Chapter 100: White Moonlight of the Stand-in (23)

After breakfast, the housekeeper handed Song Sen a document in due course. Before it was handed to Song Sen, it was intercepted by Liu Ying in advance and read it.
She read it word by word, her face getting darker and heavier, angry and angry, and her hand holding the file was shaking. Song Sen didn't dare to let her look any more and took the file into his own hand.
Song Pianzhen probably guessed what it was. She got up and walked to Liu Ying's side, stood beside Liu Ying, and took her mother's shoulders and said:
"I have returned to Song's house, he dare not do anything to me anymore, don't be sad."
"Why didn't he dare? I hate letting him into the house yesterday." Liu Ying almost gritted her teeth, but her eyes were red.
Song Pianzhen lightly patted her on the shoulder. Seeing the two children were still there, she winked at them and told them to go back to the room first.
Xiangsixi and Song Fei walked upstairs slowly.
Song Sen finished browsing quickly and took the file on the table.
"There are ill-formed children everywhere, but he shouldn't provoke my daughter, he deserves his life bad."
Song Sen said that his speech was plain. As a man, he did not regard Xi Heng's series of operations as heinous sins, but as a father, Xi Heng bullied his daughter.
If it's just an ordinary female college student, no one among the flat-headed people can match Song Pianzhen to him, but he has moved the Song family's current Ni Lin.
Liu Ying said: "My daughter can't be wronged for nothing. The lesson yesterday was too shallow."
Song Sen said: "Of course."
However, he pondered and said, "Xi Heng is from the Xi family, and Fu Siyuan is still Xi Zihua's father..."
Liu Ying snorted: "Which family of Xi Heng is Xi Heng?"
But she is also aware of her husband's considerations.
After all, the Xi family is an old acquaintance in the circle. Although it has lost its momentum, the world is not only falling into trouble. Just seeing that Xi Zihua can get up slowly by relying on his foundation, he knows the key here. If you don't pay attention, you will hurt your feelings. of.
Aside from the sidelines, Nie Lingbo, who has been close to his home recently, is not the benefactor of Xi Zihua's rise.
Nie Lingbo just stood up for her on the front foot, and the aunt and uncle on the back foot will carry her with the roots.
Liu Ying grinds his teeth. This is really a loss of both glory and prosperity. Playing the Chinese zodiac may hurt Yu Ping'er. Is there any way to split this family into two?
At this time, she heard her daughter say:
"Actually, I heard my cousin talk about the grievances of the Xi family. I didn't expect Xi Heng to be his father's illegitimate child."
"The cousin also said that even if Fu Siyuan derailed, the property of the Xi family should be inherited by Xi Zihua and her brother, but Fu Siyuan gave them to Xi Heng. Their father and son were thieves and stole the assets of the Xi family."
Song Pianzhen held Liu Ying's hand, her eyes a little sad, but firm:
"We broke up a long time ago. Everyone knows that what Xi Heng really loves... is his cousin. What did he come to me for yesterday? If I'm with him, will the Song family be his accomplices in hurting the Xi family? When I think of this, I feel that Xi Heng's heart is unfathomable."
Song Sen said categorically, "I will not marry my daughter to such a person."
Liu Ying also followed: "He started to use your heart, let alone us, do you think your cousin has a good face to him? He really wants to eat swan meat, so my mother cleaned him up and gave his daughter vent!"
Liu Ying passed Song Sen and put it down. Her natal family was not much worse than Song’s. Now Liu’s family is still in charge of her twin brother. If Liu Ying is determined to vent her anger for her daughter, she does not need to look at Song Sen’s. opinion.
Song Sen reluctantly glanced at his wife who had raised his head. Just about to let his wife calm down, he saw her daughter handing her a glass of water, and her voice was also gentle as water:
"You calm down, I thought for a long time yesterday, and I don't hate Xi Heng, but he and his parents should pay the price for their madness and self-righteousness."
"As for the price...they have their current status by stepping on the spine of the Xi family. Let them return what they have stolen."
Song Sen looked at his daughter unexpectedly.
When Liu Ying's nursing girl was eager and stunned by her sensibility, the daughter who was the client was able to retain her senses and said these words peacefully.
You must know that Song Pianzhen is just a graduate who has just entered the society. Most young people of this age are childish and motivated. The performance like Song Pianzhen is enough to surprise Song Sen and even surprise him.
He looked at Song Pianzhen with almost admiration, and said, "It's good that you can say this."
He wanted to test his daughter, and continued to ask: "Aren't they willing to pay it back?"
Song Pianzhen blinked slightly, a little playful: "Cousin said that her friend Xi Zihua is about to fight Xi Heng."
"The housework of the Xi family should be solved by the Xi family. Our Song family only needs to help-just like the cousin did, help friends, no one can say no mistakes."
Song Sen was very satisfied when his daughter gave the standard answer. He laughed happily:
"No one will say a ‘wrong’ word to the Song family for them."
Song Pian smiled, with just the right amount of shyness in front of his parents.
Liu Ying watched the scene where the father and daughter talked happily, slowly calmed down, and even tasted a bit of family happiness.
When her daughter returns to the Song family, what she worries most is that the Song family cannot sincerely accept the daughter who has been absent for many years, preventing the daughter from integrating, especially the husband.
But now it seems that the situation is much better than she expected. Perhaps this is the nature of the father and daughter, and the blood relationship of close relatives.
Liu Ying gradually smiled openly and joked:
"You, I really don't leave my cousin, Ling Bo is so good?"
Song Pianzhen confessed openly: "Cousin is very good, I want to be like her."
Before Liu Ying recovered, Song Sen yelled "OK."
"Okay! If my daughter can become the second Nie Lingbo, who can rob the Song family in the future."
The more he thinks about it, the better he feels. His daughter has not cultivated yet, she has shown extraordinary communicative talent and a certain mind. If she cultivates a little bit, it may be a real gem.
If Song Sen lacks anything, what is most lacking is an heir who inherits his blood and talents, and Song Pianju's appearance has made him see the possibility. Song Sen's love for Song Pianju, sees it jump up sharply. Overtake Liu Ying.
The point of this conversation is so deviated.
Song Pianzhen's goal has been achieved. She persuaded Song Sen and his wife to use the way of supporting Xi Zihua to send the Xi Heng family back to where they should be.
In addition, Song Sen intends to train Song Pianju, so he simply gave her manpower and asked her to contact Xi Zihua.
This is also because it is difficult for the elders to mix things with the younger generation. It is more reasonable for Song Pianzhen to do it, and it also allows Song Pianzhen to make some friends in the upper class.
The butterfly pastry has been packed in a pastry box by the servant, only waiting for Song Pianju to take it out.
Song Pianzhen changed her clothes and prepared to go downstairs, only to remember that there was one more thing she had not done.
She knocked on Song Fei's door: "Xiao Fei, it's me."
Click.
Song Pianqi heard the sound of the door opening behind her. She turned her head and glanced:
"Xixi?"
Xiangsixi grabbed the door: "Sister, are you going out? Go to see Sister Lingbo?"
Song Pianzhen nodded.
Xiangsixi said, "I want to go out, too, sister, take me."
Song Pianzhen didn't speak yet, and the door in front of him opened again. Song Fei stood at the door, holding the doorknob and saying:
"Why are you looking for me?"
There was a girl standing one behind the other in the door of the room. Song Pianzhen didn't know who to speak to.
Song Pianzhen simply stood farther away and brought both of them into view.
She first replied to Xiangsixi: "Are you looking for Xingzhou? I am not going to Nie's house today, but to the headquarters of Nie's company. If you want to find Xingzhou, I will ask the driver to take you off."
Then he said to Song Fei: "Xiao Fei didn't sleep well last night, did you? I asked Aunt Xu to stew crucian carp soup. Remember to drink some before lunch."
Song Fei's hand holding the doorknob tightly, looked at Song Pianxiu, her lips tightened, and dryly said:
"it is good."
After she answered, she saw Xiangsixi raise her hand: "I want to drink too."
"Ah, I have done a lot. You and Xiao Fei will have enough to drink together."
Xiangsixi was happy: "Good sister."
And Song Fei felt that Xiangsixi was so noisy, it must be because of last night's dream.
She glared at Xiangsixi again behind Song Pianju.
Drink and drink, sooner or later the shark will make soup for you.
Song Pianzhen went to the Nie Group for the first time, and he had never been here before.
She thought of calling Nie Lingbo downstairs again, but as soon as she took out her mobile phone, the front desk next to her eagerly asked who she was looking for.
Song Pianzhen reported Nie Lingbo's name.
When the front desk heard that it was Nie Lingbo, she couldn't help but glance at Song Pianzhen more, and Song Pianzhen calmly let them watch.
Immediately, one of them called the office to inquire, and the other was respectful and polite:
"Miss, you don't have an appointment. Mr. Nie is busy with his business and may not be able to see you."
Song Pianzhen nodded: "There should be a regular meeting in the morning, right?"
The front desk used a tone that made sure that the president would not see guests and would send Song Pianquan away:
"Yes, it would be great if you were considerate--"
"Miss, the president invites you to go up. I'll lead you, please."
what? The remaining words at the front desk who were going to see off were stuck in his throat, and couldn't help asking his colleagues frantically with his eyes.
Song Pianyu smiled and thanked: "Thank you."
The colleague politely guided Song Pianyu the way to the elevator before turning back to the reception desk.
The reception desk said for a long time: "There should be a regular meeting in the morning, right?"
The front desk of the guide hissed, whispering gossip:
"Don't say it, I heard Mr. Nie tell Jiang Zhu on the phone just now to cancel today's regular meeting."
"...Never absent for meetings and being late for meetings, Mr. Nie, who values ​​time management the most, canceled the company's regular meeting for his beautiful sister. What kind of plot is this boss?
Song Pianzhen didn't know the discussion behind her, she went upstairs, Jiang Nan waited for her at the elevator entrance and took her to Nie Lingbo's office.
Jiang Nan opened the door for her and Song Pianzhen walked in. Jiang Nan bowed and closed the door from the outside. In an empty office, there was only Song Pianzhen in front of the door and Nie Lingbo behind the desk.
Nie Lingbo was wearing a white shirt with his cuffs rolled up, revealing a white forearm. She wears silver-rimmed glasses at work, her long hair is tied up, and she has a neat beauty.
She has a stack of documents waiting to be processed, and she keeps her eyes on the documents, as if she didn't hear the door opening.
Song Pianzhen didn't believe it.
Song Pianju glanced at the pastry box in her hand. She would not forget how Lin Qinglu stopped when she passed by with the butterfly cake in her first world.
Nie Lingbo may be immersed in business and did not hear anything, but as a butterfly pastry detector, she must be able to smell it.
False serious.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
On Baijing's wrist, the second hand on the watch moved lightly three times, and there was no sound of footsteps in the office.
Nie Lingbo twisted the pages of the paper with his fingers. While turning the pages, he looked up at the door.
At a glance, it meets the other's eyes.
Song Pianzhen kept looking at herself. She is wearing a white dress again.
"What are you doing while standing at the door?" Nie Lingbo said lightly.
Song Pianzhen did not move, standing and calling:
"sister."
Nie Lingbo leaned back on the back of the chair, twisting his fingers, responding inexplicably:
"Ok?"
"Sister." Song Pianyu smiled, eyes like crumpled water waves, "Are you angry?"
Song Pianqi raised her hand, and carried the cake box with the delicate lines to show it:
"I made you butterfly pastry, don't be angry, okay?"
Nie Lingbo squinted and looked at Song Pianshu.
She stood in front of the door, refusing to come easily, but with a sweet taste and a pure smile, she tempted herself unscrupulously.
The second hand of the watch was ticking.
"Not angry." Nie Lingbo said in a low voice.
"You can't come anymore, I'm going to be angry."