kingnovel Chapter 5 giegie, I won't allow it~
Chapter 5 giegie, I won't allow it~
The entire venue was quiet except for the sound of the wind.
Song Yirou walked to Song Nanxi's side. "I lost." She stared at Song Nanxi, unwilling to accept defeat. "But I will definitely beat you next time!"
Song Nanxi didn't even look up. "Oh, then I wish you success."
A false sense of success achieved by relying on a system is always at risk of backfiring!
Song Nanxi waited with bated breath.
Then someone belatedly realized: "Oh no! Live stream! Turn off the live stream right away!"
The live stream, which was generating a lot of discussion, was suddenly shut down, but the topic of tonight's events had already become a trending topic.
"Hey, Song Nanxi! Your phone keeps ringing!"
Song Nanxi picked up her bag from the ground, took out her phone and looked at the contacts. Her ingrained reaction made her expression freeze.
Chi Hao, ever the gossip, leaned closer and asked, "Who was it? Why aren't you answering? There's no time like the present, why don't we go get some late-night snacks later?"
He was still excited and winked at Jiang Mu, signaling him to say a few words.
He felt that no woman could resist Ye Ge's charm!
Song Nanxi's lips twitched, she pushed Chi Hao's face away and answered the phone.
Before she could even speak, a black minivan screeched to a halt right next to her.
"Damn! Who's this? So arrogant—"
Her words stopped abruptly when she saw the man get out of the car.
The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist; his overly full and firm muscles almost burst out of his shirt. Standing at over 1.8 meters tall, he exuded a strong aura of hormones.
If it weren't so inappropriate, Song Nanxi would have loved to whistle.
Ling Sheng, her agent. As the eldest son of the Ling family, he is unconventional and independent. He ignores the family business and insists on entering the entertainment industry. He has a sharp eye for talent, and all the artists he manages are doing very well in the industry.
Song Nanxi, however, should be the only blunder in Ling Sheng's professional career.
Song Nanxi touched her nose, guessing that Ling Sheng had probably come to settle scores later.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to take the initiative, "Brother Ling, I know I was wrong."
Apologize first; it's never wrong.
Ling Sheng paused, glancing at Song Nanxi. If he hadn't witnessed how arrogant the woman in front of him was during the live stream, he might have been fooled by Song Nanxi's docile appearance.
He ended the call with Song Nanxi. "There's no need for an explanation. Save it for when you get back and tell Grandpa Song."
He opened the car door, gesturing for Song Nanxi to get in.
"What—" Song Nanxi panicked now. She stammered, "How could my grandfather know about this!"
If there is anything in this world that Song Nanxi would still cherish, it would naturally be Old Master Song!
Upon learning of her existence, the elderly man immediately took her back. While the rest of the family sided with Song Yirou, he stood firmly by her side, giving her unique favoritism.
He even decided that after his death, he would leave all his estate to Song Nanxi. However, just before the will was to be read, Mr. Song suddenly suffered cardiac arrest and died, and the will disappeared without a trace.
If you say that Song Yirou wasn't involved, she'd never believe it, not even if you beat her to death!
Song Nanxi may be arrogant in public, but she knows she's risking her life and really doesn't want to upset the old man!
Her expression was one of grief and indignation. "Did you tell on me?"
Ling Sheng raised an eyebrow. Was this woman accusing him?
"So what if it is? Or do you think you did the right thing?"
Song Nanxi bent down to get into the car, eager to go home. "My grandfather is in poor health, and I don't want him to worry about me!"
"I didn't realize you had this kind of awareness." The implication of these words was ambiguous.
Song Nanxi ignored his sarcasm and urged Ling Sheng to leave quickly.
At this moment, Song Yirou strode over and said anxiously, "Brother Ling, I heard that Grandpa found out. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have argued with Nanxi. If you're going to the Song family, could you take me with you? I want to explain to Grandpa."
Otherwise, Song Nanxi wouldn't know how to file a complaint!
Before Ling Sheng could say anything, a sweet fragrance wafted over.
Song Nanxi went straight over and locked the car with a click.
"Song Nanxi!"
Song Nanxi threw a provocative look at Song Yirou through the car window, "I'm not taking you, are you mad?"
Song Yirou was furious, she was about to die of anger!
But she couldn't show it in front of Ling Sheng. "Brother Ling, since you're going to take Song Nanxi back anyway, why don't you take me with you?"
His tone was familiar.
She was telling Song Nanxi that the Song family and the Ling family were old friends, and that her relationship with Ling Sheng was far superior to that of Song Nanxi, a wild girl who had just returned home.
Song Nanxi chuckled coldly twice, then turned her head and suddenly softened her tone, "Ling Giegie, I won't allow you to bring other women in your car~"
Ling Sheng: "...What kind of crazy thing have you gone crazy about this time?"
He rubbed his temples, knowing that Song Nanxi and Song Yirou had never gotten along, and he hadn't originally planned to bring Song Yirou along.
Otherwise, wouldn't the two of them have started fighting in his car halfway through the journey?
"Excuse me, I am Song Nanxi's manager."
Double entendre.
As the car started moving, Song Nanxi waved, "Bye~"
Song Yirou's face turned ashen.
At this moment, Zheng Yuzhe walked over, his face ingratiating, and said, "Xiaorou, I drove here too, shall I give you a ride?"
Looking at Zheng Yuzhe's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, Song Yirou felt a little nauseous, but then she thought about Zheng Yuzhe's identity and changed her mind, "Okay."
On the bus, looking at the increasingly familiar route and thinking about seeing her grandfather soon, Song Nanxi couldn't help but feel excited.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked out the car window, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Ling Sheng said calmly, "When did you learn to ride a motorcycle? I didn't know that."
"I also poop, do you want me to report that to you too, Ling giegie?" Song Nanxi propped her chin up and turned her head to look at the man's well-defined profile, with a pair of narrow-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, making him look particularly sexy.
No wonder he became one of Song Yirou's targets.
Ling Sheng frowned deeply. "Song Nanxi, I don't remember ever offending you."
A woman's thoughts are ever-changing; perhaps they can shift in an instant?
Ling Sheng's head throbbed even more.
Before, I only thought Song Nanxi was hopeless and couldn't be helped. Now, it seems that not only can she not be helped, she's also smeared mud all over his face.
Song Nanxi was specially entrusted to him by Old Master Song; otherwise, judging by Ling Sheng's strict standards, Song Nanxi would absolutely not be qualified to become his contracted artist.
Upon arriving at the old house, the carved gate automatically opened to both sides.
The car stopped in front of the main building.
Seeing the old housekeeper standing at the door waiting, Song Nanxi's smile vanished.
Butler Bai respectfully invited Song Nanxi to get out of the car, "Miss Nanxi, the old master is waiting for you in the study."
Song Nanxi reluctantly got out of the car and looked at Ling Sheng with pleading eyes.
Ling Sheng gave a half-smile, "Why are you looking at me? Why aren't you smiling anymore? Is it just that you're not naturally inclined to smile?"
Song Nanxi was speechless.
"you are vicious!"
She walked towards the study without hesitation.
When the moment finally arrived, Song Nanxi felt more excited than guilty.
She was finally able to see her only remaining relative again.