mynovelweb Chapter 47 We crashed, so what?
Chapter 47 We crashed, so what?
Lin Bei was so angry with Song Nanxi that she almost died on the spot.
Song Nanxi left an address, asking Amanda's staff to prepare the dress and deliver it to her place before leaving in a huff.
After she left, Mrs. Liu and her group couldn't resist their gossipy nature. "That Lin Bei, did you really keep a gigolo?"
"I didn't!" Lin Bei said through gritted teeth, unable to express her bitterness. "That brat slandered me! How shameless must she be to do something like that!"
"Oh dear, what you're saying..."
Some wealthy women secretly have separate lives with their husbands, so Lin Bei's words implicated one of them as well!
"Actually, I think Song Nanxi is right! Men can play around outside, so why can't women? When it comes to shamelessness, those men only behave when they're hanging on the wall! It's not like before, we don't follow the old rules of obedience and virtue anymore."
"Forget it, you'd better go back and check if there's anything hanging on your door. Let's reschedule for another day!" The wealthy woman said, then got into her car and drove away, pursing her lips.
"Wait a minute! What do you mean 'my doorstep'—I already said I didn't!"
Lin Bei finally understood what it meant to be unable to explain something even with ten mouths.
Song Yirou's eyelids twitched. She smiled and said goodbye to the wealthy women. Only after returning to the car did she say, "Mom, calm down. I know you definitely didn't do it."
Lin Bei was both aggrieved and furious. "Xiao Rou, what kind of mess is this?! Song Nanxi is really out of her mind. She ruined my reputation. What good does that do her?!"
"Mom, we need to find a way to teach Song Nanxi a lesson, otherwise she'll really break up our family!"
……
Song Nanxi was unaware that Song Yirou was planning something bad.
She was standing by the roadside waiting for Qi Yu.
Song Nanxi has a car, a Tank 300, which she chose herself, and Grandpa Song paid for it.
This was Song Nanxi's dream car. After getting it, she spent over a million yuan on modifications alone. She had originally planned to drive it on the Sichuan-Tibet Highway. Unexpectedly, she ended up doing missions in other worlds, and when she came back, Song Nanxi just wanted to give up.
The passion is gone.
The thought had barely crossed my mind when a huge vehicle painted in Samurai Black pulled up beside me.
The lowered car window revealed Qi Yu's cool and aloof features.
Oh—I still have a little bit of passion for male beauty.
Song Nanxi changed her mind in her mind.
She watched as Qi Yu got out of the car and opened the door for her. His superior figure and demeanor drew frequent glances from passersby.
Song Nanxi curled her lips into a smile. "Didn't I give you a day off? Why did you suddenly come over?"
Her eyes shimmered like glass marbles in the sunlight. Qi Yu blinked, looked away, and said softly, "There's nothing to do at home."
"Pfft—" After Qi Yu got into the car, Song Nanxi tilted her head and complained, "Qi Yu, you're so boring. I really suspect that inside your young body, your soul is already seventy or eighty years old. Oh no, even my grandfather knows how to live better than you."
The old man also practices Tai Chi every day and plays chess and chats with his friends in the neighborhood.
Qi Yu hummed in agreement. "Maybe."
During those dark days, reality completely destroyed his pride and broke his spine.
Sometimes he even felt that although he seemed to be alive, his soul had been dead for a long time.
Only when she saw her mother's smiling face and was by her side could Qi Yu feel a little bit of life.
"What do you mean 'maybe'? No way! When we have time, I'm definitely going to take you to experience the life of young people. Being so old-fashioned is no good, no good." Song Nanxi wrinkled her nose, completely disagreeing.
A faint smile spread across Qi Yu's eyes.
He was in her plans too...
……
Song Nanxi wanted to go back to her old house, so she asked Qi Yu to take her back.
In the distance, a black Bentley was blocking the gate. Who else could it be but Song Mo's car?
Song Mo looked at her coldly, "Song Nanxi, get down."
Song Nanxi rolled down the car window and said lazily, "A good dog doesn't block the way."
"Stop playing these tricks on me. You've gone crazy once or twice, that's enough. Know when to stop," Song Mo warned. "Or do you want me to go with you to Grandpa and tell him what good things you've done?"
Song Nanxi scoffed, "Stop showing off. If you could get in, would you still be standing here in this incompetent rage?"
When her money was wasted?
"Sister Song, you're back!"
"Sister, we guarded the gate with the utmost precision; not even a fly managed to get in!"
Upon seeing Song Nanxi, the two burly men standing at the door immediately greeted her with smiles.
They were two of the bodyguards who applied last time.
As soon as Song Nanxi called, he came immediately.
"Well done."
Hearing them greet Song Nanxi warmly, Song Mo still had something he couldn't understand.
He opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, feeling incredibly aggrieved. Pointing at Song Nanxi, he said, "Very well, so you invited them. Song Nanxi, what exactly do you want? This is the old house. Who are you trying to stop by having people block this place? Do you think Grandpa is a prisoner?!"
"Grandpa needs to rest quietly. I'm just preventing any animals from going in and disturbing his rest." Song Nanxi didn't think she had done anything wrong. Besides, even if Grandpa Song found out, she was confident he wouldn't be angry.
"I'm not going to argue with you. I'm just asking you, what good does it do you to spread those rumors about Mom and Dad outside?"
“You’re really well-informed,” Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow and said matter-of-factly, “It’s not good, but it’s not bad either.”
“You—” Song Mo was speechless.
Song Nanxi suddenly changed her expression, "Get out of here and don't block the road."
Song Nanxi's car had a high chassis, and Song Mo didn't want to talk to her like that.
I felt like I was in a subordinate position.
He scoffed, slowly lit a cigarette, and provocatively said, "What can you do if I don't let you? Go ahead and ram me if you dare."
He'd give Song Nanxi ten times the courage to see if she dared to do it.
"I've never seen anyone so eager to die."
Song Nanxi said calmly, "Qi Yu, get out of the car."
Qi Yu didn't ask why, simply unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car.
Song Nanxi pushed herself up and jumped directly into the driver's seat. She sneered and slowly lowered her foot on the accelerator.
"Holy crap—" Next door, Chi Hao was so scared he almost fell off the wall. He shouted into the house, "Brother Ye, come quick! Song Nanxi is going to kill someone!"
boom!!
Tank 300, like a black behemoth, roared and charged toward Song Mo.
"Young Master 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 crashed hard into the front of the Bentley. The Tank 300 only had a dent in the front, but the Bentley lost its entire headlight.
She's so ruthless!
The cigarette fell and burned a hole in Song Mo's suit. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked up. Song Nanxi, sitting in the driver's seat, curled her red lips slightly and raised her chin at him provocatively.
His eyes seemed to ask silently: We were hit, how are you?