"Why don't you text when you can call?" Tang Shishi suddenly asked Song Nanxi, "You know that the signal is not good, why do you still call, isn't it more direct to send a text message?" ”

Xia Meng also responded indignantly: "That's it, what about recording, shouldn't you do it on purpose?" ”

Song Nanxi laughed, "What did I deliberately do?" ”

Xia Meng was about to speak, when he heard Song Nanxi continue: "I deliberately chose a place with a bad signal to camp? I deliberately fell down the hill and broke my leg when it was raining heavily? Or is it ...... What about me deliberately climbing mountain roads for hours, grinding out the nails of ten of my fingers, and deliberately making my best friend sick? ”

Xia Meng was choked.

Song Nanxi looked at her, her clean and clear eyes were like two rounds of mirrors, which actually illuminated Xia Meng's heart for a while.

In all fairness, it doesn't seem to be all Song Nanxi's fault in this matter.

But people's hearts are originally biased, and it is not a day or two that everyone hates Song Nanxi, in the face of her questioning, Xia Meng snorted coldly: "Who knows, a rich kid like you, the thoughts in your head are originally different from those of ordinary people like us, and you have a lot more eyes than us!" ”

Jiang Nanyan cried and said: "Mengmeng, don't say such things, although Nanxi's family conditions are good, she has never looked down on us, has she?" ”

Xia Meng exploded, "What do you mean by not looking down on us, she doesn't look down on only you!" Which of the other people did she take seriously? ”

"That's enough." Mo Yechuan, who had been silent, finally spoke, and said, "You just said that you climbed for a few hours, why did you climb?" ”

Song Nanxi smiled extremely indifferently, "My leg is broken, I can't walk, so I have to crawl." ”

"So where are you going to climb? With such heavy rain and such a cold day, wouldn't you obediently wait for rescue? Mo Yechuan frowned, and the words he said were a little cold.

Song Nanxi seemed to smile, "A rich kid like me, my thinking is different from that of ordinary people like you, I love to climb, can you manage it?" ”

When talking about the children of rich families, Song Nanxi still paused on Mo Yechuan's face.

For a long time, Mo Yechuan did not reveal his family background, and everyone just thought that he was also an ordinary family.

Later, I learned that he was the little master of the Yincheng Mo family who had been pampered since he was a child.

Compared with the Mo family, what is the Song family?

Song Nanxi's contemptuous and contemptuous attitude fell in Mo Yechuan's eyes, which made him think of the content of the text message that Song Nanxi replied to that night: I'll fuck you!

The nameless fire surged up, and Mo Yechuan's face turned cold.

"Okay," Song Nanxi seemed to smile, "Anyway, it's you who are right, and it's my fault that is wrong, and it's not interesting to talk about it anymore." ”

Jiang Nanyan's face turned white and shouted: "Nanxi, I didn't mean that, Nanxi, you are my best friend, don't misunderstand me, Nanxi, Nanxi ......"

Jiang Nanyan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but when she got out of bed, she fell headlong and frightened everyone.

Mo Yechuan instinctively stepped forward to hug her, Xia Meng and Tang Shishi were also so frightened that their faces turned white, "Yanyan! ”

Xia Meng yelled angrily: "Song Nanxi, you harmful spirit!" ”

Mo Yechuan also had a gloomy face, and raised his head gloomily, "Song Nanxi!" ”

But who knows, Song Nanxi didn't seem to look at them, and quickly controlled the smart wheelchair to go.