Yin Xia's departure, the grievances of the north and the south, and the indifference of the south made Song He still choose to participate in the French Fashion Week, and hid in the room all day long to avoid Nanhe.

"Miss, you still have to rest more." Aunt Fan distressed and put the lotus seed soup on the table.

Song He didn't raise his head, but just nodded slightly, which could be regarded as a response.

Maybe it's Yin Xia's departure, which makes her feel that there is a lot less danger, and the most she does all day is just the coquettishness of the north and the south, and occasionally looks at Nanhe, and there are no other emotions too much.

Aunt Fan sighed, exited the room and lowered her head in silence.

"Young Master."

"How's it going?"

"Miss still didn't eat anything, so she worked hard."

Nanhe nodded, gently pushed the door open, and walked to Song He's side.

Maybe Song He was too serious, so he didn't notice the people around him at all.

Nanhe took the pen from Song He's hand: "The combination of work and rest is very important. ”

Song He, who was not surprised, didn't even raise his head, but slowly closed his eyes and leaned lazily on the table.

"Going for a walk?"

Song He shook his head slowly.

She doesn't want to go anywhere now, she just wants to stay in her room, and feel very satisfied when she looks at the north and south once in a while.

Being in a foreign country, she lost interest in anything, and even less cared about anything.

"He, you're still blaming me......" Nanhe's voice was slightly bitter.

Hearing this, Song He slowly opened his eyes.

"Now that you know, what else do you say?"

She blames not only Nanhe for punishing Nanbei, but also for herself.

Nanhe was a little speechless for a while.

"I didn't have a heavy hand, think about it, if I make a dead hand, how many whips can Nanbei carry on my hands?"

Song He was still staring at Nanhe's eyes coldly, and the cold air pressure made her look even more indifferent. It's obviously in front of you, but it feels extraordinarily far away.

"So should I thank you for not killing North and South?"

Nanhe was stunned, and he closed his mouth when he wanted to say anything more.

What else could he say? Song He didn't give him any room to speak.

Just at this time, Nanbei came in, his two hands wanted to open, and he looked at Song He softly.

"Sister......

His eyes fell on Nanbei's body, Song He's eyes couldn't help but soften, and he lowered his body and hugged Nanbei.

"Does the wound of grief still hurt?"

Nanbei shook his head softly and leaned on Song He's arms.

"After resting for so many days, it doesn't hurt anymore, so don't be sad sister."

Song He looked at Nanbei with a helpless and doting smile.

"My sister is not sad, she is worried about you little guy." As he spoke, he gently pinched Nanbei's cheeks.

Nanbei looked at Nanhe beside him awkwardly, and buried his head in Song He's arms.

"Sister, don't be angry with your brother, okay? This matter was made by Beibei first. ”

He used to be punished a lot, but it wasn't that severe.

But he also knew that Nanhe's heart was not good.

Seeing his brother and sister so angry, his heart was even more uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Song He frowned slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at Nanhe lightly.

"Are you hungry, will my sister take you down to eat?"

Nanbei shook his head, broke free from Song He's arms, and suddenly took Nanhe's hand.

"Sister, if you don't forgive your brother, you're still angry with Beibei."

Song He raised her eyebrows, this stinky boy dared to threaten her.

"North-South ......"

Nanbei flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and stuffed Nanhe's hand into Song He's heart.

"Sister, it's normal for my brother to be angry with Beibei. I took the initiative to follow Mr. Yin that day, so my brother was very angry. ”

Song He wanted to avoid Nanhe's hand, but he was held tightly by Nanhe.

"You ......"

How could Beibei take the initiative to follow Yin Zheng to leave?

Unlikely, right?

Or is it simply Nanhe's rhetoric that Nanhe let Nanbei use to prevaricate her?

Nanbei nodded heavily, and glanced at Nanhe beside him weakly.

"It's true, Beibei should be punished for doing something wrong."

……

The hand that was originally clenched by Nanhe slightly relaxed the strength to break free.

"It's just that Beibei misses his nephew a little bit......"

Listening to the words of the north and the south, Song He's heart softened suddenly.

Yes, if it weren't for Nan He to let Yin Zheng take Yin Xia away, her baby might still be suffering in the Nan family and leaving her biological father.

She doesn't have any ability now, and taking Yin Xia will delay Yin Xia, so it is better to let Yin Xia stay by Yin Zheng's side, and let Yin Zheng educate her children well, which is better than being by her side.

Thinking about it this way, Song He's mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

Nanhe naturally understood Song He's emotions, and his voice softened suddenly.

"I'll take you out to the party tonight to relax."

"It's a birthday party for a friend of mine, it's not very important, you two can be very relaxed."

Nanbei happily climbed onto Song He's lap again.

"Sister, let's go have a drink and relax together, okay?"

Song He rubbed Nanbei's head helplessly and dotingly: "You are a child, you can't drink." ”

Nanbei flattened his mouth and expressed his dissatisfaction: "My brother is already an adult, it's no problem to drink a little wine, besides, don't I still have a sister by my side?" My sister will supervise me. ”

He doesn't really like to drink, but he thinks it's a novelty to drink occasionally.

Besides, the party is not for drinking, but for what?

Since both the north and the south have said so, what else can Song He say to refuse? I could only smile helplessly, even if it was a tacit acquiescence.

Seeing that the atmosphere eased all of a sudden, Nanhe's original nervousness was completely relaxed, and he quietly exited the room without saying anything more.

"Nanchen, go and arrange someone to sort out Miss and Nanbei."

His baby naturally had to amaze everyone present.

Nanchen nodded, and immediately went down to make arrangements.

It was a tea time, and I saw a business car enter the castle of the Nan family.

"Miss, there's someone outside." Aunt Fan came in from outside and reminded the two people who were still chatting.

Song He looked at Aunt Fan suspiciously.

"It's the sisters who came to do our hair and match our clothes, sister, let's go down and have a look." Nanbei opened his mouth, jumped out of Song He's arms, and took Song He's hand.

Song He smiled dotingly and let the north and south pull.

The people downstairs only had a team of designers, and they didn't see Nanhe's figure, so they were afraid that Song He would not be in a good mood when he saw him, so he went back to the room.

"Miss is so ......" When the designer team saw Song He, they immediately lowered their heads,

Before coming, Nanchen had already made it clear that the woman who was going to do the styling today was the extremely noble future lady of the Nan family, so everything had to be the best, especially in terms of reception.

Song He nodded lightly, still leading Nanbei to sit leisurely on the sofa, looking at what kind of things this group of people could do.

"Miss, can we get started?" The overlooked leading woman is dressed very maturely and elegantly, and she feels very noble when she looks at it from a distance.

"You guys start, my sister just isn't in great shape."

The young master of the Nan family has spoken, so there must be no problem.

A group of people began to get busy.

Soon, rows of hangers were taken out of the business vehicle and arranged in front of two people, jewelry, dresses, shoes, cosmetics......

There are a lot of all kinds of things, and the living room, which was originally huge and empty, seems to be embraced.

Looking at those many things, Song He raised his eyebrows, and unceremoniously expressed his surprise on his face.

Although she was also very grand when she appeared in the Yin family, no matter how grand she was, she would not report the entire design team to her home.

The north and the south are very obedient to let a group of people toss,

Song He seemed to refuse at first, but after a long time, he said that he was very indifferent, letting a group of people toss, and occasionally holding his own books to look at it seemed very comfortable.

Nanbei, who had been done first, walked out of the changing room.

Nanbei, who usually wears very casual clothes, suddenly wore a suit, which made Song He feel a little unaccustomed, but he was still amazing.

Don't look at Nanbei is only seven years old, but Nanbei's height is already relatively tall among his peers, and the thin little figure perfectly sets off the suit, the white suit makes Nanbei's skin even fairer, and the bow tie on the chest is more formal.

The little boy doesn't need to wear makeup at all, just touch up his face casually.

Sensing Song He's stunned eyes, Nanbei tilted his head to look at Song He.

"Sister, isn't it pretty?"

He thinks it's okay.

Song He, who came back to his senses, hurriedly shook his head, and a smile appeared on his cheeks.

"No, it's handsome."

Although the north and south that have not grown up still look very immature, they are also very handsome boys.

I don't know what happened to the parents in the north and south, such a good-looking baby actually said that he would lose it.

If I now know that Nanbei will become such an excellent child, maybe I will regret it.

Nanbei smiled happily, ignoring the makeup artist next to him, and suddenly threw himself into Song He's arms.

"It's still my sister who loves me."

"Although girls are very slow to put on makeup, Beibei is willing to wait for her sister to finish putting on makeup."

Song He rubbed his furry head in the north and south dotingly, but his cheeks did not move, so as not to disturb the makeup artist's half-made makeup.

"Miss, your skin is pale, you must look good in this dress."

The stylist is holding a white dress, a very simple style, and there is nothing too complicated to match.

Song He, who is a designer herself, can see at a glance that the skirt is indeed more suitable for her, but she doesn't like to wear white skirts.