Chapter 8: Twentieth Birthday
The dense rain curtain was like a fog, wisps, and hazy covering.
When Fu Tingchuan's car drove away, Song Yushuang suddenly reacted and didn't say what she should have said, she turned her head and looked at Song Nana's slender body, her eyes instantly became fierce.
snatched the business card in Song Nana's hand, took a quick look at it, and stuffed it directly into the bag.
"Anyway, you don't need it, if you need anything, I will contact Mr. Fu."
She happily patted her bag, although she didn't come back from work, she got Mr. Fu's business card.
When I go back and find a time to talk to Mr. Fu, she may not need to work in the future.
Song Yushuang's mean gaze looked at the umbrella again, and then she looked at Song Nanai again, and stretched out her hand angrily, "My foot is twisted, why don't you help me?" β
Song Nana helped her.
"It's not that I'm talking about you, if you had told me a long time ago that you climbed up to Mr. Fu, I wouldn't have pulled you here today."
Song Yushuang felt annoyed when she thought of Bai Jinge's arrogant attitude, even if she was Mr. Fu's fiancΓ©e?
It's not that Mr. Fu doesn't like her.
Song Yushuang heard that Mr. Fu liked the Xie family, but when he heard that the Xie family went abroad, the two of them couldn't do it.
Now that Mr. Fu has taken a fancy to her daughter, when her daughter blows the wind on the pillow, she naturally wants what she wants, and Bai Jinge may still ask her at that time.
Thinking of Bai Jinge's arrogant voice to her, Song Yushuang couldn't help but smile happily.
She held her posture, glanced at Song Nanai, and snorted with some disgust, "Since Mr. Fu has taken a fancy to you, you will give me this opportunity to seize it, if you miss this opportunity, you will not recognize me as a mother." β
Song Nana: "......"
Song Nana let go of her hand without hesitation.
She took a few steps to the side, her wet eyes were extremely bright, her pupils shone with a fine light, and she said softly, "Then I don't recognize it." β
Song Yushuang: "......?" β
She had a mean face: "You dare! β
"Isn't that what you said?" Song Nana smiled lightly, her amber pupils dyed with a ghostly light, "Since you want this opportunity so much, then this opportunity will be given to you." β
She looked at Song Yushuang's face, snorted, and half-covered her lips and laughed: "However, Mr. Fu may not look down on you yet." β
Song Yushuang's face was pale, and she screamed: "Song Nana! β
Song Nana ignored her, turned around with an umbrella and left.
Before coming here, she had already brought her ID card and all the money with her, and since Fu Tingchuan didn't take her away, then she would find a chance by herself.
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The rain was heavier, the clouds were shrouded, and the sky was groggy and depressing.
Song Nana took a taxi directly to a nearby mall, and after buying a few changes of clothes, she went directly to the hotel next to her.
After taking a bath, Song Nana sat in front of the vanity mirror and blew her hair, and the girl in the mirror blinked a pair of dark eyes, and her face was slightly pale.
Song Nana looked at it, and suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, the little tiger teeth loomed, very cute.
Put away the hair dryer, Song Nanai lifted the quilt and went to bed, the original owner is now just a freshman, a law student at Beijing University, or an eighteen-year-old age, if it weren't for Song Yushuang's calculations, her future would definitely not be too bad.
It's a pity.
Song Nana tugged at the corners of her lips.
In the original book, the day Song Nana died was her twentieth birthday.