Nanbei's face was very calm, her dark eyes were faint, her eyes fell on Jiang Sheng's face, she was in a trance for a while, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

It's just that a few years have passed, and when she sees Jiang Sheng again, it seems like a lifetime.

The current Jiang Sheng has almost no resemblance to the previous Jiang Sheng, the former Jiang Sheng was a noble princess, a young lady from a famous family, she was high up, and her eyes always looked at others with contempt like looking at ants.

But what about her now?

The dress was still basic and decent, but it was just decent, and her face was pale. Her eye sockets were still sunken under the cover of the foundation, and her eyes were blue and black, and she had been trapped here for many years, as if she had been tortured, and her whole body had lost a few points.

Jiang Sheng noticed Nan Nan looking at her, and subconsciously straightened her back, she thought of her embarrassed appearance now, and her expression appeared a little uncomfortable, but in an instant, it turned into a thin anger.

The resentment and anger that had been pent up for a long time broke through the barrier in the depths of my heart at this moment.

Why, she has been trapped here in the past few years. And that humble Nanbei can live so brilliantly, her sharp gaze is like a knife scraping Nanbei's smooth face, her fingers are tightly pinched, jealous that Nanbei still looks so young and beautiful.

Nanbei was empty in his heart, he didn't think about anything, there was an absurd sense of emptiness, and the years of entanglement of several people in the past seemed ridiculous at this time.

She felt that she should still have hatred, even if she persuaded herself to forget the past and let go of the past, how could she really forget the loss of a small life, and how could she let go of the first twenty years of her life?

Jiang Sheng saw pity in Nanbei's eyes, and her eyes widened. Her face turned red, she clenched her teeth, and the anger of that moment made her yell: "Nanbei, you're very proud, aren't you? You're proud to see my current appearance, aren't you?"

Jiang Sheng sneered, she knew how to poke the sore spot of the north and south: "I'm just the second you, Song Qingran imposed the imprisonment on you." "

Song Qingran's face was gloomy. His eyebrows were ruthless, he took a step forward, stared at Jiang Sheng coldly, and his coercion was heavy, forcing Jiang Sheng to almost breathe, and he said coldly: "Jiang Sheng." "

Jiang Sheng laughed, and the laughter made people goosebumps: "Qingran, isn't it? You said that as long as I am obedient, I will be let out, Qingran, Qingran." I'm obedient now, I won't run away again......" she said, her eyes filled with sorrow and tears.

Song Qingran was cold and blue, his eyebrows were gloomy, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the north and south, these words, he also said to the north and south in the past.

Nanbei pursed her lips, her black eyes were cold, and she looked at Jiang Sheng without any emotion, she couldn't be indifferent, the only thing she could do was to try to stop caring about her.

Song Qingran said coldly and ordered the bodyguard: "Take her up." "

Jiang Sheng shouted like crazy: "I won't go up, Qingran, you said you would let me go, Qingran, Qingran, you could have let the north and south go at the beginning." Why can't you let me go?"

Song Qingran clenched her fists, knowing that Jiang Sheng deliberately kept comparing herself with the north and the south, just to provoke the north and the south.

Jiang Sheng became crying, she was still going crazy, scratching the bodyguard's head and bleeding, and now she was a completely different person, turning her eyes to look at Nanbei, and snorting: "Nanbei, do you want to come back?" I will give you the position, and I will return Qingran to you...... Is it good ......?"

Her tone was full of charity and pleading, Nanbei felt disgusted, she couldn't control her nausea when she saw Song Qingran, how pitiful was she Nanbei, asking others for charity, going to pick up men that others didn't want?

Song Qingran had lost his patience, he grabbed Jiang Sheng's wrist, and his hands squeezed her tightly. The back of his hand was bruised and heaved because of the exertion, and his knuckles were white, and he warned: "Jiang Sheng, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid." "

Nanbei took a deep breath, his chest heaving, and he turned around and wanted to leave. She felt that she was a joke, after all these years, she was still essentially the same North and South who only relied on others and had no ego, and her coming to London was the stupidest decision she had made this year.

The child who didn't come to earth because of her incompetence wouldn't want her to come to see him.

At this time, at the entrance of the spiral staircase down the second floor, I don't know when a child was standing, the child was wearing some wide pajamas, barefoot, and black eyes looked at a few people in the living room, he pursed his lips, and suddenly said: "Mom." "

His voice was crisp, and it quieted several people in the living room for a moment, and everyone subconsciously followed the sound.

When the little boy saw Song Qingran appear, his eyes lit up, he wanted to call his father, but he remembered what Song Qingran said last time, pursed his lips, and didn't shout again.

Nanbei glanced at the little boy. knew that this should be Jiang Sheng's child.

Jiang Sheng also looked at the little boy, her pretending to be crazy and stupid acting was not over, she suddenly used her strength, broke free from the shackles of the bodyguard, rushed to the front of Nan Nan, pinched Nan Nan fiercely, and gritted her teeth: "Nan Nan, don't you want your child?" Come, my child will be given to you, I will give you my and Song Qingran's child, you let Song Qingran let me go, okay?"

"North and South. Your child is dead when he dies, and my child can call you Mommy...... I'll pay you a child, okay?"

"North and South, men are different from women who have their own children, you see that he can no longer imprison you back then, but. But he won't let me go now......"

Nanbei was knocked back by her sudden movements, the little boy's shout of "Mom" made her heart cringe and ached, and Jiang Sheng's words stabbed her heart a few times in her already painful heart.

The little boy's face was pale, he clearly heard what Jiang Sheng said, his little fists clenched tightly, holding back his tears and not crying.

Song Qingran has not yet broken out. The bodyguard beside Jiang Sheng had blue muscles bulging on his forehead, and shouted: "Enough, can you respect the child, he is already old and understands everything." "

It was he who was too weak and failed to protect the child, but let Jiang Sheng hurt the child all the time, and Mr. Song had given him many opportunities to make it clear to the child that he was the child's father.

Nanbei took a deep breath and wanted to leave, but the bodyguard stopped her, and her Adam's apple moved slightly: "That child, it's mine." "

A short sentence, but he was said with great difficulty, and his gong-like voice was stuck in his throat, which made the faces of several people present change dramatically.

Only Song Qingran still had no expression.

Jiang Sheng went crazy, rushed to the bodyguard, clenched his fists, hammered him, and his voice was heartbreaking: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are also worthy of being the father of the child? What are you with, you dare to say that the child is yours!"

The bodyguard was stiff, his fists were clenched, his jawline was tightly taut, and his expression was forbearing, while the child standing at the top of the stairs had dull eyes, tensed lips, scarlet eyes, and tears fell.

*

Nanbei soon left the villa. Everything that happens here is like a ridiculous drama, there is a sense of unreality, but there is also a sense of reality.

When she came, she came in Song Qingran's car, and she didn't want to take his car at all when she left now, she saw his face. I felt sick with stomach acid.

She walked quickly out of the road, where a villa area was so quiet that there were no taxis in sight.

After a while, she found that a black car had been slowly following behind her, and the person sitting in the driver's seat was Song Qingran.

Walking in the north and south, her legs were sore, and she still didn't see the taxi, and Song Qingran behind her seemed a little leisurely, her anger suddenly came up, her footsteps stopped, and she turned around with a cold face: "Song Qingran, what do you want to do? Aren't you annoyed? Can you stay away from me, I feel sick and sick when I see you." "

Song Qingran saw her stop, and also stopped the car, he opened the car door, got out of the car, and said calmly: "The traffic here is not convenient, I'll send you out." "

Nanbei took a deep breath and suppressed his irritability.

Song Qingran was very interested: "Or, do you have a driver's license? I'll drive the car for you, I won't take the car." "

Nanbei looked at him, didn't say anything, opened the car door, got into the car, Song Qingran's reaction made her feel like she was making trouble unreasonably, but she was just sitting in the car, no big deal.

There was silence all the way, no one spoke, and when he left the villa area, Nanbei said: "I'll go to see grandpa next time, I'll go to find Yan Yu now." "

"Good. Song Qingran's voice was low, he hit the steering wheel, obviously knowing very well where Yan Yu lived.

When she arrived at the destination, Nanbei pursed her lips, twisted the handlebar and got out of the car, and Song Qingran's deep voice came from behind her: "Beibei, I know I'm annoying, but I still want to say, let's do it again, okay? This time, I will follow you." "

Nanbei mockingly hooked the corners of his lips.

"Beibei, I've missed too much, and I don't want to miss you anymore. "

"I'm sorry, Beibei. "

"I didn't marry Jiang Sheng, nor did I have children with her, I only have you, Beibei. "

Nanbei lowered her eyelashes, got out of the car, and closed the door slowly and methodically, her voice was cold to the extreme: "Well, Song Qingran, then I will tell you too, you are not worthy." "

"I'm not just you. "