But the old man has no particularly obvious preference for the two grandsons so far, he is good to Song Qingran, but he is not bad to Song Qinghan, it's just that occasionally others will ponder, the old man Song seems to be very good to the orphan girl in the north and south, but they think about it and are a little disdainful, it's just an orphan girl, no matter how much the old man loves it, it is to give him money for a house and a car, if Song Qingran wants to use the north and south to please the old man Song, then he will play the wrong chess, he and the girl in the north and south are bound together, he will have less opportunity to marry with other families, and there is no way to coax the old man to give him the shares。

Song Qingran's business trip this time was to run errands for the old man and go to inspect several ports. When the old man was young, he started as a sailor, in the port, the sea as his home, he loved the sea, and the sea also brought him the first pot of gold in his life, he first had his first fishing boat, then a cargo ship, a factory, a company, and finally established the Song shipping empire. In recent years, the shipping industry has been sluggish, real estate, logistics and film and television industries are on the rise, Song has turned most of the investment to other industries, but the old man Song has been thinking about the shipping industry, he handed over the shipping to Song Qingran, naturally with great expectations.

Song Qingran is a workaholic, and it is common to work overtime day and night, so naturally he will not remember to contact the north and south. From time to time, Nanbei would send a message reminding him not to forget to eat, even if he would hardly reply to her.

Soon it was Christmas Eve.

Nanbei has also been busy lately, there are many patients, and the situation is different, she has to help with the consultation, but also be responsible for the trivial work of case collation, her teacher is not as kind as usual, and when she is irritable, she often fiercely Nanbei and Nan. Fortunately, Nanbei has endured Jiang Fu's scolding since he was a child, but his ability to resist pressure is first-class, and he can listen to the scolding while calmly smiling and continuing to work.

Ning Yubei secretly gave Nanbei a thumbs up, and as a result, his small movements were seen by the teacher, and the Italian was so angry that he jumped to his feet and became angry: "A man who hasn't finished his work is also worthy of a pickle girl, you don't have to work in vain, Nan has a boyfriend, she won't choose you!"

Ning Yubei's eyes dimmed unconsciously.

Nanbei thought of her "boyfriend", and pulled the corners of her lips at the computer file, where did she have a boyfriend, only a disgraceful financier.

It was almost five o'clock when she got off work, and the dinner usually started at 7 o'clock, she decided to go to the beauty salon to do a SPA, and she called Song Qingran halfway, but no one answered, so she called LEE instead.

LEE PICKED UP THE PHONE QUICKLY, BUT HIS VOICE WAS POLITE AND CAUTIOUS: "MISS NAN." ”

Nanbei asked, "What about Song Qingran?"

LEE SAID POLITELY, "MR. SONG IS STILL BUSY. ”

"Is he going to the mansion tonight?"

"This is Mr. Song's private matter. LEE'S REPLY WAS TACTFUL, THE SAME AS IF SHE DIDN'T SAY IT, AND HER ATTITUDE TOWARDS NORTH AND SOUTH WAS LIKE TREATING A WOMAN WHO WANTED TO HOOK UP WITH SONG QINGRAN IN EVERY POSSIBLE WAY.

Nanbei's chest was slightly blocked, and she didn't continue to ask, after she finished the SPA, she did a simple modeling, and then drove back to the old house by herself.

She arrived early, with only busy servants in the living room, and as she walked to the lounge on the second floor, she heard her own crisp footsteps.

The old mansion also carries part of her childhood memories, she didn't think of anything, but the corners of her lips still unconsciously raised, and when she looked up, she saw a man standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room on the second floor.

Song Qinghan.

He was holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, which had been lit, a little scarlet, he glanced down at the north and south, his eyes were heavy, and he chuckled: "North and north." ”

When Nanbei heard his affectionate name, he felt goosebumps on his back uncomfortably.

Song Qinghan didn't realize it at all, he took a casual puff of cigarette while walking in the direction of north and south, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. ”

Song Qinghan said: "Don't even want to call the eldest brother?"

Nanbei saw him approaching and decided to go downstairs, Song Qinghan had already seen her intentions, and stepped forward in a few big steps, snuffed out the cigarette butts, and blocked the way to Nanbei.

Nanbei raised his eyes, innocent: "The dinner is about to begin." ”

"I remember you used to be here, flattering to call me big brother. "The place Song Qinghan said is exactly this staircase.

Nanbei was almost angry with Song Qinghan's shamelessness, was that flattering when she was a child? Song Qinghan said that if she didn't call him big brother, he would push her down the stairs, so she had to call him big brother softly, but as a result, she was still pushed down the stairs as soon as she finished calling.

Song Qinghan's sister, Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun looked angry and hideous: "You are shameless, this is my brother! Your whole family is dead!"

At that time, Song Qingran was standing next to Song Qingyun, Song Qingran didn't know how long he had been standing there, he lowered his eyes and looked at the north and south that rolled down, the north and south remembered those eyes, they were as dark as the deep sea, the cold, and his thin lips were sarcastic and disgusting.

Song Qinghan looked at Nanbei with a smile, stretched out his hand, and was about to touch her forehead, Nanbei subconsciously avoided it, but for a while he forgot that the place where she was standing was a staircase, and her hind feet stepped on the air, and the fear of falling short at that time invaded her.

Her black pupils shrank slightly, and subconsciously, she grabbed Song Qinghan's collar and tightened.

Song Qinghan's peach blossom eyes slowly opened deep laugh lines, and he lowered his voice: "Beibei, you are so cute." He just didn't move, let Nanbei grab her, and didn't help her stabilize herself.

In the next second, he turned around and pressed North and South against the railing of the stairs.

He chuckled: "It's better to follow Song Qingran than to follow me, what he can give you, I can give it to you, if he can't give it to you, I can give it to you." Let me tell you a secret, as far as Song Qingran's identity is concerned, he will never get the Song family. Moreover, Song Qingran has no heart, he hates women and looks down on women, he can't marry you in his life, think about it, has he been good to you since you were a child?"

Nanbei twisted her eyebrows, there was no smile in her eyes at all, she maintained the last restraint, and sneered: "He can't marry me, can you marry me?"

Song Qinghan smiled deeper and did not answer.

He let go of the north and south, straightened up, and stopped looking at her.

Only then did Nanbei realize that at the bottom of the stairs, the familiar tall figure standing was Song Qingran, his deep outline was tightly taut, his thin lips were a cold straight line, and his black eyes were bottomless, cold and sinking, as if with disgust.

Nanbei's heart was beating very fast, her face was a little pale, she inexplicably had the illusion of being caught and raped, Song Qingran didn't like her to be close to Song Qinghan, but it was an accident just now.

As soon as she was about to go down, Song Qingran beckoned to her and said calmly, "Come here." ”

Nanbei can clearly perceive how much anger is hidden behind such calm.

*

Soon, everyone came, everyone sat down, Jiang Fu's eyes kept looking at Song Qingran, she cared lovingly: "Qingran, I've been working hard lately, isn't it, mom sees that you have lost weight." She looked at the north and south again, and frowned, "You follow Qingran, and you don't know how to take care of people? Qingran has lost weight, I think you are radiant." ”

Nanbei was immune to Jiang Fu's words, her skin was thick, and her eyes were shining: "Qingran also said that my skin has been in good condition recently." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone present unconsciously looked at her, she was indeed amazing, her beauty was like jade, and her skin was like porcelain. Song Qinghan's eyes were aggressive, and his smile was deep.

Song Qingran pursed his lips and looked at the north and south, the mother-son relationship between him and Jiang Fu has always been bad, and he was a little impatient: "I'm fine." ”