The first time Xi Heng saw Song Xuexen, the whole family was kicked out of the banquet by her wife Luo Ruzhi, making Fu Siyuan not dare to go out for a month.
The second time he saw Song Xuexen, he was stopped by the Nie family's dog at the door, and he watched as Song Xuexen was welcomed in by the Nie family as a guest of honor.
Song Jiaming had just returned to China, but like his destined mortal enemy, he was embarrassed everywhere.
At this time, the ex-girlfriend ignored her and went straight to Song Xuexen's car. Xi Heng had no reason to stop it - under Song Xuexen's extremely oppressive gaze, he did not dare to stop it.
No one cared about Xi Heng's psychological shadow area, Maybach quickly disappeared in front of him, Xi Heng clenched his fists, was blown away by the exhaust, and was disheartened.
Li Wan knew that she had done something stupid and did not dare to speak for a long time. Seeing Xi Heng standing still, like an ice sculpture, she cautiously said:
"Song Xuexen... Who is that? Also surnamed Song, is she a relative?"
"Impossible!" Xi Heng blurted out, Song Pianjiao and Song Xuehen? The identities of heaven and earth, say they are relatives? How funny.
Li Wan shrank back in fright, and flattered, "Yes, Song Pianjiao is an orphan, where's the relative from?" He was still such a prominent figure that even Xi Heng dared not stand in the way.
Li Wan was too sour, and her mood was complicated. Song Piangan was really capable. First, Xi Heng, and then this one. He was obviously a stand-in, and Xi Heng could never forget her. He really had to accept it.
Xi Heng's face was even more ugly.
Song Xuexen and Luo Ruzhi have a very good relationship. Song Piangan is an orphan and does not work in the Song family company. If it is not emotionally involved, how can Song Piangan have a relationship with the Song family
Excluding all the impossible, the possibility of the remaining one suddenly increased. Xi Heng snorted in his heart, his face was faintly blue, he said anxiously:
"Meng Yue, go check the relationship between Song Piantao and the Song family."
Maybach.
"That person was Xi Heng just now." Song Xuexen has a good memory. At this time, the car has entered the road, she asked, "He has been pestering you?"
Song Pian said, "I've looked for me twice."
Song Xuexen snorted coldly: "The family tradition of the Xi family has not been passed on to Xi Heng at all."
"If he finds you again, tell me."
Song Pian nodded and said yes, she took Song Xuexen's love, but she didn't plan to ask Song Xuexen for help.
There was also Nie Lingbo.
Thinking of her, Song Pian's eyes softened a little.
People can't stand talking. While in the car, Song Pian uncontrollably thought of some pictures about Nie Lingbo, probably as many as the clouds floating in the sky.
After getting out of the car, Song Pian looked up and saw Nie Lingbo calling in front of the paternity test center in the small garden.
Today, she wore a cold gray coat and a white bottoming skirt. When she walked back and forth, the skirt slightly longer than the coat fluttered along with it, like a gentle circle of water waves, encircling her slender straight calf.
As his name suggests, Lingbo.
Maybe it was the person floating back and forth in his mind at first sight, but this time there was a little more joy and surprise at the meeting.
The corners of Song Pian's lips curved up naturally, and she walked over briskly:
"Limbo."
Nie Lingbo was originally facing Song Piantao, but she looked over in response, twisted her waist thinly, her nose and lips were delicate, and her long curly hair scattered behind her back, swaying weightlessly, like a stunning silhouette of a beauty.
Song Pian Tiao liked it very much.
And what Nie Lingbo saw was Song Pian's pure and innocent smile. Even his normally quiet and gentle eyes had turned into small crescent moons, and the unbearable joy and splendor fell from the tip of the crescent moon.
Considering that Nie Lingbo was talking on the phone, Song Pian's voice was very soft. When it fell into Nie Lingbo's ears, it seemed extra sweet and soft.
Nie Lingbo folded his fingers holding the phone.
"Mr. Nie?" shouted from the other end of the phone.
Nie Lingbo returned to his senses and said concisely: "You should contact the marketing department to get the data first, and I will reply you later."
She hangs up.
Song Xuexen just came over and was a little surprised: "Ling Bo? Are you here too?"
"Well, I'll accompany Aunt Liu over here." Nie Lingbo shook his phone, "I'll come out to get some air and take care of business by the way."
"So, is Auntie in there? Let's go in." The last half of the sentence was said to Song Pian.
Song Pian had some guesses in her heart when she saw their unfamiliar appearances.
Sure enough, Song Xuexen briefly explained to her that when Madam Song, Auntie Liu referred to by Nie Lingbo first arrived in China, Nie Lingbo and Luo Ruzhi went to pick up the plane together. Affectionately recognized the relationship.
As for why Nie Lingbo also came for the paternity test... Song Xuexen didn't want to ask too detailed, but Nie Lingbo said lightly:
"After you went to pick up Piantao, Aunt Liu was afraid that Song Fei would be lonely at home alone, so she asked Ruzhi to accompany Song Fei, and Aunt Liu asked me to accompany her."
"So it is."
Song Piantao also appeared to understand, and Nie Lingbo glanced at her.
Song Piantao followed him and Song Xuexen. He clearly knew little about what was about to happen, and he might not even understand that his life was about to change dramatically.
Every time I look at myself, the smile on her face is very sweet, she is obedient, special... It hurts.
The receptionist of the appraisal center quickly received them and led them to the VIP room, where Mrs. Song was inside.
Nie Lingbo lagged slightly, Song Xuexen stepped in first, Nie Lingbo stopped, turned her head slightly, and when Song Pian was side by side with herself, she said to Song Pian:
"Don't be afraid."
Song Pian blinked: "I'm not afraid."
After she finished speaking, she smiled nicely at herself: "Don't worry."
Nie Lingbo's hands were itchy. At such a close distance, she didn't feel wronged, she obeyed her heart, raised her hand and pinched Song Pian's pink cheeks.
Bad behavior, very light force.
Nie Lingbo chuckled twice:
"I still know how to laugh, I was worried for nothing."
Why did Nie Lingbo... suddenly get so close to him
Nie Lingbo pinched his face, and Song Piangan almost couldn't react.
For a long time, her relationship with Nie Lingbo—or Qinglu—has been gradual. In other words, this kind of petty gesture seems to be different from Qinglu’s attributes.
09 Holding the big pencil, he seemed to have a feeling: "Sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot, and the experience is not deceiving me. Qinglu has learned a lot in this world."
"Is that so?" Song Pian was noncommittal.
The touch on the face is still there, and the cool fingers gently brushed from the face, gently, provocatively...
"Anyway, she should have a good impression of me, this is a good sign." Song Pian quickly pressed the throbbing, and rationally analyzed the wave.
The most important thing at the moment is not this. The conversation with 09 was completed in a few seconds, which was just enough time for Song Pian to follow Nie Lingbo into the VIP room.
In the VIP room, apart from Song Xuexen and the staff, there was only one middle-aged beautiful woman, the original mother, Liu Ying.
She has a good demeanor, and you can see at a glance that she is pampered on weekdays, but her face is pale, her figure is thin, and her expression is sullen.
Liu Ying's eyes didn't stop at the other two juniors at all, she looked at Song Piangan almost eagerly.
Perhaps it was the mutual induction between mother and daughter, only one glance, or two eyes, brought tears to Liu Ying's eyes.
Song Xuexen hurriedly handed over the tissue, but the tears in Liu Ying's eyes had been wiped away, making her unable to see the girl in front of her.
But the girl's face was already engraved in her consciousness, overlapping with the young shadow she treasured in her heart.
She had imagined countless times what her child would be like when she grew up if she had the opportunity to grow up.
She couldn't imagine it.
The little girl in her heart has never left, and her face is lifelike, but she can't imagine that she will grow up.
She tried to piece together the facial features of herself and her husband, with eyes like hers, nose like her father... The face that was spelled out was handsome and beautiful, but stiff and stiff.
That's not her child.
She has seen Song Piangan's photos, and all the photos from different periods that she can find. Maybe the photos are dead objects after all.
Today, I finally saw Song Piangan himself, the figure he had been looking for, who always looked at flowers through the fog, finally became clear in Liu Ying's mind.
Like a foggy mirror, the fog is wiped away, leaving a mirror that is extraordinarily clear, and everything can be seen clearly.
When they entered the sampling room separately, there were only the quiet doctor and Song Xuehen in the room, and Nie Lingbo accompanied Song Pian in another room.
Liu Ying's eyes were still red, she was silent for a long time, looking at the blood that the doctor took from her body, and said:
"Even if the result comes out, slap her...not your cousin, I will recognize her as a goddaughter."
Song Xuexen was stunned for a moment: "Uncle still doesn't know, right?"
"I'll tell him." Liu Ying finished speaking and smiled, "If your uncle's father saw Pian Dao, he would definitely agree."
This smile is extremely sad, Song Xuexen has always been indifferent and rational, and can't help but be moved.
"Auntie is happy, you have another daughter, this is a happy event."
"Yeah, happy event." Liu Ying became more cheerful, "I have to wash my face quickly, I'll see you later."
The blood collection was carried out very quickly. In less than five minutes, the two sides gathered again.
During the short meeting before, Liu Ying lost his temper, Song Piangan's identity was not sure, it was difficult to come forward and say anything, Song Xuexen was busy comforting Auntie, and finally Nie Lingbo made the decision, took the two groups of people separately for sampling, and gave them to him by the way. This gave Liu Ying room to adjust his emotions.
It wasn't long, and the doctor was still there, Song Piantao couldn't say anything to Nie Lingbo, and the two sides met again.
This time, Liu Ying's emotions were under control. Although the eye circles were slightly swollen, he could communicate with Song Pian smoothly and freely.
Liu Ying desperately wanted to recognize Song Pianjiao, but she couldn't say anything at this time, because she was afraid that her enthusiasm would scare the child.
She was in a hurry. Seeing Song Piangan and Nie Lingbo being close, she remembered, "Piangan, are you tutoring the Nie family?"
As a result, Song Piangan hadn't spoken yet, so Nie Lingbo answered first:
"Yes, teach my niece Nie Xingzhou."
Liu Ying had always admired Nie Lingbo, but this time, she was not very willing to answer Nie Lingbo, so she didn't hear Song Piangan replying to her.
But these are just the details, Liu Ying didn't take it to heart, and said in a brisk tone:
"If Pian Tiao is really my daughter, I will call you cousin."
Nie Lingbo squinted his eyes comfortably, and his eyes turned to Song Piantao:
"I only have cousins, and I want to have several younger cousins."
How could Song Xuexen not know what her aunt was thinking, and she, who had always been uninterested in conversations, also followed:
"Look at how miserable Ling Bo is. He doesn't even have a cousin. Pian Tiao is so much younger than us, why don't you ask your sister to listen to me?"