Song Qingwei suddenly reached out to hold Song Qingnan's hand, Song Qingnan's body stiffened and instinctively wanted to shake off Song Qingwei's hand, but Song Qingwei held Song Qingnan's hand and didn't let go.

Song Qingwei knew that Song Qingnan was going to look for Young Yu again, she was going crazy with jealousy, she wanted to be more patient and wanted to take her time, but she found that she overestimated her concentration and underestimated her jealousy. Song Qingwei actually didn't lie to Song Qingnan, Song Qingwei did wait for her for five hours, and she was waiting the moment she went out, waiting was the most painful, especially knowing that the person she was going to see was young Yu. Song Qingwei knew that the person Song Qingnan liked had always been young Yu, and when she thought that Song Qingnan was with Young Yu at the moment, Song Qingwei felt uneasy, and that kind of jealousy and gloomy thoughts continued to spread.

When he held Song Qingnan's hand, he felt that Song Qingnan's soft and slender, warm and delicate fingers were in his palm, Song Qingwei was extremely excited, and his hands playing the piano were more slender and beautiful than all his hands. Song Qingwei's dream wish was to clasp his fingers with Song Qingnan and hold hands, and now he finally got his wish.

"Let go of me." Song Qingnan frowned and said, she didn't like Song Qingwei, and she didn't like to have any physical contact with Song Qingwei.

"Don't let it go, I won't let it go in this life, you are mine." Song Qingwei no longer concealed his misdirection, and said in an unusually firm tone.

Song Qingnan has always felt that Song Qingwei's gaze is always very hot when he looks at him, he hasn't thought about it before, he just feels very uncomfortable being looked at, and now when he sees Song Qingwei's kind of eyes like a cult fanaticism looking at him, his expression is unusually firm, and that kind of inevitable look makes Song Qingnan feel an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart.

"You're my sister, please don't talk nonsense, I'm not yours either." Song Qingnan said in a stern tone, this is what the always gentle Song Qingnan can show great refusal, and tried to shake off Song Qingwei's hand again, but she found that she was in vain, Song Qingwei seemed to have all the strength that ordinary women did not have. But Song Qingnan didn't know that Song Qingwei didn't have extraordinary strength, but her desire to hold Song Qingwei's hand was firmer than her willingness to shake it off.

"My sister seems to have forgotten that there is no blood relationship between us, the only thing we are similar to is the name, I feel very happy to have the same surname as my sister, as if I am yours, or you are mine, it is destined in the dark." Song Qing said with a smile, that smile was very beautiful, but it inexplicably made Song Qingnan feel like a flower of death growing in the dark, extremely gorgeous, and unusually cold. Of course, this is related to Song Qingnan's instinctive fear of Song Qingwei. Song Qingwei's skin is abnormally fair, even whiter than Song Qingnan, who is already white, and the light at the staircase is not completely turned on at this moment, so under the dim light, the fair-skinned Song Qingwei looks a little bloodless, and that face is too delicate, how to look at it, how to make Song Qingwei feel that Song Qingwei is not like a normal person, instinctively afraid.

"You are another daughter of Daddy, my nominal sister, and you are and will be, please give up your unethical thoughts, and please let me go." Song Qingnan said politely and firmly to Song Qingwei, if Song Qingnan was only hesitant to escape from the Song family before, then now Song Qingnan has no hesitation, she has to escape from the Song family, she is afraid of Song Qingwei, and she is even more afraid that Song Qingwei has that kind of fanaticism for herself.

"Don't let go." Song Qingwei also said firmly, how could she let go of the hand she finally held?

"Let go!" The good-tempered Song Qingnan was a little annoyed.

"By the way, sister, I want to show you something, you will definitely be interested." Song Qingwei said softly.

"I don't want to see it." Song Qingnan refused without even thinking about it.

"About Young Yu, my sister's favorite person, well-behaved, beautiful, just like the Claw Machine Bookstore, soft and soft, I especially want people to hold in my arms, just like the little sun, bright and warm......" Song Qingwei's tone was still light, only she knew that when she said these words, she was so jealous that she wanted to kill Young Yu.

That's right, in Song Qingnan's heart, this is how Young Yu hurt her, but when she heard Song Qingwei talking about Young Yu in her mind, Song Qingnan felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart, and there was a feeling that she was being watched by others, but Song Qingnan knew that she didn't write about her days at all.

"What do you want to do to her?" Song Qingnan asked vigilantly, she couldn't figure out Song Qingwei, she felt that Song Qingwei was her plague god, she had ruined her life, and Song Qingnan couldn't let her hurt Youyu at all.

"What I want to do to her depends on how my sister treats me." Song Qingwei couldn't bear Song Qingnan anymore to go to young Yu, she was determined to imprison Song Qingnan by her side and not allow anyone to touch it.

Song Qingwei held Song Qingnan's hand upstairs, and Song Qingnan had to endure Song Qingwei's touch, and even let her bring herself into her room.

When Song Qingwei took Song Qingnan to his room, he let go of Song Qingnan's hand, then took out a file bag from the drawer, and then was still on the bed.

"Sister, you can take a look, it's interesting." Song Qing said with a smile.

Song Qingnan picked up the file bag from Song Qing's micro bed, opened it, and it turned out to be intimate and ambiguous photos of young Yu and Ning Yixun. Young Yu and Ning Yixun are already restrained when they are outside, but the two of them in love always have times when they can't help it, and obviously these photos are deliberately taken by someone to follow and take them secretly.

"You're looking for someone to follow Youyu?" Song Qingnan asked with an ugly face, she knew that if these photos were transmitted to the media, they would have a great negative impact on Youyu, after all, what news was more explosive than the unruly love between a first-line female star and a stepdaughter.

"How did I get these photos, my sister doesn't need to be curious, my sister just needs to know, I have this photo, and I have archived several copies, if these photos are sent, guess what? Ning Yixun and Young Yu will probably be ruined, Nian Zonghan is so embarrassed that he has no face to see people, it is simply a drama of the century, compared with them, I think my feelings for my sister seem to be much more normal. Song Qing said with a smile.

"Don't you think you're doing this?" Song Qingnan had never used such ugly words to others, and she felt very angry when she thought that Song Qingwei was looking for someone to follow Youyu.

"It's okay, I don't care what kind of process it is, I just want the result I want, if my sister feels so sorry for her, I might as well think about how to help them." Song Qingwei set a trap step by step, just waiting for her favorite sister to jump in.

"What do you want?" Song Qingnan asked, she has never hated a person so much, and Song Qingwei is the first, in Song Qingnan's world, before Song Qingwei appeared, everything was beautiful, and she was also willing to believe that most of the people in the world were kind, and Song Qingwei's appearance began to subvert her world.

"I know you want to escape from the Song family, if you don't like to stay in the Song family, we can move out together, but you are not allowed to leave my side and go back to Germany, and you are not allowed to go to find Young Yu again, if you go to find Young Yu again, I will definitely destroy Young Yu." Song Qingwei threatened, young Yu is simply a big thorn in Song Qingwei's heart, which makes Song Qingwei feel unpleasant.

Song Qingnan didn't expect Song Qingwei to know that she wanted to leave the Song family and return to Germany, she felt that Song Qingwei was very scary, she felt that her life was being monitored by her, and even her heart was peeped into by her.

"If you expose the photos, the Nian family will not let you go, and you won't be able to please you at that time." Although Song Qingnan's world has always been very simple, it doesn't mean that she doesn't understand anything, she knows that the Nian family and the Song family are equal in strength, and the Nian family will definitely not let go of Song Qingwei, the initiator.

"It's okay, Dad will take care of me, who makes me his only bloodline? The Song family and the Nian family are enemies, I don't care, as long as I send Young Yu to hell. And I believe that my sister is absolutely willing to let her suffer such a hurt, sister, am I right? Song Qingwei still smiled and said softly.

Song Qingnan was full of anger towards Song Qingwei, but she was helpless against Song Qingwei. She felt that Song Qingwei had definitely done these things that hurt others and herself, she intuitively felt that Song Qingwei seemed to have an almost perverted attachment to herself, Song Qingnan didn't dare to take risks, she was reluctant to be hurt by the slightest bit when she was young, but when she thought that she was going to be imprisoned by Song Qingwei's side, she felt unprecedented resistance. She felt that Song Qingwei was simply an evil demon, blocking all the light demons in her life and shrouding her life in darkness.

"To like someone, is to hope that she is happy, not to let her fall into despair, let me fall into despair, do you feel happy?" Song Qingnan sat on Song Qingwei's bed dejectedly, and asked in a desperate tone.

"Sister, I just like you, no malice, I just want to stay by your side, I don't want you to continue to chase after young Yu, you won't be happy, because the person she really likes is Ning Yixun, she likes it so much that she can't wait to stick to Ning Yixun, she likes it to be desperate for her ethics, just like I like you, I don't want to hurt you the most, of course I don't want to hurt Young Yu. But my sister hates me so much, so cold, it makes my heart panic, I'm sorry, I really don't want you to be sad, can my sister forgive me? I really really just like you too much, I like my sister to an absolutely unimaginable extent, I don't know why I have such evil thoughts, I know that my sister will definitely not like me like this, but I can't control ......myself at all" Song Qingwei actually knelt at Song Qingnan's feet, and pleaded in a humble tone, the big tears flowed out like this, looking helpless, as if all the malice was so compelling.

Song Qingnan obviously didn't expect that he was still a demon one moment, and the next moment he begged for forgiveness like a helpless little girl who made a mistake, the kind-hearted Song Qingnan was obviously confused by such a contrast, but Song Qingwei did not have the slightest sense of disobedience, at this moment Song Qingwei really looked like a fragile and helpless girl, a girl who seemed to need someone else's salvation. At this moment, Song Qingnan actually felt that Song Qingwei was pitiful and sickly, and the original fear of Song Qingwei dissipated a little. 166 Reading Network