Fall In Love With A Substitute

01 did not speak until a long time later.

"After you complete this task, I will tell you the answer in the fast-crossing field."

01 made a concession, and even the voice was softer than before.

Song Pianyu chuckles:

"it is good."

When Nie Lingbo came back from a business trip, when he checked the recent report, he found that the situation in the Xi family seemed to have pressed the accelerator key, and it became much faster.

The plan was set long ago, and the only difference is when it will be implemented for the market.

Whether Xi Heng has no chance to catch his breath, or is tortured slowly like a big cat playing with its prey, the overall difference lies in the speed of the rhythm and the small adjustments.

Nie Lingbo asked Xi Zihua, but Xi Zihua said that Song Pianzhen proposed this change.

lightly?

Nie Lingbo raised her eyebrows. Because of a business trip, she hadn't seen Song Pianzhen for three or four days. They all had affairs. They couldn't stick together like a little girl who fell in love. They could only talk during the evening break.

But in the past few nights, I never heard Song Pianzhen mention a sentence.

Nie Lingbo felt unhappy almost subconsciously. It's not because the situation in the Xi family is not under her control, and the resulting sense of loss of control, but...

She twisted her eyebrows, turned the plan to the first few pages again, and confirmed that Song Pianzhen speeded up her movements since she was in a coma for no reason.

These two things seem to be unrelated, Song Pianzhen should also know that he cannot be influenced by the Xi family, but Nie Lingbo's intuition tells her that there must be some unknown connection between the two.

Maybe she should ask Song Pianzhen.

Don't worry, she was going to meet with Pianzhen tonight, Nie Lingbo calmed down a bit, put the plan aside, and ordered Jiang Nan to send the gift she prepared for Song Pianzhen to the Song family first.

Said it was a gift to Song Pianzhen, but it was actually for the entire Song family.

The tortoise-shaped pottery inkstone from the Han Dynasty was prepared for Song Sen, which was extremely rare for him to play and collect. Liu Ying's is a set of top jade jewelry from the auction house that has been on the news a few days ago, which best aligns her status.

Song Fei and Xiangsixi received even more. Maybe it was too expensive to give, so they made a novel and interesting picture with a variety of styles. Large and small packages of gifts piled up in the Song's living room.

Among them, Xiangsixi loves to read, and loves several sets of books that she used to be greedy, so she picked up one and turned it over.

Liu Ying was still saying to Jiang Nan over there, "Why is Ling Bo so polite and gave such things? Look, Xiaofei and Xixi are so happy, thank you boss for me, saying that we all like them. "

"Mr. Nie said, if you want to come here to eat dinner, you have to pay for the meal first." Jiang Nan laughed in cooperation.

Liu Ying and Jiang Nan chatted happily, and Xiangsixi who listened to the side was muttering in her heart. This was too enthusiastic, but she didn't understand the rules of the rich-are relatives very used to giving gifts?

She closed the book and looked at Song Fei, who was beside her, and found that Song Fei's face was also strange. After receiving her gaze, the two looked at each other.

Song Fei simply picked up a watch and asked, "Secretary Jiang, I think this watch looks good and fits Xingzhou. Take it back and wear it for her - by the way, what did Cousin Nie buy for Xingzhou?"

"It seems to be... a set of five-three." Jiang Nan nodded affirmatively after recalling it carefully, "Yes, it is the latest edition of the bookstore just arrived."

"..."

Fuck, Song Fei was amazed.

My own nephew and daughter received Wusan. Their two unrelated cousins ​​received a bunch of gifts?

At this time, she and Xiangsixi thought at the same time, Jiang Nan was saying that he was on behalf of cousin Nie and gave gifts to his sister...?

The eyes of the two people floated towards the unopened gift box on the table.

"I'm back." At this moment, Song Pianzhen walked in from the hallway, "So lively?"

"sister."

"sister."

The two clear calls sounded almost simultaneously. Usually they would inevitably stare at each other before speaking, but today they are exceptionally harmonious.

Xiangsixi greeted him, took the bag and portfolio in Song Pianju's hand, and Song Fei calmly placed Song Pianju's favorite waist pillow on the sofa.

"Thank you." Song Pianxu smiled, handed the things to Xiangsixi, and sat down with her waist pillow.

Jiang Nan said:

"Miss Song, I'll give you a gift for Mr. Nie - but Mr. Nie said, this gift can be taken apart by her at night."

Song Pianju's gaze shifted to the gift box with the beautiful ribbon.

"It's so mysterious, then I'll wait for her."

She turned to say, "Mom, have you let the kitchen be the beef stew and boiled fish fillet that my cousin loves tonight?"

"I have ordered to go down." Liu Ying smiled.

Song Sen is still obsessed with the rare and rare Yanzhong treasures, Song Pianyu and Liu Ying smile and talk, Jiang Nan concentrates on making love and enjoys the whole house.

Only Song Fei and Xiangsixi raised their ears quietly, one dignified and the other alert.

When Nie Lingbo came to Song's house, he couldn't help noticing that the two little girls were very different tonight. They always peeked at themselves during dinner.

How is this going? Nie Lingbo thought about it, but taking into account the poor face of the children, he pretended not to know, and only asked about it after the meal and when Song Pianqin was alone in the room.

Song Pianzhen didn't notice this, but she guessed: "It is estimated that I have received so many gifts from you. It is inevitable to look at your generous cousin more."

Nie Lingbo thought for a while, nodded and accepted it with a smile, then pointed to the gift box on the table, with a lazy voice, and said: "The children's gifts are all removed, but the older ones have not."

"You can't guess what this gift is." Nie Lingbo said, leaning on the sofa.

"Really." Song Pianzhen just touched the dark green ribbon of the gift box, and the noise from downstairs drifted into their ears along the open windows.

what happened? Nie Lingbo frowned, got up and looked at the window.

The housekeeper of the Song family hurriedly walked over, and there were a few people with her. Not long after she entered the main house, Song Sen and Liu Ying walked out of the garden together with her, walking quickly.

Calling out the owner at night, and not using the car from the garage, something urgent happened at first sight.

Song Pianzhen and Nie Lingbo no longer delayed, and went to see the situation together.

They chased to the garden. Before they saw Liu Ying and the others, they heard a woman's sad cry:

"Mr. Song, you can't do everything, we dare not, so you can withdraw the order, this patent is really authorized to Xi Zihua, it is to force us to death."

Another male said: "It's Song Pian...Is Miss Song's decision right? I asked Xi Heng to kowtow to her and apologize. Your lord has a lot. Give us one time, Xi Heng, you talk--"

Song Pian was stunned, it turned out to be them.

Bai Rong, Fu Siyuan, and perhaps Xi Heng.

After going around a wonderfully blooming winter jasmine, Song Pianzhen saw their family of three.

Bai Rong no longer looks like a noblewoman. She has been taking care of her for decades, and now she is suddenly aging. I don't know whether it is the impending subversion of the family business that will hit her harder, or the loss of her grandson will make her more painful.

Fu Siyuan's suit was awkwardly dressed, his beard was not cleanly shaved, and he didn't know what days he was recently, so he ran out to see people-also, he should have not been out to see people for a long time, he has no face.

As for their love crystallization, Xi Heng, he stood aside gracefully, his numb expression revived when he saw Song Pianju's figure.

"Pina," he called.

Bai Rong's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said in a mess: "Miss Song, Miss Song, you have a large number of adults. I used to be my dog ​​who didn't know Taishan. If you want to punish me, I have no complaints-but Xiaoheng has never done anything wrong You, because he loves you so much—"

"Madam speak carefully." Nie Lingbo stepped forward, blocking Xi Heng's gaze falling on Song Pianjue, blocking Song Pianjue behind him, and said coldly.

Bai Rong's face became stiff. Seeing that the Song family and this Nie Lingbo didn't eat this set at all, they gritted their teeth and took out the excuses that had just scared the guard to go in and shouted Song Sen:

"You are trying to force our family to death. In that case, we might as well crash and die at your door, and it will be a happy death!"

Song Sen frowned and warned sternly: "I don't want to see blood in the market."

With the warning, he glanced at Song Pianzhen, as if he wanted to take this to see his daughter's response.

Fu Siyuan over there barked more and more: "Our lives are worthless, but if you crash and die here, you can't escape the infamy!"

Song Pianzhen watched this scene, and knew why this family would jump the wall in a hurry.

Tomorrow morning, Xi Zihua and Song Pianzhen will sign another contract. In this contract, the Song family will transfer the cutting-edge scientific and technological achievements that the research office has just determined to be put on the market in the past few days to Xi Zihua for use.

Thanks to the original plot, there is an epoch-making technology in the field of power batteries in the hands of the Song family, and it "just happens" that soon after Song Pianqi returned to the Song family, it successfully reached the market standard and production volume, and enhanced the emotional service for the male and female owners. .

Nowadays, in the original text, the assistant Xi Heng has risen in the wind, and the east wind that has soared for ninety thousand miles, in Song Pianzhen's hands, has become a blood-splattering blade of the Xi family.

Tonight, Song Pianzhen's progress has been extremely close to 95%, and even 01 no longer urges her to move.

Everything just waits for tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, the Xi family would make trouble. Also, besides making trouble, they can't do much except dying struggle.

At this moment, Nie Lingbo was pressing the dialing keyboard and said lightly: "I think you are fainted, and all tricks are coming. Guess if this call goes on, you were taken by the police to educate yourself or change places... …"

Speaking of this, Nie Lingbo raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Siyuan, who was barking hardest.

Being watched by those chilly eyes, Fu Siyuan's voice instantly jammed and shivered, and then his voice became much smaller: "Don't scare me, I am not afraid of death, I am not afraid of death... The money is gone. What is the difference between being alive and dead!"

"Of course it's different." Song Pianzhen walked out from behind Nie Lingbo and said firmly.

"You want to live."

Everyone looked at her.

Frankly speaking, Song Pianjue's appearance is pure and beautiful, which can deceive people. At this time, everyone looked at her and felt that she was going to talk about life and persuade them to "live is hope".

It's not that Song Sen doesn't like his kind daughter, but it is inevitable that he sighs in his heart. This is too weak to support the main beam.

In the next moment, he saw Song Pianzhen step forward, approaching Fu Siyuan and Bai Rong, and the two of them stepped back together.

"You have died a hundred, and you are used to living a happy and happy life. You are living in poverty, it is a longer pain, and this is the punishment you deserve."

Song Pianxu stared at the two people in front of him closely, and the sound was like a rock directly pressing on them.

"You should atone for your sins."

The surrounding area is stagnant.

No one asked them what sin they should atone for, and everyone knew in their hearts.

It took Fu Siyuan a long time to recover, and screamed: "You said so, are you trying to force us to die here?"

"Of course not." Song Pianzhen shook his head, looking straight at Xi Heng.

Xi Heng's heart moved, and he thought painfully and sweetly, this is Song Pianzhen's first time to face himself tonight, seeing himself in his eyes, his heart trembled, and the next second—

"You don't want to give up, threatening my Song family with your life, yes."

A strange expression appeared on Song Pianzhen's face, making everyone unable to look away, so she said under everyone's gaze:

"Are you willing to bring Xi Heng with you?"

These words can be called heartbreaking.

Xi Heng shook his body and kept his lips shaking. He looked at Song Pianzhen, but couldn't say a word.

Bai Rong turned pale immediately: "What...what do you mean?"

Fu Siyuan was furious: "Do you still want me to cut off my children and grandchildren!"

Seeing them like this, Song Pianzhen felt firm.

She wrote lightly:

"Then I advise you to live well."

"Otherwise, there are so many ways to make life worse than death."

Song Pianzhen looked at Xi Heng again, looking at weights, her voice was cold and merciless:

"Today, you have caused trouble to the Song family. Tomorrow, I will make Xi Heng beg to die."

There was silence.

hiss.

I don't know who was so frightened that he took a breath.

Nie Lingbo's chuckle followed.

"You, are you tired of talking so much in one breath? Let's go in and rest. It's enough for the housekeeper to finish off this little thing."

Song Sen and Liu Ying stared at such a strange daughter. They were startled by Nie Lingbo. This was just like waking up from a big dream. Song Sen was very pleased and responded:

"Steward Xu, do as the lady said, understand?"

"Okay, okay, I must do what the young lady said." The housekeeper was stunned, and looked at the family that turned into a living fossil with a trembling tooth, and thought it was only a "finishing", and he was right. This eldest lady, who has always been soft, has a big change in cognition.

No one takes the Xi family seriously anymore.

Nie Lingbo took Song Pianju's shoulders and stepped onto the path leading to the main house.

"Song Pianju."

The man's hoarse and dry call came from behind.

"I want to ask you one last question."

Song Pianzhen stopped.

Nie Lingbo stopped, a haze flashing in his eyes.

Song Pianzhen didn't look at her or looked back, raising her natural sweet voice and said:

"You don't need to ask."

"No matter what the question is, my answer must not be what you want to hear."

"It's a good idea, Xi Heng."

Good for it.

This is the last word she left to herself.

After many years, Xi Heng, a poor and drunk man, seemed to be able to clearly remember the circumflex and frustration when she said these four words, remembering the slender figure.

The lingering dream of her was embraced by another unattainable woman. They passed by a bright winter jasmine and gradually disappeared into the path.

Without worrying about the outside affairs, the two went back to the main house first, and then back to Song Pianju's room.

Nie Lingbo seriously poured a glass of water for Song Pian.

Song Pianxu took it and drank some. Nie Lingbo was relieved to see her face as usual, but he felt a little emotional. It seems that the little girl has really grown up.

It will scare people.

Nie Lingbo didn't feel terrible, on the contrary, he felt extremely cute. Thinking about it again, there was some inexplicable pride and love.

Really like it miserably.

Nie Lingbo sat down on the sofa and looked up at her.

She is not afraid that Song Pianzhen will feel unhappy, but she does not like Song Pianzhen to recall Xi Heng who just appeared. She deliberately diverts Song Pianzhen's attention:

"The gift hasn't been opened yet."

Song Pian responded, but didn't move the gift box. Instead, he leaned forward and handed something to Nie Lingbo's mouth.

Nie Lingbo opened his lips without seeing what it was, and put the thing, including Song Pianju's fingers, into his moist and warm mouth.

When the tip of the tongue slipped from the cool fingertips and gently rolled up a sweetness, Nie Lingbo's eyes were smiling.

Instead of holding the candy, she intensified intimacy with the messenger of the candy, her eyes gradually becoming charming, as if dripping water.

Nie Lingbo never concealed her charm in front of Song Pianju, and even brazenly flaunted her usually unobtrusive and seductive aura.

This flattery made Song Pian stun her eyes, and simply sent her fingers in more so that she got her wish.

In the quiet bedroom, a watery sound, wrapped in silky desire, spread.

Nie Lingbo was sitting on the sofa, Song Pianju stood in front of her, looking down at Nie Lingbo's panting, the maple syrup color in his eyes was softened.

When Song Pianzhen went to look for the sugar that was greasy for Nie Lingbo, he found that the sugar had long since disappeared.

Saccharified.

It turned into a sticky juice, accompanied by the beauty of sucking fingers and swallowing, one point, one point, into the abdomen.

When Nie Lingbo ate the sugar water between Song Pianju's fingers, Song Pianju took out his fingers.

There were still water marks that Nie Lingbo hadn't cleaned up on his hands. Song Pian glanced at her with thick eyelashes and laughed.

"how?"

Nie Lingbo's voice was languid and lazy, and the ending sound was floating in the air. She propped her head, and her long curly hair fell naturally, even a bit soft and charming.

Song Pianjiao smiled at her, slowly moving her fingers, stroked Nie Lingbo's lips, and stroked her chin.

Little by little, she scratched the water mark on Nie Lingbo's delicate lower half face.

Nie Lingbo is addicted to cleanliness.

Song Pianzhen would not know.

But this kind of Song Pianju, understatement of Song Pianju who used her own finger cleaning, aroused not Nie Lingbo's disgust and nausea, but a deeper level...

Nie Lingbo gasped twice and closed his eyes again, suppressing his uncontrollable emotions.

She was afraid of frightening Song Pianzhen.

After calming down for a while, she opened her eyes and looked at Song Pianju. She licked her lips intently. In addition to the swelling desire in her eyes, she was already exploring and thinking:

"Recently, my little girl has taken a lot of initiative."

Song Pianzhen does not deny:

"Don't you like it?"

Nie Lingbo tucked her hair back, messy and lazy, she smiled:

"how come."

Song Pianxuan sat down beside her, rubbing their thighs, the fabric gently scraping each other, clearly separated by a layer, but as if nothing was separated, it made people tremble.

Song Pian slapped her shoulders and moved closer. The two slender shoulders and arms came close together, their hair curled and lingered over their shoulders.

Nie Lingbo stretched his arms to help her fix her on himself.

Song Pianxu followed her movement, raised her chin, and gently handed it forward, reaching for Nie Lingbo's ear, hiding under her curly hair.

While breathing, the heat passed through a few strands of enchanting curly hair, on the pinna of Nie Lingbo:

"Then... Sister wants it?"