Chapter 26

Qiao Nianwen's life became dark overnight, and so did Wan Bohong and the staff present.

At first, when the staff heard the gossip that Qiao Nianwen and Wan Bohong were brothers and rivals in love, they were secretly excited. It was just a harmless rich family secret, and if Qiao Nianwen was knowledgeable, they might even get a hush money.

But after Song Zhiyi revealed Ou Lingling's background, gossip suddenly became restricted and became a lonely problem.

Those who did not leave in exchange for the hush money are now regretting it, because the hush money is definitely gone, and even their careers may be ruined.

The staff were trembling with fear, watching their noses and hearts, not daring to raise their heads. Liu Liu was even more afraid that Song Zhiyi would be discovered, so he pulled Song Zhiyu and Qi Nanfeng to stand in front to block it strictly.

Everyone thought that Qiao Nianwen would definitely get furious, but they waited and waited, and when they looked up again, the door was empty, and the three people at the center of the topic, along with their assistants, had disappeared without a trace.

Liu Liu poked half of his head out stealthily and asked cautiously, "Where are Qiao Nianwen and the others?"

"Let's go." Song Zhiyu didn't understand the situation, but he was obedient enough. He was mainly held down by two people, and as a temporary remnant, he had to be a shield even if he didn't want to.

At this moment, Liu Liu and Qi Nanfeng finally loosened their grip, and he took the opportunity to come out and asked defensively: "Why did you suddenly press me?"

Liu Liu: "What else can I do except protect your sister?"

"My sister?" Song Zhiyu glanced to the side, met his sister's innocent gaze, and turned back to ask, "Isn't my sister fine?"

"..." Still pretending at this time. Liu Liu glanced at him unhappily, "Those rich people don't get along well with each other. We witnessed his family's scandal today. Who knows if he will take revenge on us?"

Although Song Zhiyi's family is rich, he has also checked and found that the Song family's business has been closed for a long time. In terms of power, they may not be comparable to the Qiao family who almost dominates Anchuan. It's a pity that Qiao Nianwen doesn't know whether he has found the owner of Xinsheng. It's better not to.

"Don't worry about revenge," Song Zhiyi had already packed her things and motioned to her brother to carry the bag. "Once Wan Bohong's background is exposed, Qiao Nianwen will be busy and he won't be in the mood to care about these trivial matters."

Qiao Liangze has grown old and has begun to become confused and biased. I'm afraid that what will happen next in the Qiao family will be a drama of brothers fighting over the family property.

"What's more," Song Zhiyi paused, this time really confused, "Didn't he want to expose the news in public himself? How could he have the nerve to retaliate against you?"

Those who can hear the voice of the heart: "..."

Thank you so much.

*

Yu An went to drive first, Liu Liu rushed back to the city alone, and the remaining three hid in a remote corner to avoid fans and paparazzi. Qi Nanfeng happened to be going the same way as them, so he also hid there.

Even though Song Zhiyu had a lame leg, he did not stop. After waiting for a long time but seeing no sign of Yu'an coming, he ran to the nearby wild fruit trees with his crutches and brought back a bag of fruits in his coat.

He picked and chose a few fruits and stuffed them into Song Zhiyi's pockets, then fiddled with his phone with one hand and said, "Sister, hold them for me first. I'll look at the map and see what they are."

Song Zhiyi: "I don't know if I can eat what you picked."

"They are edible, of course they are edible," Song Zhiyu said confidently, "I asked yesterday, and all the fruits in this area are edible, but some of them are not tasty."

"No need to look," Qi Nanfeng lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand, motioning Song Zhiyi to give him the fruit, "70% of the ones you picked are not ripe."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the bag of fruits from Song Zhiyu, picked up two and said, "These should be ripe, but they may be more suitable for canning or jam."

Song Zhiyu was still looking at his phone. Without even raising his head, he asked, "You're not lying to me, are you? Didn't you grow up abroad? How can you recognize the wild fruits in a small mountain village?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Qi Nanfeng said as he pulled out a tissue from somewhere and carefully wiped an orange-yellow fruit. "My hometown is in Anchuan. My father is a painter. When I was a kid and didn't go abroad, I often went to the mountains and forests with him. Clean it up, here you go."

"Thank you." Song Zhiyu stretched out a hand happily, waiting for his good brother to feed him. The next second, instead of feeling the cool touch of fruit, his hand was hit lightly.

Song Zhiyi passed by him and reminded him, "Let's go, Yu An drove the car here."

Snap——

The flesh bursts in your mouth, it's juicy, and the taste is sweet with just the right amount of sourness, it's really good.

Song Zhiyi: "What is the name of this fruit?"

Qi Nanfeng: "I can't remember how to say it in Mandarin, but the local dialect seems to be..."

“…”

"Xiao Yu, come here quickly." While the two were talking, they had already walked to the side of the car. Song Zhiyi opened the door, turned around and called to his brother who was still standing there.

"Little fish?"

Song Zhiyu retracted his dangerous gaze from Qi Nanfeng and replied, "Here I am."

*

After a series of operations to drive Qi Nanfeng to the passenger seat, Song Zhiyu finally calmed down. Only then did he realize that not only was the seat under him not feeling right, but the entire car was smaller. He leaned over to the front seat rather dishonestly and asked, "Brother Yu, why did you suddenly change cars?"

"The brakes of the previous car had some problems," Yu An replied, "and since you didn't get a reply to my message, I took it upon myself to find a tow truck and towed the car back to the city. I borrowed this car from the director."

"Tow it back to the city?" Song Zhiyu opened his phone and flipped through the unread messages, and asked, "Is there no auto repair shop nearby?"

"Yes, but..." Yu An glanced at Qi Nanfeng who was sitting in the passenger seat, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Song Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Just say it directly, don't be shy."

"Yes, Mr. Song. From the results of my inspection, the brakes do not seem to be damaged naturally, but more like human damage."

"Has the surveillance been adjusted?"

"I went to check, but the person in charge of the parking lot said that this place is only semi-developed, so the surveillance is not fully covered."

Song Zhiyi put her fingers together and said calmly, "So, you didn't take any photos?"

"Yes..." Yu An's voice sounded somewhat self-blaming.

"What you mean is," Song Zhiyu became more and more confused as he listened, and asked doubtfully after putting down his phone, "someone deliberately damaged my brakes, and the time has not yet come..."

Song Zhiyi quickly nudged him with his elbow and interrupted him: "Let's not talk about this for now. I will find a professional to check it out after the car is towed back to the city."

Now is still far from the time when Xiaoyu was blacklisted by the entire network and had his brakes broken by "black fans" in the later period. So who wants to harm him this time?

Song Zhiyi glanced calmly in the direction where the co-pilot was driving. With outsiders present, it was not the time to discuss these hidden matters.

She retracted her gaze and happened to see Song Zhiyu's mobile phone screen light up again out of the corner of her eye. She asked curiously, "Xiao Yu, I've wanted to ask you since just now. You have been looking at your phone. What are you looking at?" She didn't even see Yu An's message.

"Nothing much, just some social news, stocks and so on." Song Zhiyu put his phone into his pocket, came over and said attentively: "Sister, are we going to the dinner party at Qiao's house tomorrow?"

Song Zhiyi said casually: "You need crutches to walk, you should just rest at home."

"That won't work. Someone from the Liu family might come. What if you go there and they recognize you?"

Song Zhiyu glanced at him and said speechlessly, "If I let you go with me, wouldn't that increase the risk of being recognized?"

"How can I be the same!" Song Zhiyu sneaked up to her and whispered in her ear, "Didn't the old man from the Liu family ask me to 'marry' you? It's just right for me to show up. I don't even need to pretend."

"That makes sense," Song Zhiyi nodded and refused without hesitation, "but I don't want to be held back by a cripple."

Song Zhiyu: "...If you go by yourself, if you get into trouble and get hurt again, my parents will definitely come back and break my other leg."

Song Zhiyi said nonchalantly, "It's okay. They went into the mountains again yesterday and won't come out for three to five days."

Song Zhiyu: “…”

"Besides, what's the point of you going there if something really happens? You can't fight." Song Zhiyi looked disgusted.

Song Zhiyu argued confidently: "It's not certain that we will fight. Besides, even if we do fight like we did last time at the Liu family, I can still protect you from the damage!"

"What's the point of resisting?" Song Zhiyi moved his butt to the side, his body language showing his rejection. "What were you doing when I was fighting five people alone last time? You only showed up after the fight was over."

"I went to the toilet," Song Zhiyu muttered, feeling aggrieved. "Who knew those Liu family members were so blind that they dared to bully you when I was not around? They got the wrong target for bullying."

"Well, interrupt for a moment," Qi Nanfeng suddenly spoke up, interrupting the endless mutual accusations between the fake siblings, "If I understand correctly, you are going to attend a banquet tomorrow, not some... gunfight scene?"

The second half of the sentence is full of self-doubt.

"It's a banquet, but fighting doesn't always happen. It's only happened... twice?" Song Zhiyu said uncertainly.

"Three times," Song Zhiyi added, "and one time you were sick, so I went back to the Liu family with my dad."

"Oh three times, that's not a lot."

Qi Nanfeng glanced at the back seat again, and unexpectedly met a pair of non-aggressive little deer eyes. He didn't know if it was the impact of the previous words, but he always felt that the left side of those harmless eyes said "What are you looking at?" and the right side said "Want to be beaten." Both sentences should be followed by question marks.

He turned back and couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh.

In the back seat, Song Zhiyu had already picked up the electric wheelchair despite her sister's objection.

Qi Nanfeng turned his head again, his beautiful eyes flashing with light, a smile hard to ignore on his lips, he said casually: "How about finding someone else to go with you?"

"No," Song Zhiyu refused without thinking, "My sister thinks wild men outside are dirty."

"Then why not look for someone you know?" Qi Nanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly and said to Song Zhi in a suggestive way, "You, a 'wild man', wouldn't have included me in that?"

Song Zhiyu did not answer, but just glared at him warningly.

"What you said seems to make sense." Song Zhiyi thought.

"Sister?" Song Zhiyu looked at his sister in horror, then looked at Qi Nanfeng, who looked like an elf sitting in the passenger seat. His hair almost stood up.

"If Xiao Yu can't go, it's okay to find another male companion." In case a fight breaks out, there will be someone to help call the police.

Qi Nanfeng nodded lightly, and the smile on his face deepened.

Song Zhiyi snapped his fingers and said happily, "Yu An, let Xiaoyu stay at home to recuperate tomorrow, and you go out with me."

"Yes, Mr. Song."

“…”