There was a bodyguard who was closer to Jiang Sheng, he had a calm face, tightly twisted his brows, staring at Jiang Sheng was scolding the little boy, his fingers hanging by his side were tightly clenched, the more he looked, the more cold his expression became, and the slightly undulating green tendons were faintly visible at his temples.

Jiang Sheng was a little exhausted: "It's annoying to see you, can't you hide in the room?" She was trapped for a long time, and her mental state was far less arrogant than before. But after all, she is the eldest lady of the Jiang family, and so many years of aristocratic education still haven't let her let go of maintaining the delicacy on the surface, she looks at the little boy with hatred, and only thinks that this little boy has made her so pitiful.

"It's all you, it was your birth that made me miserable, you see, your father didn't come to see you, he drove your grandfather away, killed your mother, and locked you here. How pathetic you are. As she spoke, she began to provoke the relationship between the little boy and Song Qingran, "Your father doesn't want you at all, you haven't seen him a few times since you were born, your father likes someone else, it's the little third ...... in the north and south."

The little boy lowered his eyelashes, he pursed his lips, and said nothing, and if he didn't look closely at the indifference in his eyebrows, he would think that he didn't listen to anything.

When Song Qingran came in. I just heard Jiang Sheng sneer, and there was undisguised viciousness and schadenfreude in his voice: "If it weren't for me, you would have one more brother and sister now, and Nanbei wouldn't be worthy of giving birth to that child at all." "

Song Qingran's face was terrifyingly dark, and almost all the dark light was drowned in a pair of black eyes. He pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were cloudy, and he strode towards Jiang Sheng.

The moment Jiang Sheng saw him, she was startled, she remembered what she had just said, her face suddenly turned pale, she pursed her thin lips, trying to explain, and the next second, her face was slapped by a big palm. The corners of her lips were bloodshot.

Song Qingran's green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and he stared at Jiang Sheng coldly, like a Yama from hell, with an expressionless face: "Jiang Sheng, if you say something like this next time, it won't be as simple as a slap." "

Jiang Sheng clenched her fists, she was a fish, she had to swallow this hatred, raised her eyes again, only weakness was left in her eyes, she wanted to step forward and hug Song Qingran, her voice was pitiful: "Qingran, you finally came to see me, I don't want to stay here anymore, it's driving me crazy here." Please......"

Song Qingran seemed to hook the corners of his lower lip, not gentle, but even more terrifying: "Sheng'er, don't you want to replace Nanbei? Aren't I satisfying you now? I didn't lock up Nanbei and locked you up, aren't you happy?"

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but shudder, she felt that Song Qingran was crazy, after Nanbei left, he was crazy after he suffered a car accident and lay on the hospital bed for half a year.

Song Qingran no longer looked at Jiang Sheng, and instead lowered his eyes to look at the little boy, his expression was not as cold as just now, he remembered that Nanbei liked children very much, his mother was crazy, but this child was innocent.

Jiang Sheng seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. squatted down, hugged the child, and hurriedly said, "Qingran, I know you hate me, but he is innocent." He's your child......"

Song Qingran raised his eyebrows sarcastically, a little playful: "My child?" he smiled, raised his eyes, glanced at the surrounding bodyguards, squinted his eyes slightly, and when he looked at Jiang Sheng again, his eyes were terrifyingly cold, "You are also worthy of giving birth to my child? Jiang Sheng, you should know what you have done, as for why I want to keep you, you should know better." He paused and smiled, "I'll take you out after a while." "

He finished. No longer staying, turned around and walked outside, and when he passed by the bodyguard, he said lightly: "The child is innocent, and the child understands everything, don't let that woman ruin him." "

The bodyguard pursed his thin lips, lowered his eyelids, and didn't say a word, but his fingers clenched harder and harder, faintly white.

The little boy stared straight at Song Qingran's departing back. There was a rare aggrieved emotion in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted, with unwillingness, and called in a milky voice: "Dad!"

Song Qingran's footsteps paused slightly, and he didn't look back. A faint voice came: "I'm not your father." "

When the little boy heard this, his eyes immediately turned red, and he stubbornly didn't let the tears flow, no matter what, he was only a child of more than a year old.

Jiang Sheng knew it as soon as he guessed. Song Qingran must have found Nanbei, she was a little anxious, and she didn't have time to take care of the children, so she went back to her bedroom.

The bodyguard squatted down, and his face, which had been cold, rarely showed a somewhat stiff smile to the little boy: "Don't cry." "

The little boy pursed his lips and looked at him, but did not speak.

The bodyguard's slightly rough fingers stroked the corners of his forehead, and it took a long time to spit out one word: "...... Shrewd. "

The little boy still didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard anything, and his black eyes were empty.

*

The work of the north and south has just started, after this small show is over, she also has a men's underwear show to help the teacher to be responsible, this is her teacher's first men's underwear show, the scale is still not large, so it is still handed over to the north and south to be responsible for the details.

The day before the show, Nanbei was busy, she took the time to answer a call, the caller was Bo Yan, he smiled and said: "Beibei, I'm sorry, tomorrow the company has an urgent business trip, there is no way to watch your show, I know that you are very busy now, and Yue Yue will not go to trouble you tomorrow." "

Nanbei was checking the underwear to be used for tomorrow's show, and replied with a smile: "It's okay." It's okay to come more and more, and it's good for him to come......"

Bo Yan chuckled: "It's not good, the stinky boy has been making trouble to go, I can't bear to let you work so hard." "

Nanbei's eyes paused slightly, pretending not to hear the last word. smiled, and before he could say anything, Bo Yan said, "You go and get busy first, don't bother you, take care of yourself." "

"Good. "

After Nanbei hung up the phone, she didn't have time to think about anything, she had to confirm every process with the staff in charge, including guests, models, lighting, music and reporters, etc.

She thought that there would be a temporary emergency, but she didn't expect that it would appear on the most important model, and the team leader in charge of contacting the model ran over two hours before the show and said: "Nan, what should I do, LEE was supposed to go to New York last night, but his agent only said now that they are still at the airport in the UK, LEE has no business ability, but it is a big ......"

Nanbei felt a slight pain in her chest, she twisted her eyebrows, didn't blame her for not confirming it last night, and patiently planned her complaints: "Don't talk about what you have, what about the spare model?"

The group leader explained: "LEE'S FIGURE IS GREAT, HIS UNDERWEAR WAS SPECIALLY DESIGNED FOR HIM BY THE TEACHER, I DIDN'T EXPECT HIM TO OPEN THE SUNROOF TEMPORARILY, HIS AGENT AGREED, I DIDN'T THINK THAT THERE WOULD BE MODELS WHO WOULD DARE TO PUT THE TEACHER'S PIGEONS, AND NOW THE SPARE MODELS ARE NOT SUITABLE FOR ......"

Nanbei's heart sank, her brain was spinning rapidly, and her teacher also came and asked Nanbei, "Is something wrong?"

Before Nanbei could speak, the group leader hurriedly said: "Teacher, LEE released our pigeons, and you specially designed it for him!"

The teacher's eyes widened and he was a little shocked: "What?"

Group leader: "The other models don't fit the ...... very well"

Nanbei didn't want to be held responsible, so she asked the team leader directly: "You tell me the yardage of LEE." "

LEE'S MEASUREMENTS, NORTH AND SOUTH LISTENED TO IT, AND IMMEDIATELY REMEMBERED A PERSON, SONG QINGRAN, THEY HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR TWENTY YEARS, AND SINCE THEY WERE ADULTS, SHE HAS BEEN VERY FAMILIAR WITH HIS FIGURE.

At this time, she heard the teacher call again: "Oh my God, Mr. Song, why are you backstage?" "

Song Qingran said in a low voice: "Do you need my help?" He obviously knew what was going on.

Nanbei was slightly stunned, and unconsciously looked at his crotch, imagining him as a model and wearing underwear......