nearby.
Qi Yu hummed, "Maybe."
During those dark days, reality completely destroyed his pride and broke his spine.
Sometimes he even felt that although he seemed alive, his soul had actually been dead for a long time.
Only when he sees his mother's smiling face and is by her side can Qi Yu feel a little bit of being alive.
"What do you mean by maybe? No, when we have time, I will take you to experience the life of young people. It's not good to be old-fashioned, not good." Song Nanxi frowned and disagreed completely.
A faint smile spread across Qi Yu's eyes.
He is also in her plan...
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Song Nanxi wanted to go back to the old house and asked Qi Yu to take her back.
In the distance, there was a black Bentley blocking the gate. If it wasn’t Song Mo’s car, then whose was it?
Song Mo looked at her coldly, "Song Nanxi, come down."
Song Nanxi lowered the car window and said lazily, "A good dog doesn't block the road."
"Don't play this trick on me again. You've been crazy once or twice, that's enough. Stop it now," Song Mo warned. "Or do you want me to go with you to Grandpa and tell him what good things you have done?"
Song Nanxi said disdainfully: "Stop pretending, if you could get in, would you still be standing here helpless and furious?"
As if her money was wasted?
"Sister Song, you're back!"
"Sister, we guarded the gate tightly, not even a fly could get in!"
Seeing Song Nanxi's figure, the two tough guys, each about 1.9 meters tall, standing at the door immediately greeted Song Nanxi with a smile.
They are the two who applied for the bodyguard position last time.
As soon as Song Nanxi called, he came immediately.
“Well done.”
Hearing them greeting Song Nanxi enthusiastically, Song Mo was confused about everything.
He opened and closed his mouth, feeling extremely aggrieved. He pointed at Song Nanxi and said, "Very good, it turns out that you invited them here. Song Nanxi, what on earth do you want to do? This is the old house. Who are you trying to stop by blocking people here? Do you treat Grandpa as a prisoner?"
"Grandpa needs to rest. I'm just preventing any beasts from entering and disturbing his rest." Song Nanxi didn't think she did anything wrong. Moreover, even if Grandpa Song knew, she was sure that he wouldn't be angry.
"I won't argue with you, I'll just ask you, what good will it do you to spread those rumors about your parents?"
"You are really well-informed," Song Nanxi raised his eyebrows and said as a matter of course, "It's no good, but it's no bad either."
"You——" Song Mo was speechless.
Song Nanxi's expression suddenly changed, "Drive your car and get out of here quickly, don't block the road."
Song Nanxi's car had a very high chassis, and Song Mo didn't want to talk to her like that.
There is a feeling of being in an inferior position.
With a cold sneer, he slowly lit a cigarette and said provocatively: "What can I do if I don't let you do it? If you have the guts, just come at me."
He would lend Song Nanxi ten times the courage to see if she dared.
"I've never seen anyone rushing to seek death."
Song Nanxi said calmly: "Qi Yu, get out of the car."
Qi Yu didn't ask why, he simply unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
Song Nanxi pushed herself up with her hands and jumped directly to the driver's seat. She sneered and slowly lowered her foot that was on the accelerator.
“Fuck—” Next door, Chi Hao was so scared that he almost fell off the wall, and shouted into the house: “Brother Ye, come quickly! Song Nanxi is going to kill someone!”
Boom! !
The Tank 300 was like a giant black beast, roaring and charging towards Song Mo.
"Mr. Song, be careful!"
Bang!
Song Mo's bodyguard pushed him away in time and the two rolled to the ground.
The front of the Tank 300 hit the front of the Bentley hard. The front of the Tank 300 was only dented, but the entire headlight of the Bentley fell off.
She is so cruel!
The cigarette fell and burned a hole in Song Mo's suit. He looked up with red eyes. Song Nanxi was sitting in the driver's seat, slightly curling her red lips and raising her chin provocatively at him.
His eyes seemed to be asking silently: What happened if I got hit?
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