Song Qingran's face was calm, he was not shocked, and he patiently accompanied the two old men to inspect the work of the project team he was responsible for.

Old man Jiang was really satisfied with Song Qingran, he kept nodding and smiling all the way, and kept praising him, Song Qingran sent the two old men to the car and left the company, before leaving, Old man Jiang also patted Song Qingran on the shoulder: "Not bad." At this time, he looked at Song Qingran's eyes and already put on intimacy.

"Qingran, work hard, the future is immeasurable. "

Song Qingran nodded lightly.

Old man Jiang said: "If your grandfather doesn't give you the Song Group, you will come to our Jiang family, and my old man will give you a chance to display your talents." "

Old Man Song smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit: "Okay, you old boy, you dare to rob me of people." "

Old Man Jiang smiled, and said to Song Qingran: "Ah Sheng has been spoiled very disobediently since she was a child, she is not a good child, those of us who spoil her to grow up, and we are reluctant to clean her up, I think she is willing to listen to you, in the future, Ah Sheng will be handed over to you." "

Song Qingran pursed the corners of his lips, his brows furrowed slightly, and soon, he regained his calm, Grandpa Song's eyes sank, and he glanced at Song Qingran not very happily. Then I got into the car with Mr. Jiang.

At the door of the building, the smile on Song Qingran's face had already disappeared, his eyebrows were a little cold, and his dark eyes were embedded under the sharp eyebrows, revealing a coldness.

He went back to the office, the assistant brought him food, and he continued to work overtime.

*

After Nanbei arrived in Leeds, not long after, Song Yancheng called Nanbei, and he got straight to the point: "Beibei, did you see the news?"

"Hmm. "

Song Yancheng was quiet for a while, and said: "Do you want to go to Northern Europe? Denmark? Uncle has someone you know over there, I will help you arrange to go there, there is a house, I will transfer it to your name, and your father's inheritance will also be transferred to you, and there will be a special manager who will take care of it for you." He paused, his voice a little hoarse, "Uncle also invested in funds for you when you were a child, and now he will transfer it to you." "

Nanbei suddenly didn't know what to say.

Song Yancheng continued: "How are you doing now?"

Nanbei whispered, "It's good." "

Song Yancheng seemed to be a little entangled, but in the end he didn't say anything: "Uncle respects your choice." "

Nanbei has always felt that Uncle Song is a very strange person, she has not understood him for so many years, saying that he doesn't care about Song Qingran. But it's not, saying that he is good to Song Qingran, but he is extremely indifferent; saying that he loves Nanbei and Nanbei, but he has always let Nanbei do some inexplicable things, saying that he is not good to Nanbei, but he seems to love her sincerely.

Yan Yu brought milk to the north and south ends: "Your uncle's phone?"

"Hmm. "

"He wanted me to go to Denmark. "

Yan Yu's eyebrows raised slightly: "Denmark? It's good to go to Denmark, with his help, you will be much easier." "

*

After Jiang Sheng arrived in Leeds, the place where she lived was not far from Nanbei, she was not the kind of anxious and reckless person, but she was quite patient, and observed Nanbei slowly and methodically for many days, and followed Nanbei to the hospital once, she watched Nanbei enter the obstetrics and gynecology department.

When Nanbei came out, he kept looking down at the report sheet in his hand, and he didn't look very happy.

Jiang Sheng drove the car, staring at the back of the north and south, and followed behind her.

Jiang Sheng's face was calm, her eyebrows were sneering, her eyes were cold, she clenched the steering wheel, Nanbei was really pregnant, she didn't know if Song Qingran knew about it, but even if Song Qingran knew, what could he do, he wouldn't dare to take Nanbei home now, right? He shouldn't dare to admit the fact that he had an illegitimate child right now.

Jiang Sheng curled his lips coldly.

Bastard? Not necessarily. Nanbei had to run out by herself, and the people of the Song family didn't seem to know that she was pregnant. There's something wrong with her out there, isn't it?

The red light at the intersection turned on, Nanbei stopped, looked at the report, put it in her bag, she waited for a while, and when she saw the green light, she was about to cross the road.

Someone behind her suddenly reached out and dragged her, she involuntarily staggered back, almost didn't stand firm, her pupils dilated, her heart hung in the air, and she subconsciously protected her stomach. The voice was in his throat.

The man who was holding her was holding her firmly.

There were people screaming around, there was a lot of people crossing the street, crowding and shouting, and a sports car in front of the north and south sped quickly, almost passing away. If she hadn't been dragged by someone, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The blood in Nanbei's whole body was cold, and a fine and dense cold sweat broke out on her back, pursed her lips, and stood for a long time before she felt that her limbs were not so stiff.

In a trance, she heard someone ask her, "Ma'am, how are you?" The man's voice was anxious, "Madam, are you okay?"

Nanbei came back to her senses and touched her stomach, there was nothing else but the coldness after the fright, she turned around and called her an Englishman.

Nanbei smiled at her and replied politely, "Thank you, I'm fine." She didn't know why, but subconsciously looked around again, and she always felt that the person who had just grabbed her was not this Englishman, but it was just her strange instinct.

The high-speed sports car had long since disappeared, and someone called the police. An investigation is also needed.

*

Song Qingran planted someone next to Jiang Sheng, and the person reported to him: Miss Jiang ran to Leeds and almost hit Miss Nan.

Song Qingran's face was terrifyingly gloomy, the corners of his forehead were bulging, his cheeks were tensed hard, he endured his anger, and called the British number in the north and south, but no one answered, and if he called again, he was rejected.

The person who followed Jiang Sheng said: "Miss Nan is fine, someone saved her, she was just surprised." "

Song Qingran didn't say a word, clenched his fingers, and coldly ordered the assistant: "Help me book a ticket, I'm going to Leeds soon." "

After he finished speaking, he walked outside vigorously, and the assistant followed behind him, and his movements were neatly arranged.

Song Qingran called Jiang Sheng, Jiang Sheng quickly connected, she smiled, as if nothing had happened: "Qingran, you will call me too?"

Song Qingran's voice was so cold that it seemed to overflow from the abyss: "Jiang Sheng, where are you now?"

"Don't you know? Are you coming to me? You miss me so much, it's only been a long time since you've seen me, and you're thinking of me like that. "

"Who told you to go to Leeds, and who told you to do it to her?"

Jiang Sheng smiled: "I, Jiang Sheng, do I need permission from others to do things? She has to thank her for not going to Italy, otherwise she will ......" She said, her voice a little colder.

Song Qingran's voice was cold: "You have to thank her for not having an accident this time, otherwise ......"

"What else would happen?"

"Otherwise, I'll kill you. The five words in the back, Song Qingran pressed them very low, but the words were clear, like a cold sword, and stabbed straight into Jiang Sheng's chest, "You can try it." "

Jiang Sheng unconsciously felt a little chill, Song Qingran was a madman.

But her self-esteem will never allow her to back down, not to mention that a man like Song Qingran is really attractive to her. She couldn't help but think, what if the person who could make Song Qingran crazy was her Jiang Sheng? What could she Jiang Sheng not be as good as that from the north and south......? After a long time, he naturally knows who he needs the most.

Jiang Sheng's tone softened: "I'm just coming to see the north and south." "

Before she finished speaking, Song Qingran hung up the phone.

That night, he arrived in Leeds City, he didn't let his assistant follow, and drove to the hotel where Jiang Sheng was staying.

Jiang Sheng had just finished taking a bath, wearing a white bathrobe and his wet hair, when he opened the door, Song Qingran stared at her coldly.

Jiang Sheng smiled charmingly: "Come in, have a glass of red wine?"

Song Qingran didn't move, and Jiang Sheng's eyes fluttered: "I know, you're here for the affairs of the north and the south, aren't you?" However, I didn't want to hide it from you. She chuckled, fearless and contemptuous, "Even if you know what, you don't dare to do anything to me, she's just an adopted daughter of the Song family!"

Song Qingran's eyes were as dark as a knife, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Jiang Sheng, let me tell you again, Nanbei is my sister, a child of the Song family, not someone you can move." "

"I know, I just came to see her, as a sister-in-law, how can I not even see my sister. Jiang Sheng smiled, "Moreover, your sister is pregnant." "

Song Qingran's fingers hanging by his side clenched tightly.

Jiang Sheng blinked, and seemed to be a little puzzled: "Qingran, don't you know, does Beibei have a boyfriend? Does the family know that she is pregnant? Will her boyfriend be responsible?" She smiled even deeper, "Her child is really pitiful, and her father is ......unknown."

She didn't finish her words. Song Qingran's cold fingers pinched her throat, slightly forced, the force in his hand increased little by little, and he stared at Jiang Sheng's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

He said coldly: "Jiang Sheng, this marriage is what you ask for from the Song family, if you want to marry into the Song family, just settle down, let me hear any unclean remarks from you, and then let me know that you are ...... to the people of the Song family" Sometimes, unspoken threats are really frightening.

Jiang Sheng was still saying at first: "Qingran, but now you need me ......"

Then she heard Song Qingran continue: "What I need is the Jiang family. It's not you Jiang Sheng, you try it, you either go and tell the Jiang family now that you don't marry me, or ...... I don't mind being widowed. "

Jiang Sheng's pupils dilated, her neck became more and more painful, the nausea taste surged, she wanted to vomit, but more of it was suffocating, the fear of being plundered by someone bit of her breath invaded her, she struggled, her voice was intermittent: "...... I was wrong......"

There was no trace of emotion in Song Qingran's eyes, and after a long time, when Jiang Sheng was out of breath, he let go of Jiang Sheng, and watched Jiang Sheng slide down with an expressionless face, leaning against the wall weakly.

"It's good to do it yourself. "

Jiang Sheng retched against the wall, tears were squeezed out, the hatred in her heart was not a little bit or two, some for Song Qingran, and some for the north and south.

Jiang Sheng realized that she seemed to have dug a big hole for herself, she liked Song Qingran, but not to the point where she had to, but now the marriage is no longer under her control, even if she proposes to dissolve the marriage contract, her grandfather will not agree, and when she marries Song Qingran, Song Qingran has countless ways to torture her.

Jiang Sheng gritted his teeth hatefully, it doesn't matter, Song Qingran also has weaknesses, that is, the north and the south, she can't move Song Qingran, but she can continue to sprinkle her anger on the north and south, doesn't Song Qingran want an heir?

*

Song Qingran got out of the hotel and drove to the villa of the word, he parked the car outside the villa, pulled out the key, and stayed overnight. Looking at the second floor, he couldn't see or hear anything, but the laughter of the north and south seemed to appear in front of him.

His chest trembled slightly, his fingers trembled slightly, he tensed the outline line, closed his eyes tiredly, and in the quiet night, there was a smile from his mother, a laugh from the north and south, and a moment slowly appeared with the appearance of his mother's tragic death.

He can't gamble anymore, the north and the south must be around him, Jiang Sheng doesn't seem to be willing to give up, he has come to this point, there is no other choice but to continue to move forward.

The marriage has been made public, if he repents now, not only will he lose the opportunity to compete for the heir, but the situation of the north and the south will be very dangerous, the Song family and the Jiang family will not let go of the north and the south, and at that time he was not able to protect the north and the south, and Song Qinghan will definitely spare no effort to retaliate back.

So, he had no choice but to move on.

Song Qingran opened his eyes, his dark eyes were deep, his Adam's apple was rolling gently, and he said silently. North North, wait a little longer.

This is the darkness before dawn.

The screen of his mobile phone suddenly lit up, and the person he sent to follow Jiang Sheng called: "Mr. Song, Miss Jiang went to meet a person, that person is her father's subordinate, and he has something to do with southern Italy. "

Song Qingran clenched his cheeks, slammed his fist on the steering wheel, and with a cold yin owl between his eyebrows, he gritted his teeth and said, "Arrange a plane and go back to London tomorrow morning." "

"Roger. "

*

When Nanbei suddenly saw Song Qingran, she was stunned for a moment, she expressed her thoughts that she didn't want to see him with an expressionless face, but Song Qingran never said anything. He seems to have made a decision, and when he does, he will not listen to anyone else's opinion.

No matter what Nanbei says, he is so calm.

North and South were stuffed into the car by the people he had brought, and the car was like a beast with a wide mouth, ready to swallow everything at any moment.

That day was no less than a nightmare for Nanbei, at that time she always thought that the nightmare was nothing more than that, but she didn't know that what was waiting for her was not only that.

She really felt that she had lost her dignity, she shed tears, kept shaking her head and said in a dumb voice: "Song Qingran, I am not a junior." You're going to get married, let me go, okay? Let's get together and ......."

Song Qingran couldn't listen to anything, maybe because she couldn't listen to his words either, she didn't want to understand his hard work, didn't want to be his stepping stone, and didn't want to wronged herself anymore.

She remembered that the car door closed little by little, and the light dimmed little by little, completely obscuring the light, and she felt as if she was trapped in a cage.

Song Qingran's voice was very light, his fingers wiped away her tears roughly, the movements of his hands were pitying, the luster in his black eyes was affectionate, but the words he said were so cruel: "Beibei, I said it, you won't be a junior, and you can't be a junior." He muttered, "If I had to compare, you are mine...... Canary. "

"Song Qingran, don't force me to hate you!"

Song Qingran's dark eyes were gloomy: "Compared to hating ......"

I'm even more afraid that you, like her, will disappear into this world.

*

Song Qingran blocked the connection between the north and the south and the outside world, mainly because she was worried that the north and the south ran out impulsively, Jiang Sheng didn't find the north and the south, and she was angry, when she learned that Song Qingran took the north and south, she gritted her teeth, swallowed her anger, and still played the role of a loving fiancée who was about to get married with him in front of outsiders, even if Song Qingran ignored her.

On Friday, the Song and Jiang families had a dinner to discuss their marriage.

Jiang Sheng was cutting the steak, she smiled softly, gave Song Qingran a piece, and said in a small voice, "Qingran, you eat." "

Song Qingran's face was calm, and impatience flashed in his drooping eyes.

Song Qinghan smiled: "My brother-in-law loves my second brother so much." "

Su Xiang stared at Jiang Sheng and Song Qingran's appearance, his fingers tightened, noticed Song Qinghan's gaze, and calmed his breath again.

Jiang Sheng seemed to be a little shy and smiled down.

Old Man Jiang smiled with satisfaction: "Miss Sheng has grown up, and she can be regarded as having someone who can subdue her." "

Jiang Sheng sneered: "Grandpa!"

Grandpa Jiang and Grandpa Song both laughed.

Jiang Fu is also very happy, she is so satisfied with Jiang Sheng's daughter-in-law that she can't be more satisfied, her family background is good, her appearance is good, and she is also good to her, and she has a bunch of gifts for her. Jiang Fu smiled and bent her eyes, and said, "Qingran, you also have to show it, and give your daughter-in-law vegetables." "

Hearing this, Song Qingran raised his eyes slightly, his dark eyes were deep, but his expression was a little scary, Jiang Fu's smile suddenly stiffened, and Song Yancheng, who was sitting next to her, also raised his eyelids and stared at Song Qingran, his eyebrows were full of ridicule and sneer, he didn't know what he saw through Song Qingran, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

Song Qingran didn't give Jiang Sheng the food in the end, he stretched out his hand a little and gave the dish to Grandpa Jiang, and Grandpa Jiang was even more happy.

Jiang Sheng hooked the corners of her lips and deliberately coquettishly expressed her dissatisfaction, her little daughter's posture made everyone laugh, and the banquet hall was happy.

After a while, Jiang Sheng suddenly asked curiously, "I heard." Qingran has a younger sister, why didn't you see her?" her voice was soft and innocent, as if it was really just out of curiosity and warmth.

Song Qingran's fingers holding the chopsticks tightened little by little, and he raised his eyelids and stared at Jiang Sheng coldly.

Jiang Sheng pretended not to see his gaze and looked at Grandpa Song: "Grandpa, will she appear at my wedding with Qingran? "

Old Man Song's smile remained unchanged, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Old man Jiang also asked: "Yes, Yancheng used to adopt a friend's daughter, right? I heard that girl is also very good, we have been together so many times, why haven't we seen her? If we meet, I will be a grandfather." I'm sure I'm going to give a greeting gift. "

Old Man Song smiled and said, "Where is it so polite? That girl from the north and south has been in China recently, and it is estimated that she is busy with work." "

"No matter how busy I am at work, I have to attend my brother's wedding. Old Man Jiang smiled.

Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of some good idea, she added: "I am an only daughter, I don't have a sister, I especially want to know what it's like to have a sister!" She turned her head and coquettishly with Song Qingran, "Qingran, did you say that we invite Nanbei to be bridesmaids at our wedding?"

"Not good. Song Qingran interrupted her in a calm tone.

Jiang Sheng's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if she was frightened, and she gently bit her lower lip: "Qingran." "

Old Man Jiang was also a little unhappy when he saw this, he wrinkled his brows slightly, and Old Man Song sank his face: "Qingran, how did you speak?"

Jiang Fu hurriedly helped Song Qingran speak: "The bridesmaid is a friend of the woman, Qingran thinks it's not appropriate to let her sister be the bridesmaid!"

Jiang Sheng pouted: "But I just want my sister to be my bridesmaid." "

Old Man Jiang didn't like others to brush his face, he smiled happily, but his tone was unrefusal: "It's good to let Qingran's sister be good, let Sheng'er and her cultivate a good relationship, and be a family in the future, how about it?"

Song Qingran raised her eyes, her thin lips moved slightly, and she wanted to refuse, but Old Man Song had already responded: "No problem, I'll go and discuss with the girls in the north and south, this girl is a bridesmaid for the first time, and I'm worried that something will happen to her." "

Old Man Jiang's face softened: "Where, even if there is a mistake, it is a beautiful mistake." "

Song Qingran was difficult to ride a tiger, Song Qinghan stared at Song Qingran's expression for a moment, and sneered, he wanted to see how Song Qingran solved it, he didn't believe that the girl in the north and south would be obedient, and as far as he knew, the north and south were now locked up by Song Qingran.

Jiang Sheng was also very satisfied with this result, she stirred the coffee slowly and methodically, the smile in her eyes shone brightly, even if Song Qingran protected her well, she would still do what she wanted to do.

*

At the end of the meal, Song Qingran went to see off Old Man Jiang and Jiang Sheng, Song Qinghan watched Jiang Fu go upstairs, followed Jiang Fu, and when he arrived on the second floor, there were no other people, Song Qinghan smiled and called softly: "Auntie." "

Jiang Fu was taken aback by his sudden voice, she turned her head, patted her chest gently, and frowned dissatisfied: "Qinghan, what are you doing to scare your aunt, I'm old, don't be scared." "

Song Qinghan walked over to her and said, "It's my fault, but Auntie, I'm really here to scare you today." "

Jiang Fu was a little creepy by what he said, and she twisted her eyebrows: "What are you going to do with this kid?"

Song Qinghan said: "Song Qingran knows that you are not his biological mother, you know it exactly, it is not speculation, and it is not groundless. "

When Jiang Fu heard this, her pupils contracted suddenly, her eyes widened, her expression was frightened, she only felt that her legs were weak for a moment, what shocked her the most was that Song Qinghan knew it, does that mean that the secret she has worked hard to keep for so many years is no longer a secret.

She was so flustered that she didn't know what to do, and she almost fainted.

Song Qinghan said: "Auntie, you said, what you did back then, will Song Qingran take revenge on you for the sake of his biological mother? You also know, the relationship between your mother and son has always been bad, have you ever thought about why?"

Every word he said was like Ling Chi's knife, slowly cutting Jiang Fu's flesh and blood.