Perhaps, I haven’t woken up from this dream until now.

"Why are you in a daze?"

The woman's voice was delicate and soft, just like her body. She turned to him from behind, staring at him intently with a pair of red phoenix eyes.

"What are you looking at? What are you thinking about?"

She asked, looking back, "Are you wondering why there are thousands of lights outside, but none of them are lit for you?"

Jiang Fan said nothing, but his body could not help but shiver, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Song Xi caught it and chuckled, "It seems I guessed it right."

Jiang Fan pursed his lips and said nothing.

She has always been so powerful. From the first time they met, she was like a roundworm in his stomach, able to read his thoughts and even tell him things he didn't want to think subconsciously.

Come out... At first he thought he had found his soul mate and confidante; now, he only felt terrible.

Rather than saying that she understood him, it was better to say that she was using him.

Use the obsession in his heart and the demonic obstacles in his heart to help her achieve her goal.

"But do you know what I'm thinking about?" she asked suddenly.

Jiang Fan lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice a little hoarse from just smoking, accompanied by the smell of tobacco, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Xi turned around and looked out the window, her eyes empty and silent.

"I'm thinking that the scenery you see from a high place is different. It seems that all living beings are just weak ants. With a gentle twist of your hand, you can crush them into slag, or even crush their bones and scatter them into ashes. You

Said, in the eyes of those big shots, were we once just like ants? If they want us to laugh, we have to laugh; if they want us to cry, we have to cry. Our destiny is always under our control

In their hands."

Jiang Fan listened to her words with his usual expression. He just took a puff of cigarette and said, "You are overthinking. The big shots are very busy and have no time to play with us."

"Am I overthinking, or are you too naive?"

Song Xi turned her head suddenly, stared at him with slightly stern eyes, took the cigarette out of his hand, and put it out on the window with her backhand. The clean window was stained with traces of ash.

"Do you need me to remind you again? You are the son of Nan's driver. Your surname is Jiang, not Nan."

Song Xi sneered and raised his hand to poke Jiang Fan on the shoulder, "In Nan Song's eyes, you are just a dog. Wherever she points, your tail will wag. If you dare to disobey, she will

She can abandon you in a minute. To her, you are a dispensable existence. Just like Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang, she won't feel bad even if you die..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Fan only felt that these sounds were like knives piercing into the depths of his heart, cutting at his nerves. He held his head in pain, "Stop talking!"

But the voice continued, "Don't forget, it was your father who betrayed the Nan family, Nan Ningsong and Luo Yin, and you betrayed Nan Song. You and your father are the same people. You are both Nansong."

Traitors of the family. Nan Ningsong and Luo Yin can abandon your father, Nan Song can also abandon you. Sooner or later, you and your father will end up with the same end, and they will die a bad death with no bones left!"

Not a good death, with no bones left...

Not a good death, with no bones left...

Jiang Fan's head felt like a huge wave was stirred up by the propeller of a helicopter. His head was buzzing and he had a splitting headache.

He held his head and let out a heartbreaking roar, "Ah——"

"Stop talking, I beg you, please stop talking."

Looking at Jiang Fan who was kneeling on the ground in pain, Song Xi smiled.

She slowly knelt down, hugged him, and patted his back gently.
Chapter completed!