bayedsolid Chapter 205 You're like that mistress who provokes the original wife
Chapter 205 You're like that mistress who provokes the original wife
"Tsk..."
Song Nanxi felt a slight pang of guilt, her last vestiges of conscience pricking her.
When Jiang Mu pushed the door open and came in, he saw Song Nanxi sitting on the sofa.
The lighting was soft, and she was still wearing that short red princess dress. Her skin was as white as snow, and she was radiant and dazzling.
"Waiting for me?"
Song Nanxi nodded.
Jiang Mu also felt that he was somewhat flattered.
"I really wish I could break that grandson Wei Fan's leg."
As for which leg it is, that's hard to say.
Song Nanxi knew he had gone to pick a fight with Wei Fan, so she beckoned Jiang Mu over as well.
She shoved the phone into Jiang Muye's hand, asking, "Can you take pictures?"
"Ok?"
Song Nanxi crossed her long legs, raised her chin, and said, "My fans asked me to post some photos."
Jiang Muye's gaze lingered on those long, straight, snow-white legs, perfectly proportioned.
Slim but not frail, with beautiful leg lines.
"Hey--"
Song Nanxi raised her leg and pressed it against him.
With a half-smile in her eyes, she asked in a leisurely voice, "Where are you looking?"
Jiang Mu's teeth were itchy, and his prominent Adam's apple bobbed.
As he turned on his camera, he followed his instincts: "Look at those legs, they're beautiful, I want to lick them."
"ill."
Song Nanxi cursed him without any politeness.
Jiang Mu licked his lips and looked through his phone camera at the woman who was lounging lazily on the sofa.
The black leather sofa and the red dress against her fair skin create a striking visual contrast.
"You've already insulted me enough, are you still going?"
Song Nanxi was speechless and couldn't help but complain, "You men are all so scary."
How come they all turn into masochists when they're in front of her?
She really doesn't have any unusual fetishes!
Good-looking people always take great photos. Jiang Mu also studied photography, but he only ever photographed landscapes.
This was the first time he had ever taken portraits.
"Should it be ready?"
"Let me see it," Song Nanxi beckoned with her finger.
Upon seeing the photo, Song Nanxi was quite surprised. "Not bad. I underestimated you."
She flipped through the photos, but waited a long time for a response.
Song Nanxi felt an itch on her legs.
She looked over.
The young man smiled and, without any hesitation, showed his canine teeth in front of her.
The next second, a ring of bite marks appeared on her leg.
"Hiss... You dog!"
Song Nanxi tried to kick him, but her foot was grabbed instead.
The young man's knees were pressed against the carpet.
Slowly bending down...
……
Late at night, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Song Nanxi came out wearing a bathrobe, only to realize that there seemed to be something she had forgotten to do.
Ordinary genius Song Nanxi v:
[Image][Image]...
The middle of the night is when night owls are most energetic.
Many people received special notifications for updates on their Weibo accounts.
Upon opening the window, I discovered that Song Nanxi had surprisingly posted photos!
Is it Chinese New Year?
[Whoever you are, I hope you stay inside Sister Song's body and never come out! From now on, maintain this level of performance, understand?]
[What a beautiful wild rose! I understand why Song Nanxi's fan site is named that; she's stunning.]
I'll just go straight for my wife.
What a beautiful baby! I'm dying of happiness!
[Who knows how I turned into a screaming chicken in the dorm and almost got beaten to death by my roommates, until I showed them a picture of Sister Song, and they instantly fell for it, hehe~]
[Although the photos are beautiful, I have to say, opening for business in the middle of the night, sis, you really don't follow the usual path!]
……
Song Nanxi also felt guilty, because the Crown Prince's father was too clingy.
Without realizing it, I rolled all the way from the sofa to the bed.
By the time they realized what was happening, it was already past midnight.
Besides fan comments.
When Yan Xingxue and others saw the photos the next day, they all left comments.
Yan Xingxue: [It's beautiful, but I think the photographer didn't capture the beauty of Nanxi. The real Nanxi is definitely more beautiful! [tears emoji]]
Ling Sheng: [The photographer's skills are lacking; I'll find you a professional photographer later.]
Chi Hao: [Wow! Sister Song, are you going to use your looks to bully the whole world?]
Xiao Wan: [Ahhh, sister is so beautiful! Sister, please give me a kiss!!]
Yu Jing: [It's been a long time since we last met. When are you free? Let's grab a bite to eat.]
Code 0: [Good-looking]
……
Netizens meticulously analyzed the comments section with magnifying glasses, finding it absolutely hilarious.
At first, people could tell which one was the 'real' brother-in-law, but later more and more people joined in and made fun of it, resulting in a bunch of real and fake brother-in-laws, each of whom was particularly good at making up stories.
Fans of other male celebrities also came to the event for a group activity, posting photos of their idols in the comments section and asking Song Nanxi if she wanted a brother-in-law, saying that if she did, she should send him to her bed immediately.
Its unique style is truly one of a kind in the Chinese entertainment industry.
Meanwhile, in the dimly lit bedroom, only the computer screen emitted a glaring light.
The thin boy stared at the comments on the screen, but they disappeared without a trace.
That heartless woman will probably never see this in her lifetime.
He hovered the mouse over the delete button for a long time, then angrily moved it away.
……
Song Nanxi is really busy.
Busy with work, busy with wooing my sweetheart.
Yan Xingxue was held up by matters in Beijing; otherwise, she would have come to H City to find Song Nanxi long ago.
And so he just hummed and hawed in WeChat every day, completely without the airs of an award-winning actor.
Perhaps it was the photos posted by Song Nanxi that made them feel threatened, because no matter how much Song Nanxi played around in private, she never publicly acknowledged anyone's identity.
Paparazzi can take pictures whenever they want, but Song Nanxi never responds.
This also forced the men who were secretly eager for a formal title to suppress their desires, and they became hostile towards each other, waiting to see who would be the first to speak out.
Now, Song Nanxi has actually posted a set of photos he took!
The vinegar jar has been overturned.
Now netizens have found another source of amusement: distinguishing between real and fake brother-in-laws, and even engaging in a kind of "concubine selection" across the internet, much like eunuchs.
Song Nanxi's Weibo account is being tagged countless times.
Every day is like this:
Sister Song, this is good, it has flavor.
Sister, you've got some great muscles. Do you like them?
Sister, these are handsome men I've gathered for you from all corners of the world. Please take a look.
I advise you little borderline bloggers to be more sensible. My sister Song is busy with work, can't you take the initiative to message her privately?
……
Since Song Nanxi wasn't managing the main account, she didn't really notice.
It made Ling Shengtian so angry he was practically dying.
They even considered tearing up the business plan. Song Nanxi, if you want to pursue a career, go for it! Why be a celebrity? You're constantly being coveted by others.
He's so angry!
Then came the most infuriating part.
In the office, Ling Sheng looked at the uninvited man and sneered.
With Song Nanxi gone, there was no need for him to pretend to be magnanimous anymore.
"What are you up to, a movie star, by lowering yourself to act in a TV series? You just want to see her get criticized by the entire internet, right?"
"This is too much trouble for me to take the blame for."
Yan Xingxue smiled warmly, "President Ling, I'm going to work with Nanxi in a drama, playing a real couple. Are you jealous?"
"Heh, no matter how convincing your acting is, it will never become real in this lifetime." Ling Sheng sneered, his eyes filled with disdain. "The way you are now, you really look like a cornered dog, a mistress who can't wait to provoke the original wife."
"Honestly, it's pretty low-class."
"I see..."
Yan Xingxue's voice suddenly lowered as she took out her phone from her pocket.
She asked pitifully, "Nanxi, am I really the mistress that President Ling is talking about?"
Ling Sheng's smile froze.
"Yan Xingxue, you'd better not cause trouble."
His fists were itching to be used.
Song Nanxi found them incredibly boring. She was occasionally willing to coax them, but when it really came to her, she found it troublesome and exhausting.
She spoke softly to Yan Xingxue, "How could you be the mistress, Xue? You're clearly the fourth one."
Yan Xingxue felt a pang of pain in his heart. He lowered his eyelids and asked, "What about President Ling? Is he really his first wife?"
"Of course not, Xue. It's no fun if you guys play like that. I hate trouble, you know?"
Song Nanxi hung up the phone immediately after speaking.
The office was eerily quiet.
There are no winners in this standoff.
"Ah……"
After a long silence, Ling Sheng chuckled softly.
He loosened his tie and strode towards Yan Xingxue.
"Are you satisfied now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he punched Yan Xingxue in the face.
"To be honest, I've disliked you for a long time."
Yan Xingxue was caught off guard by a punch, but she reacted quickly and retaliated.
The seemingly gentle and mild-mannered man revealed a deep-seated ruthlessness when he took action.
"What a coincidence, I also think you're annoying."
The two started fighting for no apparent reason, and each blow was aimed at the enemy with deadly force; they only attacked and did not defend.
The office was a complete mess.
In the end, He Jian arrived with a few people and was punched several times before they were separated.
They were taken to the hospital for treatment.
At this moment, Song Nanxi was finishing a meeting at Prince Technology, where she changed the work location for Huanling Studio and allocated them with sufficient funds. Now that they had found a powerful backer, it was time to expand the studio's manpower.
Song Nanxi hopes that next year, they can complete the game and start testing.
When Song Nanxi received He Jian's call and heard him explain his purpose, she exclaimed "Oh!"
He clicked his tongue in astonishment: "...You mean Ling Sheng got into a fight with Yan Xingxue and ended up in the hospital?"
Jiang Mu also slightly lifted his eyelids and looked at the woman by the French window.
The light and shadow enveloped her, as if she were draped in a soft veil.
Even the light favored her.
"A fracture?"
When He Jian asked her to come to the hospital to see Ling Sheng, Song Nanxi said sarcastically, "That's pretty clever. Go see where there are martial arts competitions and sign them up for one. If they win, they can get some prize money."
Jiang Muye's dark eyes grew even deeper.
The moment Song Nanxi turned around, he curled his lips and asked casually, "Who was fighting? It's a real shame I didn't see such an exciting event in person."
The regret in his tone was undeniable.
Song Nanxi rolled her eyes. "You should sign up for the martial arts competition too. Then you can line up in the hospital and I'll visit you one by one."
Just imagining that scene is dramatic.
Jiang Mu also got a cold shoulder, and he chuckled to himself, "No, I'm afraid of getting hurt."
“Hehe,” Song Nanxi said, “who can play tricks like you?”
If she had even a slightly lower bottom line, Jiang Mu would have gone even further, to the point of having no bottom line at all.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu licked his lips and smiled in a somewhat perverse way.
They must have thought of something.
"That's different. One is just getting beaten up, and the other is..."
Pain and double.
"Go to hell."
Song Nanxi thought they were all perverts, not a single one of them was normal.