nashuaworldcup Chapter 152 Private Photos
Chapter 152 Private Photos
"elder brother?"
Song Nanxi ended the call and turned around.
"This is your brother?"
Her gaze roamed boldly over Ling Sheng's full chest muscles as she clicked her tongue, "Your brother... is quite different from you, huh?"
Ling Sheng: "..."
He couldn't help but frown, leaning forward while supporting himself on the back of the sofa.
He pressed his thumb against Song Nanxi's chin, pinching her face with two fingers.
"Teasing me wasn't enough, you're even going to mess with a kid who just turned 18?"
Song Nanxi pulled his hand away, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Didn't you refuse? Then I'll try to tease you in a different way, okay?"
“Song, Nan, Xi”.
Ling Sheng had a headache, his deep, sharp black eyes fixed on her. "You've only been flirting with one person?"
The men's eyes at that birthday party weren't exactly innocent.
Song Nanxi blinked, looking innocent.
"But she's just so charming, there's nothing we can do about it."
Stop being so arrogant.
Ling Sheng chuckled and flicked her forehead with his finger.
He straightened up. "How did you meet?"
Song Nanxi was too lazy to talk. She stretched and said, "That's your brother, not mine. Go back and ask him yourself."
It can be said that apart from encountering a setback with Song Nanxi, Ling Xu was still very successful in the online world.
Chen Yao's computer had almost no protection; in Ling Xu's eyes, the firewall was as fragile as a piece of paper.
He practically went through the entire other person's computer.
When he found those disgusting things in the locked folder, he suddenly felt a little relieved...
Fortunately, Song Nanxi didn't see it.
too disgusting.
Just as he was thinking about how to find Song Nanxi, his phone suddenly received a new friend request.
[The dream of 900 million young men requests to add you as a friend]
Ling Xu: "..."
How can someone's personality be so perfectly matched with their online name?
He agreed with his friend.
x: [Song Nanxi?]
The dream of 900 million young men: [Wow, that's fast, little brother.]
x: [My name is Ling Xu.]
x: [Don't call me little brother.]
The dream of 900 million young men: [Okay, little brother, you found the item?]
x: [Wait a minute.]
Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow, wondering what Ling Xu was up to.
But soon, Ling Xu sent over a packaged document.
It is extremely large.
then……
Song Nanxi saw that in those private photos, the private parts of men and women were all marked with a Kapibal.
Song Nanxi: "...Pfft!"
Most of the photos were taken secretly, and there were also videos.
Song Nanxi saw Ruan Xi's face in it, but apart from that, the female protagonist in the picture kept changing.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that the male lead is Chen Yao.
It can only be said that people don't suddenly rot away.
When you find that the surface of an apple is starting to rot, the core of the apple is actually already full of maggots.
Song Nanxi sent this document to Ruan Xi.
The Dream of 900 Million Young Men: [Be prepared mentally before opening.]
She believes Ruan Xi has the right to know, and also—
Song Nanxi didn't have Ling Sheng sign Ruan Xi because she wanted her to be a delicate flower hiding under a parasol.
If you're so emotionally fragile, why are you even in the entertainment industry?
Ruan Xi silently accepted the file, and then there was no news for a long time.
This evidence is sufficient.
Song Nanxi directly instructed Ling Xu, "Find his computer and all the backups on his cloud drive, and then destroy them all."
x: [I know.]
The dream of 900 million boys: 【Be good.】
In the afternoon, Song Nanxi learned from Lao Bai that Song Mo and Song Hai had gone to see the old man.
Not only that, but the brother and sister Song Hong and Song Qi also went.
When Song Nanxi arrived, Guo Qiang and Xu Feng were already waiting outside the study.
Upon seeing Song Nanxi, they apologized, "Sister Song, we're sorry, the old man wants them to go inside, so we..."
Song Nanxi waved her hand, "I know."
In fact, she understood that even if Grandpa Song was disappointed in these children, he couldn't just sever ties with them.
To put it more realistically, it would be even worse if Song Nanxi hadn't appeared.
So, Grandpa Song will live a life of filial piety and loving parents and grandchildren for the rest of his life.
He turned against his children because of her.
Inside the study.
"Dad! I know you want to make it up to Song Nanxi, but... isn't it too much to leave her all the inheritance?"
Song Qi was extremely dissatisfied. "Of course, we're not talking about scheming for your property, but don't forget! You have more than one granddaughter, Song Nanxi!"
Song Hong scoffed, "You're a married woman, do you still covet your family's possessions?"
"You—" Song Qi said angrily, "I am also Dad's daughter, a member of this family!"
They argued incessantly, while Old Master Song closed his eyes as if taking a nap.
Song Mo's temples throbbed with veins, and he finally couldn't help but ask, "Aunt, Second Uncle, is the inheritance the important thing right now?"
He was really laughing at how stupid those two were.
Moreover, arguing about these things in front of the old man makes his intentions obvious to everyone!
Don't talk about scheming or not; anyone with eyes can see it.
Old Master Song opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.
He waved his hand. "Speak, what is it?"
Song Hongqi said, "Dad, of course it's still your good granddaughter! She's made a big splash, but she's almost bankrupted our company!"
Old Master Song's sharp gaze swept over him, but he remained silent.
The imposing aura of those who had long held positions of power put considerable pressure on them.
He gradually shut up.
Old Master Song coughed twice and then laughed, "Go on, why did you stop talking?"
Song Mo sighed softly, "Grandpa, this matter shouldn't have bothered you, but... do you know, Song Nanxi had all the gifts she received on her birthday returned."
Even Xiaorou was driven to the point of attempting suicide by cutting her wrists. If it hadn't been discovered in time, our family might be holding a funeral right now!
Song Hai chimed in, "That's right, Dad. We just announced the real and fake heiresses, and then Xiao Rou was forced into this situation. People outside will think that our Song family is intolerant of others!"
Song Qi: "The company's stock has been falling since last night, and the shareholders are already complaining."
"Oh—" Old Master Song nodded, still smiling. "So, you all agreed to come together today, what do you intend for me to do?"
“This…” Song Qi didn’t dare to meet Old Master Song’s gaze, her eyes darting away.
Song Mo stepped forward and said, "It's very simple, Grandpa. In this family, Song Nanxi only listens to you."
"As long as we get her to stand up and announce to the outside world that she and Xiaorou are both daughters of the Song family, that will be fine."
Song Nanxi overheard the gist of it at the door.
Upon hearing this, he pushed open the door and went inside.
The sound of the door opening startled everyone, and they immediately looked towards Song Nanxi.
Song Qi subtly moved a little further away from her.
Song Mo frowned. "Where did you learn this habit of hiding outside the door to eavesdrop?"
Song Nanxi wasn't going to tolerate him. "If I didn't eavesdrop, how would I know you were secretly plotting something?"