Qiao Wan's heart trembled when she heard this, and she pretended to be calm, "Don't slander anyone! There are many nannies in the Song family's old house, and they also have many ears and ears. I'm out of my mind just to meet some wild man!"
"It doesn't matter whether I've seen her or not, I want to verify it myself!" Song Jing thought of the looming little strawberry under her neck, and went to unbutton her shirt with a pale face.
She reached out and broke off Song Jing's hand, and got to the point with a cold face: "If you don't believe it, break up."
"I have worshiped you as a Bodhisattva on horseback for a month, and today I brought you to the old house to meet the old man. You tell me to break up -"
Song Jing's facial features are feminine and handsome, and she looks a little ferocious when angry.
Qiao Wan had no desire to break up with him and stood up to leave. Unexpectedly, Song Jing grabbed the tail of her hair and pulled her back a few steps.
"Song Jing, if you don't let go, I'll call someone -" Qiao Wan's scalp hurt and her eyes turned red.
He is indeed the most well-known scumbag in Jiangcheng, and he already has signs of domestic violence after only knowing him for a month!
If it weren't for finding out the truth about the incident a year ago, even if someone put a knife on Qiao Wan's neck, she would not return to Jiangcheng, let alone approach Song Jing, a scumbag!
"Qiao Wan, follow me, and you will have a smooth career in the TV station. If you leave me, you will be nothing—"
"Ah Jing, is this your trick to train women?"
Song Jinnan's deep voice interrupted Song Jing.
Song Jing quickly suppressed his negative emotions, reluctantly let go of Qiao Wan, and called Song Jinnan "uncle".
Qiao Wan took the opportunity to grab her handbag and coat and ran out of the Song family's old house without looking back.
Only Song Jinnan and Song Jing's uncle and nephew were left in the room.
Said to be uncle and nephew, in fact Song Jinnan is only two years older than Song Jing.
Song Jing's grandmother was Mr. Song's first wife, and his father was the eldest son of Song Dynasty, so Song Jing had a sense of superiority as the "eldest grandson" since he was a child.
Song Jinnan was born to a woman outside Mr. Song, and was not taken into the Song family until he was ten years old. Although his surname was Song, in Song Jing's view, he was just a bastard with an unfair name.
Calling Song Jinnan "uncle" was just for the sake of the old man.
"My uncle left the dining room before dinner was over, and Qiao Wan went to the bathroom." Song Jing looked at Song Jinnan meaningfully.
Song Jinnan's thin lips held a faint smile, "So what?"
"I just want to remind my uncle, if someone dares to try on Qiao Wan and cuckold me, I don't care if he is an elder or a junior, I will make him look good!" Song Jing's eyes were filled with anger.
Song Jinnan took out a cigarette from his pocket and sniffed it at the end of his nose. His smile did not reach his eyes, "How beautiful it is. Tell me."
The ending is clearly playful, but also shockingly cold.
In addition to being ruthless in business, Song Jinnan also dealt two fatal blows to Song Jing.
Both times it was because Song Jing was rude to Song Jinnan's mother.
One time was in the old house, and the other time was in the underground parking lot of the Song Group.
Song Jing called Song Jinnan's mother a "shameless bitch" in front of outsiders, and Song Jinnan happened to hear it.
Song Jinnan rolled up his sleeves and beat Song Jing half to death. He also knocked out one of Song Jing's upper front teeth at the old house.
In front of Song Jinnan, Song Jing only used her mouth to show off, but she was timid in her heart.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Song Jing's height is not low among men, but compared with Song Jinnan, he is half a head shorter.
When Song Jinnan's condescending gaze came over, Song Jing's heart palpitated inexplicably.
Perhaps it was because he was afraid of being beaten twice. Although Song Jinnan's eyebrows were calm, Song Jing felt as if he was oppressed and fierce.
I'm afraid of returning, but I can't lose the momentum of my eldest son's direct grandson.
"Qiao Wan is the first woman I brought to the Song family and the old man. My uncle will consider it!" Song Jing said this with a straight face and left.
Song Jinnan took out another cigarette and bit it. White smoke lingered between his lips and teeth. He held a pearl cufflink in his palm, and his smile was not as bright as his eyes.
On the way back to the apartment, Qiao Wan was thinking about how to get rid of Song Jing.
Song Jing is a well-known libertine in Jiangcheng. He relies on the Song family's strong financial resources to dominate the world. He is surrounded by countless Yingying Yanyan, Internet celebrities, young models, third-rate female stars... Any woman with a bit of star aura, he All have to play.
Some good people have calculated that Song Jing changes female partners at a rate of one month.
Qiao Wan met him at a TV station event. Song Jing showed great enthusiasm when he saw her. She wanted to refuse, but when her colleagues mentioned Song Jing's identity, she put aside all her resistance and dated him. .
But soon, Qiao Wan discovered that Song Jing was just a decoration in name only in the Song family. The real person in charge of the Song family was Song Jinnan, the fourth eldest son of the Song family.
Tonight is the second time I meet Song Jinnan.
The first time was last Saturday night, when she followed Song Jing to Song's industry reception.
When Song Jing introduced her to Song Jinnan, she changed her usual restraint in front of the opposite sex, took the initiative to walk up to Song Jinnan, and called "brother-in-law" with a smile.
Song Jinnan nodded to her with a cool smile, then took the goblet and went elsewhere.
She came up to talk to Song Jinnan several times and tried to get closer to Song Jinnan, but Song Jinnan cleverly avoided her.
A week later, I waited for this hard-won opportunity tonight.
Song Jing asked her to serve tea to the elders of the Song family present.
When it was Song Jinnan's turn, the old man happened to eat a fish bone and coughed. Everyone at the table was in chaos. She put the aphrodisiac she had prepared long ago into the tea cup she was going to serve to Song Jinnan.
At that moment, her hands were shaking violently, and she clearly felt a sharp and playful gaze staring at her, but when she went to look for it, it disappeared without a trace.
After the fish bone stuck in Mr. Song's throat was taken out by the family doctor, the dining table returned to its previous bustle. She handed Song Jinnan the tea cup with spices.
Song Jinnan's fox eyes flashed with emotions that she couldn't guess. He reached out to take it, and his index finger touched her little finger.
In order to cover up her inner panic, Qiao Wan pretended to be calm and said: "Uncle, please have tea."
Mr. Song and the others took a sip, but Song Jinnan drank it all in one gulp.
At that moment, Qiao Wan's heartbeat immediately became unbalanced.
Song Jinnan put down the tea cup and left the dining room, saying he wanted to go outside for some fresh air.
When she was guessing that the medicine was taking effect, Qiao Wan deliberately spilled the watermelon juice sent by the nanny and left the dining room on the pretext of going to the bathroom to clean her skirt.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the dining room door, she was dragged into the lounge separated by a wall.
The door to the lounge closed quickly, and there was no light inside. Before she could adapt to the darkness in front of her, she was resisted by a man.
Although the man didn't speak, she guessed it was Song Jinnan based on his figure, and softly called him "Uncle."
Song Jinnan didn't respond at first, but his disordered breathing soon gave him away.
Until now, Qiao Wan still believed that the interaction with Song Jinnan in the lounge was an illusory erotic dream.
The men of the Song family have all inherited Mr. Song's romantic and wanton youth. Song Jing is a dandy, and Song Jinnan's reputation in private life is as good as his.
The biggest difference between the two is in the business world. Song Jing is mediocre, but Song Jinnan can single-handedly shake up the entire Jiangcheng business district.
Qiao Wan put back her messy thoughts and parked her car in the underground parking lot of the community.
At this time, a tall man got out of the black car behind.
The high-quality black suit and black shirt blended in with the night, and there was a faint smile on his clear facial features.
Song Jinnan.
Qiao Wan's heart tightened inexplicably and she stepped forward.
