01 It took a long time to speak.
"When your task is completed, I will tell you the answer in the field of fast crossing."
01 made a concession, and even his voice was softer than before.
Song Pian chuckled lightly:
"it is good."
Nie Lingbo came back from a business trip, and when he checked the recent report, he found that the situation in the Xi family changed as if he had pressed the accelerator button, and it became much faster.
The plan is set long ago, the only difference is when it is implemented for the market.
Whether it is to beat Xi Heng without a chance to breathe, or to torture Xi Heng slowly like a big cat playing with its prey, the overall difference is only in the speed of the rhythm, as well as small-scale adjustments.
Nie Lingbo asked Xi Zihua, but Xi Zihua said that this change was proposed by Song Pianjiao.
lightly
Nie Lingbo raised her eyebrows. She hadn't seen Song Piantao for three or four days because she was on a business trip. They both had business affairs and couldn't stick together like a little girl in love. They could only talk at night when they were resting.
But these few nights, Song Pian has never heard a word.
Nie Lingbo felt unhappy almost subconsciously. It's not because the situation in the Xi family is out of her control, resulting in a sense of loss of control, but...
She frowned, turned the plan to the first few pages again, and made sure that it was after she fell into a coma for no reason that Song Pianjiao quickened her movements.
The two things seemed unrelated, and Song Piangan should also know that she could not be influenced by the Xi family, but Nie Lingbo's intuition told her that there must be some unknown connection between the two.
Maybe she should ask Song Piantao.
Don't worry, she was going to meet with Pian Tao tonight, but Nie Lingbo calmed down a bit, put the plan aside, and ordered Jiang Nan to send the gift she prepared for Song Pian Tao to the Song family first.
It was said that it was a gift for Song Pianjiao, but it was actually for the entire Song family.
What Song Sen prepared was a turtle-shaped pottery inkstone from the Han Dynasty, which was extremely rare for him to play with and collect. Liu Ying's is a set of top auction house jade jewelry that was in the news a few days ago, which best suits her status.
Song Fei and Xiangsixi received more, but it was not good to send too expensive ones, so they drew a novel and interesting one, with a variety of styles, and large and small bags of gifts were piled up in Song's living room.
Among them, Xiangsixi loves to read books, and she likes several of the books that she used to covet the most, so she picked up one and turned it over.
Over there, Liu Ying was still talking to Jiang Nan: "Why is Lingbo so polite and sent so many things - look, Xiaofei and Xixi are both so happy, thank you boss for me and say we all like it."
"Mr. Nie said that if I want to come to you to eat at night, I have to pay for the meal first." Jiang Nan smiled in cooperation.
Liu Ying and Jiang Nan chatted happily, and heard Xiangsixi muttering in her heart, which was too enthusiastic, but she didn't know much about the rules of everyone in the rich - are relatives used to giving gifts
She closed the book, looked at Song Fei next to her, and found that Song Fei's face was also strange. After receiving her gaze, the two looked at each other.
Song Fei simply picked up a watch and asked, "Secretary Jiang, I think this watch is very beautiful and suitable for Xingzhou. You can take it back and wear it for her—by the way, what did Cousin Nie buy for Xingzhou?"
"It seems to be... a set of five-three." After carefully recalling, Jiang Nan nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it is the latest edition that just arrived in the bookstore."
"… "
Damn, Song Fei was amazed.
My own niece and niece received five or three, and their two cousins, who were not related by blood, received a bunch of gifts
At this time, she and Xiangsixi simultaneously thought that Jiang Nan was saying that he was bringing a gift to his sister on behalf of Cousin Nie...
The eyes of the two of them floated to the unopened gift box on the table.
"I'm back." At this moment, Song Pian walked in from the entrance, "So lively?"
"elder sister."
"elder sister."
The two crisp calls sounded almost simultaneously. Usually, they glared at each other before talking, but today they were very harmonious.
Xiangsixi went up to meet her, took the bag and portfolio in Song Piantao's hands, and Song Fei calmly placed the lumbar pillow Song Piantao used to use on the sofa.
"Thank you." Song Pian smiled, handed the thing to Xiangsixi, and sat down against the lumbar pillow.
Jiang Nan said:
"Miss Song, I'm here to give you a present for Mr. Nie - but Mr. Nie said that this gift can be unwrapped with her at night."
Song Pian's eyes moved to the gift box with a beautiful ribbon.
"It's so mysterious, then I'll wait for her."
She turned and said, "Mom, did you let the kitchen make the beef stew and boiled fish fillets that cousin loves tonight?"
"I have been ordered to go." Liu Ying smiled.
Song Sen was still obsessed with Yali's rare inkstone treasures, Song Piangan and Liu Ying smiled and said, Jiang Nan concentrated on holding the choker, and the whole room was full of fun.
Only Song Fei and Xiangsixi quietly raised their ears, one solemn and the other alert.
When Nie Lingbo came to Song's house, he couldn't help noticing that the two little girls were very different tonight, always peeking at him while eating.
How is this going? Nie Lingbo thought about it in his heart, but taking into account the low face of the children, he pretended not to know, and only asked after the meal and when he was alone in the room with Song Pian.
Song Piantao didn't notice this, but she guessed: "It is estimated that she has received so many gifts from you, so it is inevitable to see your generous cousin."
Nie Lingbo thought for a while, nodded and accepted it with a smile. Then he pointed to the gift box on the table, and said in a lazy voice, "The children's gifts have all been opened, but the older ones haven't been opened yet."
"You can't guess what this gift is." Nie Lingbo leaned on the sofa and said.
"Really?" Song Piangang just touched the dark green ribbon of the gift box, and the noise from downstairs drifted into their ears through the open window.
what happened? Nie Lingbo frowned, got up and looked at the window.
The housekeeper of the Song family walked over in a hurry, with a few people following her. Not long after she entered the main house, Song Sen and Liu Ying walked with her to the outside of the garden, at a fast pace.
At night, the owner was called out, and he didn't use the car from the garage. At first glance, something urgent happened.
Song Piantao and Nie Lingbo stopped delaying and went to see the situation together.
They chased after the garden, and before they saw Liu Ying and the others, they heard a woman's mournful cry:
"Mr. Song, you can't do anything. We don't dare. You can take back the order. This patent is really authorized to Xi Zihua. It's going to force us to death."
Another male said: "It's Song Pian... Miss Song made the decision, right? I asked Xi Heng to kowtow to her and apologize. Your lord has a lot of it, spare us once, Xi Heng, you speak—"
Song Pian suddenly realized that it was them.
Bai Rong, Fu Siyuan, and perhaps Xi Heng.
Passing around a beautifully blooming spring jasmine, Song Piangao saw their family of three.
Bai Rong no longer looks like a lady. She has been carefully maintained for decades, and now she is suddenly aging. I don't know if her family business is about to be subverted, which will hit her harder, or if she caused her own loss of her grandson to cause her more pain.
Fu Siyuan's suit was out of shape, and his beard was not shaved. He didn't know what his life was like recently, so he ran out to meet people - also, he shouldn't go out to meet people for a long time, he has no face.
As for the crystallization of their love, Xi Heng stood aside, his numb expression revived when he saw Song Piantao's figure.
"Fine." he called.
Bai Rong's eyes lit up, and she said hurriedly and messily: "Miss Song, Miss Song, you have a lot of adults. I used to be ignorant of Taishan. If you want to beat or punish me, I have no complaints - but Xiaoheng has never treated you badly. Ah, just because he loves you so much—"
"Madam be careful." Nie Lingbo took a step forward, blocked Xi Heng's gaze on Song Piantao, blocked Song Piantao behind him, and said coldly.
Bai Rong's face froze. Seeing that the Song family and this Nie Lingbo didn't eat this set at all, she gritted her teeth and took out the words that she had just frightened the guard to call Song Sen:
"You guys are trying to kill our family. Since that's the case, we might as well hit and die in front of your house. It's a happy death!"
Song Sen frowned and warned sharply, "It's unpleasant to see blood in the mall."
Speaking of warning words, he glanced at Song Piantao, as if he wanted to see his daughter's response.
Over there, Fu Siyuan barked loudly: "Our lives are worthless, but if we crash and die here, you can't escape the infamy!"
Song Piantao watched this scene, and she knew why the family would jump over the wall in such a hurry.
In the early morning of tomorrow, Xi Zihua will sign another contract with Song Pianjiao. In this contract, the Song family will transfer the cutting-edge scientific and technological achievements that the research laboratory has just determined to be put into the market a few days ago to Xi Zihua for use.
Thanks to the original plot, there is an epoch-making technology in the field of power batteries that is in the hands of the Song family, and "just" shortly after Song Piantao returned to the Song family, it successfully reached the market standard and production volume, serving the relationship between male and female protagonists. .
Now, in this original text, the east wind that helped Xi Heng to ride the wind and swayed up to 90,000 miles has become a blood-splashing wind blade that ripped apart Xi's family in Song Pian's hands.
Tonight, Song Pianjiao's progress was extremely close to 95%, and even 01 stopped urging her to move.
Everything just waits for tomorrow.
I didn't expect that the Xi family would make trouble. Also, apart from making trouble, apart from struggling to the death, they couldn't do much.
At this time, Nie Lingbo was pressing the dial pad, and said lightly, "I think you are all in a hurry, and you have all come up with tricks. Guess if you make this call, you will be taken by the police to get a good education, or should you change your place... "
Speaking of this, Nie Lingbo raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Siyuan, who barked the most.
Being stared at by those cold eyes, Fu Siyuan's voice stopped immediately and shrank, and then his voice became much lower: "Don't scare me, I'm not afraid of death, I'm not afraid of death... Money is gone, alive What's the difference between being dead!"
"Of course it's different." Song Piantao walked out from behind Nie Lingbo and said firmly.
"You have to live."
All eyes were on her.
Frankly speaking, Song Piantao's appearance is pure and beautiful, and she is very capable of deceiving people. At this time, everyone looked at her and felt that she was going to talk about chicken soup in life and persuade them that "to live is hope".
It's not that Song Sen doesn't like a kind-hearted daughter, but it is inevitable that he sighs in his heart. This is too weak to support the beam.
The next moment, he saw Song Pian take a step forward, approaching Fu Siyuan and Bai Rong, and those two stepped back together.
"It's been a hundred years since you died, and you are used to living a happy life. You are living in poverty. It is a longer pain. This is the punishment you deserve."
Song Piantao stared at the two people in front of her, her voice pressing down on them like a rock.
"You should make atonement."
The surroundings are stagnant.
No one asked what they should atone for, everyone knew it.
It took a while for Fu Siyuan to regain his senses, and he said sharply: "You said that, you want to force us to die here—"
"Of course not." Song Pian shook his head and looked straight at Xi Heng.
Xi Heng's heart moved, and he thought bitterly and sweetly, this was the first time Song Piangan looked at himself for the first time tonight.
"You don't want to give up and threaten my Song family with your life, that's okay."
A strange expression appeared on Song Pian's face, which caught everyone's attention, so she said under everyone's attention:
"Are you willing to bring Xi Heng with you?"
This can be called heart-wrenching.
Xi Heng's body swayed, his lips trembled, and he looked at Song Pian, but couldn't say a word.
Bai Rong's face turned pale immediately: "You... what do you mean?"
Fu Siyuan was so angry: "Do you still want me to cut off my descendants!"
Seeing them like this, Song Pian was sure of everything.
She wrote lightly:
"Then I advise you to live well."
"Otherwise, there are many ways to make life worse than death."
Song Piantao looked at Xi Heng again, his eyes were like a weight, and his voice was cold and ruthless:
"Today, you caused trouble for my Song family. Tomorrow, I will ask Xi Heng to die."
There was silence.
hiss.
Somebody gasped in fright.
Followed by Nie Lingbo's light laughter.
"You, are you tired of talking so much in one breath? Let's go in, let's go in and have a rest. It's enough for the housekeeper to finish this trivial matter."
Song Sen and Liu Ying were stunned when they looked at such an unfamiliar daughter. They were startled by Nie Lingbo, and it was like waking up from a big dream. Song Sen was greatly relieved, and responded:
"Butler Xu, do as the lady said, understand?"
"Okay, okay, it must be according to the lady's wishes." The housekeeper groaned in his heart. He looked at the family that had turned into a living fossil and kept his teeth chattering. He thought that this was really only a "finishing", and he was right. This young lady, who has always been gentle, has changed her cognition.
No one takes the Xi family seriously anymore.
Nie Lingbo took Song Pian's shoulders and stepped onto the path leading to the main house.
"Song Pianjiao."
There was a hoarse, dry call from a man behind him.
"I want to ask you one last question."
Song Pian stopped.
Nie Lingbo stopped as well, a haze flashed in his eyes.
Song Piantao didn't look at her, didn't look back, raised her natural sweet voice and said:
"You don't have to ask."
"No matter what the question is, my answer is definitely not what you want to hear."
"Do it yourself, Xi Heng."
Do it yourself.
These were the last words she left to herself.
Years later, Xi Heng, the impoverished drunkard, seemed to still clearly remember the cadence when she said these four words, and the slender figure.
The woman who was fascinated by her dreams was embraced by another woman who was out of reach. They passed a bright spring flower and gradually disappeared in the path.
Not bothering about the outside world, the two returned to the main house first, and then returned to Song Pian's room.
Nie Lingbo really went to pour Song Piantao a glass of water.
Song Piantao took it and drank some. When Nie Lingbo saw her face as usual, she felt relieved, but she felt a little emotional in her heart. It seemed that the little girl had really grown up.
would be intimidating.
Nie Lingbo didn't find it terrifying, on the contrary, he found it extremely cute. Thinking about it again, there was some inexplicable pride and love.
Really like the miserable.
Nie Lingbo sat down on the sofa and looked up at her.
She was not afraid that Song Pianjiao would feel unhappy, but she didn't like Song Pianjiao thinking about Xi Heng who had just appeared. She deliberately diverted Song Pianjiao's attention:
"The gift hasn't been opened yet."
Song Pian replied, but did not move the gift box, but leaned over first and handed something to Nie Lingbo's mouth.
Nie Lingbo opened his lips without looking at what it was, and put the thing, along with Song Pian's fingers, into his moist and warm mouth.
When the tip of his tongue slid over the cool fingertips and rolled up a sweetness, Nie Lingbo's eyes burst into a smile.
Instead of holding the candy, she intensified her intimacy with the messenger who delivered the candy, her eyes gradually becoming charming, as if dripping water.
Nie Lingbo never concealed her charm in front of Song Piangan, and even wanted to show off her seductive and seductive aura that she usually does not show in front of others.
This coquettish attitude made Song Pian stare at her, and she simply put her fingers in more to make her wish come true.
In the quiet bedroom, a sound of water, wrapped in silky desire, spread.
Nie Lingbo was sitting on the sofa, and Song Pian stood in front of her, looking down at Nie Lingbo's increasingly hot gasps as he fiddled with him, and the maple sugar color in his eyes softened.
When Song Piantao went to find the candy that relieved Nie Lingbo's tiredness, he found that the candy had long since disappeared.
glycated.
It turned into a sticky juice, with the beauty sucking her fingers and swallowing, bit by bit, into her belly.
After Nie Lingbo had eaten up the sugar water between Song Pian's fingers, Song Pian pulled his fingers out.
Nie Lingbo's uncleaned water stains were still stuck on his hands, Song Pian glanced with his thick eyelashes and laughed.
"how?"
Nie Lingbo's voice was tired, and the final sound was lightly scattered in the air. She supported her head, and her long curly hair hung down naturally, even a bit soft.
Song Pian grinned at her, and with her fingers slowly, she stroked Nie Lingbo's lips until it reached her chin.
Little by little, she scratched the water marks on Nie Lingbo's delicate lower half of his face.
Nie Lingbo has an obsession with cleanliness.
Song Piantao didn't know.
But this kind of Song Piandao, the Song Piandao who used to clean his fingers lightly, aroused not Nie Lingbo's disgust and nausea, but a deeper...
Nie Lingbo gasped twice, and closed his eyes heavily, suppressing his uncontrollable emotions.
She was afraid of scaring Song Piantao.
After calming down a little, she opened her eyes, looked at Song Piantao, and licked her lips incessantly. In addition to the swollen desire in her eyes, she was already exploring and thinking deeply:
"Recently, my little girl has taken the initiative a lot."
Song Piantao does not deny:
"Doesn't your sister like it?"
Nie Lingbo pulled her hair back, messy and lazy, she smiled and said:
"how come."
Song Piantao sat down next to her, their thighs rubbed against each other, the fabric gently scraped each other, clearly separated by a layer, but it was as if nothing was separated, which made people tremble in the bottom of their hearts.
Song Pian clambered on her shoulders and moved closer, their slender shoulders and arms touching one another, their hair curled up and lingering on their shoulders.
Nie Lingbo stretched out his arms to help her fix it on his body.
Song Piantao followed her movements, raised her chin, and gently handed it forward, leaning towards Nie Lingbo's ear hiding under her curly hair.
In the breath, the heat passed through a few strands of enchanting curly hair, and slammed on Nie Lingbo's auricle:
"Then... does my sister want it?"