Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Gu Lingxiao's eyes lit up:

"Miss Song, please speak."

Song Nianru's words meant that she indeed possessed the kind of weapon that he envied. As for negotiating terms, that was perfectly normal.

When doing business, you have to negotiate terms.

It’s the parents who don’t negotiate conditions, and even parents sometimes have to negotiate conditions - Gu Lingxiao smiled bitterly again.

"The condition is," Song Nianru said:

"I want you to never deal with the Song family, no matter what kind of business you do, including the weapons you sell..."

Gu Lingxiao was surprised: "Not the Jiang family?"

Song Nianru nodded:

"It's not the Jiang family, it's the Song family. Naturally, you can't touch Jiang Shangwen either."

Gu Lingxiao burst into laughter and slammed the table:

"make a deal!"

"Gu promises that he will never touch the Song family or Jiang Shangwen again."

Compared with the benefits that can be obtained from Song Nianru, this condition is not difficult at all.

Jiang Shangwen was originally his friend, and even this Paramount had shares in this kid; and the Song family currently had no conflicts with his business, and he was even quite optimistic about the kid Song Hengchen.

Just a few minutes later, the two men reached a deal.

Of course, Song Nianru wouldn't be stupid enough to take out weapons from space in front of Gu Lingxiao.

The two agreed on a time and place to hand over the goods to each other, and Song Nianru left the box. Coincidentally, she saw Chen Simei and her group getting up and leaving.

He took out his watch from his pocket, checked the time, and then glanced at the stage, where a wonderful pantomime was being performed.

Song Nianru simply sat down and watched the performance seriously.

Chen Simei said goodbye to a few of her friends and got off a rickshaw, her steps slightly staggering - she drank a little too much tonight.

I looked up at the old building in front of me. A window on the second floor was open, and a faint yellow light was shining through.

A smug smile appeared on Chen Simei's face.

Not only her friends, but even her family didn't know that she had a little secret here. She straightened her clothes, stumbled upstairs, and banged on the door with both hands:

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Soon, an uncertain male voice came from the door: "Who is it?"

"Open the door quickly!"

Chen Simei knocked a few more times. The door quickly opened from the inside, and a handsome young man opened the door. Seeing that it was Chen Simei, his face was surprised for a moment, and then he asked worriedly:

"Second Miss, have you been drinking again?"

"Humph, who do you think you are? Stop meddling in my business!"

Chen Simei rudely pushed the boy away, kicked off her high heels, and stumbled into the house. The boy was caught off guard and staggered, almost hitting the pillar behind him.

His eyes darkened for a moment, then he regained his spirit and went over to carefully serve the drunk woman.

This was the scene Song Nianru saw when she teleported over using the mark she had left on Chen Simei. Chen Simei was sitting in a chair, dozing off with her head tilted to one side, her messy hair plastered across her face, looking half asleep and half awake.

The thin boy was kneeling on the ground, slowly massaging her feet in the basin of water.

Wait, this young man's appearance - Song Nianru squinted her eyes and looked carefully, and couldn't help laughing - this Chen Simei is quite playful, actually hiding a mistress in this golden house, playing the substitute game.

If you look closely at the boy's eyes and eyebrows, you can see that he looks a bit like the male lead Jiang Shangbin. No wonder Chen Simei ran here even though she was drunk.

Suddenly, the boy didn't pay attention and squeezed harder. Chen Simei opened her eyes and kicked the boy in the face.

"waste!"

"You can't even pinch a foot properly, you're such a useless thing!"

The basin instantly overturned, and the foot washing water splashed all over the boy.

"I'm sorry, Second Miss, I didn't control my strength well..."

The boy wiped the water stains off his face with his sleeve, a trace of humiliation flashing in his eyes. Song Nianru couldn't bear to watch it: How could you treat a little white flower like this?

Immediately, a knife was chopped on the back of the boy's neck. The boy's eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground in an instant.

Chen Simei widened her eyes in horror:

"Song Nianru?"

She sat up straight in an instant, half of the alcohol scared away: "Why are you here, are you following me?"

As she spoke, her expression became alert:

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just chatting with you." Song Nianru kicked the foot basin on the ground, pulled a chair and sat down leisurely opposite Chen Simei, with a dagger shining coldly in her hand:

"I'm curious, what did you mean by the last words you said to me at the Paramount..."

She twirled the dagger in her hand and said coldly:

"You'd better not play dumb with me and say you forgot what you said."

"I……"

Chen Simei's face turned pale instantly, but she still said stubbornly:

"I... I drank too much on the trip, so I really can't remember much. Song Nianru, you... Ah!!"

Before she could finish her words, Chen Simei felt a pain in her ear.

He screamed and instinctively reached for his ear, only to feel a dull, burning pain and a hand covered in blood. He looked down and saw a small stain of water still in the foot basin on the ground, and what was floating on it was his ear.

"Ahhhhhhh, Song Nianru, you're serious, you're crazy!!"

Chen Simei screamed, covered her ears with one hand, and crawled back to the corner:

"Isn't he just a man? Whichever one you like, I'll give it to you!! Why are you being so harsh? Don't you want to stay in Yuncheng anymore?"

Song Nianru sneered:

"Don't play dumb with me. Tell me, what do you know about me? If you don't tell me..." She shook the dagger in her hand again and said sinisterly:

"I'm going to dig your eyes out!"

Chen Simei was terrified. The ear on the ground was right in front of her. She no longer dared to think that Song Nianru was trying to scare her. She trembled her lips and said tremblingly:

"Don't do it, I said, I said!"

"Actually, I don't know much. It's just that three days before your wedding, I accidentally saw Meixiang in a pharmacy in the west of the city..."

"Who is Meixiang?" Song Nianru looked confused.

Chen Simei: “…”

Well, this eldest young lady of the Jiang family is not as familiar with the Jiang family as she is. I really don’t know what she was doing during those years chasing Jiang Shangbin.

He just relies on having a good father, Chen Simei thought unconvincedly.

"—Meixiang is the personal maid of the Third Madam of the Jiang Mansion. Have you never met her?"

Chen Simei's tone was a little too proud for a moment, and Song Nianru gestured twice in front of her eyes with a dagger:

"Stop talking nonsense, just answer whatever I ask!"

"I know, I know!"