"If we don't kill them, how can we hollow out the Nan family and drain the firepower from under the cauldron?"

Song Xi's face cast a cold light, "Aren't Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang the confidants of Nan Song? A director of the purchasing department, a director of the sales department, plus you, if they die and you leave, it's equivalent to...

He cut off Nan Song’s two arms and one leg, do you think it hurts her?”

She chuckled, "Don't you always praise Nan Song for his emphasis on love and righteousness? For people with feelings, feelings are their biggest weakness. Qian Zhengwei and Miao Jiang's value is gone. To me,

They are just dispensable chess pieces. Killing them will not only cause Nan Song pain, but also pour dirty water on her head, killing two birds with one stone. How wonderful. From then on, when others mention Nan Song, they will say that she is

Murderer, how fun it is, hahaha..."

When Jiang Fan heard this, he was furious. He waved his hand violently and knocked the medicine box to the ground.

He suddenly stood up, pointed at Song Xi and said, "You, you are a madman!"

"You can't live without being crazy."

Song Xi is not ashamed, but proud, "It's better to be a madman than a chess piece. I've had enough of the old days where everyone was a slave and I was a fish. From the day I received the training, I told myself that I wanted to live.

Come down, I want to become a swordsman and feed others! It would be better for me to kill them than to be killed by him."

Jiang Fan looked at her with red eyes, "So, I am also your pawn? From the beginning, you had an ulterior motive in approaching me?"

Song Xi walked towards him and touched his face.

Jiang Fan turned aside in disgust, but she pinched his neck and forced him to turn back.

The ferocity on her face immediately turned into sympathy when she saw the tears streaming down his eyelids.

"Here, look, why are you still crying? This makes me feel so distressed. Brother Fan, I remember how well you treated me. Not only you, but all my boyfriends in the past were also very good to me.

I wish I could break my heart and soul and lose my fortune for me, but love is too illusory and unrealistic to give me a sense of security." Song Xi let go of his neck and touched his face, "What I want,

You can't give it to me, only Nan Song can give it to me."

Jiang Fan's pupils shrank and he held her shoulders fiercely, "Promise me not to hurt her!"

Song Xi's shoulders were sore from his strong grasp, he frowned in displeasure and broke away from his shackles.

"I just said I wouldn't let her die, but I didn't promise you not to hurt her. You have your responsibilities, and I have my tasks. We are a cooperative relationship. Don't hold me back, otherwise don't talk about your mother.

Even you and I may not be able to save you."

After she said something cruel, a man in black came over and said something to her. Song Xi's expression changed and he ordered: "Watch him."

Then he strode out in a hurry.

Jiang Fan's body became weak, he collapsed on his seat, and closed his eyes tightly.

After all, it's one wrong step, one wrong step after another.

*

The next morning, Nan Song was kissed awake by Yu Jinwen.

After some proper "exercise" last night and adding rose incense, Nan Song had a solid sleep and felt much more relaxed.

Her waist was a little sore, so she yawned and walked out of the room while holding on to her waist. She happened to bump into Ji Yun who was also holding on to her waist.

The brother and sister looked at each other, took their hands off their waists, and put them down.

"Good morning, Fourth Brother, Brother Cheng."

"morning."

They greeted each other. The corridor was not very spacious. Nan Song and Ji Yun walked in front, while Yu Jinwen and Cheng Xian walked side by side behind.

Ji Yun looked sideways at Nan Song and touched her, "You are in good spirits. It seems that you slept well last night."

"It's not bad." Nan Song lazily stared at the dark circles under his eyes, "You seem to have not slept well, and the dark circles under your eyes are as good as national treasures."

"Don't mention it," Ji Yun couldn't help but yawn, "I will burn incense if I can see you alive."

"Yeah?"

Nan Song smiled evilly and poked his waist, hitting his sore spot. Ji Yun hissed in pain.

"Smelly girl, you are looking for death!"

The brother and sister got into a fight, and Yu Jinwen and Cheng Xian followed behind, each one more dignified and serious than the other, looking like gentlemen.

It seems like it has nothing to do with them.

While Ji Yun and Nan Song were making a fuss, a door in front of them suddenly opened, and the two of them almost bumped into Luo Junheng. They were as startled as two rabbits.

"Brother!" The two of them froze.

Luo Junheng frowned slightly, "What's the fuss about so early in the morning?"
Chapter completed!