ushernet Chapter 23 Song Nanxi is the only biological daughter of the Song family.
Chapter 23 Song Nanxi is the only biological daughter of the Song family.
Song Mo wiped his lips, then rubbed his fingers together; they were covered in bright red blood.
His dark eyes stared at Song Nanxi, and he laughed angrily, "Well done, Song Nanxi, so you're not planning to come home anymore?"
"No way!" Song Nanxi quickly waved her hand. When Song Mo showed an expression of knowing this, she said, "I haven't had enough fun yet. Of course I have to go back and annoy them from time to time."
Song Mo's expression froze.
"Song, Nan, Xi!"
Three words, spoken through gritted teeth.
Song Nanxi smiled and said, "Keep your voice down, big brother. It's not honorable for our family's little scandals to get out. Although I don't mind, if it gets out, how will your darling maintain her image as a noble lady? Don't you agree?"
"Are you threatening me?" Song Mo retorted coldly.
"I thought you could understand human speech, but it seems I overestimated you." Song Nanxi sighed and shook her head, looking very disappointed in Song Mo.
Song Mo's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Song Mo, who is always calm and composed in front of others, revealed such an out-of-control side for the first time.
Ling Sheng's lips twitched; he felt both sympathy for his friend and the thought that he deserved it.
"Say less and don't upset him," Ling Sheng said. "There are people coming and going here, it's not a good place to talk. Find a place for you and your sister to sit down and have a proper talk."
Otherwise, he worried that tomorrow's headlines would be: "Song's eldest grandson gets into a fight with a woman in the street; the woman is suspected to be Song Nanxi, a minor celebrity known for her controversial reputation!"
As for why it wasn't a fight between siblings, it's because Song Nanxi never acted outside the home as the daughter of the Song family.
Her identity was naturally unknown to the outside world.
Song Mo had no objection to Ling Sheng's suggestion.
However, Song Nanxi could guess what Song Mo was going to say even with her toes, and she wasn't going to ask for trouble.
If they accidentally send Song Mo to the hospital again, then their whole family will be in trouble.
Grandpa Song still dotes on his eldest grandson, Song Mo, so Song Nanxi is willing to pretend that Song Mo doesn't exist, as long as he doesn't cause her any trouble, for the sake of the old man.
“I have nothing to talk to someone who can’t understand human language. Qi Yu is injured, and I need to take him to the hospital for treatment!” Song Nanxi refused without hesitation and pulled Qi Yu away.
Song Mo was willing to back down, believing he had already given Song Nanxi a lot of face.
He said coldly, "Song Nanxi, don't be ungrateful. Even if you're making excuses, at least come up with something better."
Is this kid named Qi Yu injured? Wasn't he the one who got beaten the whole time?
Song Nanxi lifted Qi Yu's hand. He had fair skin, and the knuckles of his fingers were flushed red from hitting someone earlier, making him look particularly erotic.
She said matter-of-factly, "Look, it's all red. I'd be heartbroken if my Qi Yu got even a scratch, okay?"
The woman's warm palms gently warmed Qi Yu's skin.
His eyes flickered, but he didn't pull his hand away. He just stared at Song Nanxi lying through his teeth.
Ling Sheng finally understood that Qi Yu's injury was just an excuse. Song Nanxi simply disliked Song Mo and didn't want to be under the same sky as him at all.
"Amo, why don't you go and treat your wound first?" Ling Sheng suggested.
Ling Sheng is the best at this!
Song Nanxi greeted Ling Sheng, "Brother Ling, I'll take Qi Yu and leave now. As for him—he shouldn't die. If you're really worried, could you please take him to the hospital for a check-up? Bye!"
She smiled brightly as she led Qi Yu into the car and drove away, paying no further attention to Song Mo throughout the entire journey.
"Song Nanxi!"
Even Ling Sheng found Song Nanxi's behavior strange.
……
bar.
The lighting was dim, and a pile of empty wine glasses were already placed in front of Song Mo.
Ling Sheng was sitting next to me.
Compared to him, Ling Sheng simply sipped his Long Island Iced Tea casually, swirling the contents.
Song Mo was very irritated. "Ling Sheng, I've been away from the country recently. What happened to Song Nanxi? Why did she become like this? I don't understand. What good does it do her to turn against her family!"
In fact, Song Nanxi's return did not bring Song Mo the joy of something lost and found.
He only remembered his usually proud sister crying and throwing herself into his arms, saying that she wasn't his biological sister and that she shouldn't stay in the house anymore, her eyes full of unease.
Therefore, Song Mo always felt that if something was wrong, it was wrong, and it wasn't necessarily a bad thing to just continue down that path.
But the old man insisted on recognizing Song Nanxi.
Sure enough, if you don't like someone from the first glance, you won't like them later!
Ling Sheng frowned slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. "She's your sister. You shouldn't be asking me that."
She doesn't even know what happened to her own sister that caused her personality to change so drastically, so what right does she have to criticize her?
"Heh... It hasn't been long, and even you've sided with her?" Song Mo chuckled softly, his tone mocking. "Song Nanxi, you've got some guts..."
“You’re drunk, I’ll take you home.” Ling Sheng picked up his car keys.
"I'm not drunk! I'm perfectly sober, Ling Sheng. Do you know what? Xiao Rou isn't actually my biological sister. Her biological mother switched her with Song Nanxi all those years ago. Maybe that's why Song Nanxi complains and blames everyone, but that's fate! It's not Xiao Rou who's suffering; Xiao Rou is innocent... And, moreover, how painful it must be for Xiao Rou to suddenly learn the truth! Her family of twenty years has suddenly lost all blood ties. She's actually more pitiful than anyone else..."
"What did you say?"
Ling Sheng had no intention of invading other people's privacy, but Song Mo's drunken ramblings shattered his worldview.
Is Song Nanxi the only biological daughter of the Song family?
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Song Nanxi was unaware that Song Mo had unwittingly given her a helping hand.
She took the newly prepared medicine package to Jiade Hospital.
Before getting off the bus, Qi Yu handed Song Nanxi a face mask.
"Hmm?" Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow slightly.
Qi Yu seemed to sigh very softly, "Put it on, you're a public figure."
Qi Yu was also getting into the swing of things and slowly began to realize that he was a celebrity bodyguard.
Even the celebrity Song Nanxi herself had completely forgotten about this.
"Oh—I almost forgot, Ling Sheng taught you that?" Song Nanxi leaned closer, smiling, "Then help me put it on."
The woman's cheeks were flushed with a light pink, and her suddenly close-up eyes and brows were so exquisite they seemed unreal. She smiled with her fox-like eyes and raised her eyebrows to signal Qi Yu not to dawdle.
The small narrowing under the eyes is not concealed.
They're teasing him again...
Qi Yu lowered her eyes. "Get a little closer."
His pale, slender fingers held one end of the mask and gently hung it on her ear.
Skin contact was inevitable during this time. Song Nanxi herself had a high body temperature and good blood circulation, so she didn't feel cold at all, even though winter was hard for others.
On the contrary, it was Qi Yu.
"Wow."
Song Nanxi exclaimed dramatically, her eyes sparkling, "Qi Yu, your body temperature is so low! It must be so comfortable to sleep in your arms in the summer, right?"
She grabbed Qi Yu's hand and quickly rubbed it against her cheek.
A very light breath, like a feather, quickly brushed past Qi Yu's hand.
"It feels so good! Like an ice cube."
Song Nanxi sighed, playfully hooking her fingers around Qi Yu's, "Your hands are beautiful too, Qi Yu. Is your body temperature as cold as your hands?"
The woman's palms were soft and warm, the heat scalding the skin of Qi Yu's fingertips.
He was so stiff that he completely forgot to pull his hand back.