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All he heard were praises.

He was praised to the skies, for such a person is rare to find, as he exists only in heaven and on earth.

If that's the case, then they're one of us.

She got into the car, and it sped away.

The car seemed to have been intentionally heated, and Song Beiyou felt the warmth surrounding him the moment he entered.

Immediately after I sat down, a thick coral fleece blanket was placed over my wet head. "Dry it off."

Song Beiyou was slightly taken aback and turned his head.

A small light was left on inside the car, and she could clearly meet his eyes.

This morning, the Duan Group didn't bother to assess him in order to complete their mission, but now, upon seeing him, a look of amazement flashed in her eyes.

If she remembered correctly, this was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

Like the bright moon high in the sky, it is unattainable.

Like a flowing stream in an empty mountain, it is sacred and noble.

No wonder he has such a good reputation in Qingshuihe.

Mr. Jia said he was the most handsome guy in the crowd.

Principal Ji said that if it weren't for his hair loss and baldness, Duan Yao would have no place in Beijing.

Chairman Gao said that everyone in the world only acknowledges that Duan Yao is more handsome than him.

......

Yes, Song Beiyou agreed.

She casually averted her gaze and wiped her soaked head with the blanket. "Thanks, Mr. Duan."

He then said, "Please take me to Jinxiu Villa."

Duan Yao's expression changed slightly. "Okay."

Half an hour later, the car drove into the underground parking lot of Jinxiu Villa and came to a steady stop at the elevator entrance of the building that Song Beiyou had requested.

During that half hour, the car's heater went up, almost dispelling the chill that Song Beiyou felt.

She got out of the car, and because she had wet Duan Yao's blanket, she gave it to her to take away.

The black Cullinan turned around and left the moment Song Beiyou entered the elevator.

Yan Li, who was driving, breathed a sigh of relief.

Good guy!

He was drenched in sweat.

It wasn't because he was nervous; he was the chief assistant of the Duan Group and had seen all sorts of big scenes.

It was because their Third Master Duan had turned the car's heater up really high in the back seat, making him sweat profusely.

However, it turns out that it was the young lady who appeared at the conglomerate this morning and shouted "Third Master of our family!"

Of course, that's secondary now.

The key point is that she lives in Jinxiu Villa at a young age.

Jinxiu Villa is the only non-profit residential project developed by the Duan family, and he knows all too well what kind of people live there.

A top-tier residential community where you can see retired top executives when you look up and current powerful figures when you look down.

So, what is this lady's true identity?

Thinking of this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and boldly asked Duan Yao in the back seat, "Third Master, what is this young lady's identity?"

Why would you be staying at Jinxiu Villa?

I don't recall anyone named Jinxiu Manor.

The lights inside the car had already been turned off, leaving it completely dark.

Duan Yao's eyes were exceptionally clear and sharp in the darkness, and his lips parted slightly, "I don't know."

Yan Li, “…”

I didn't know this morning.

Didn't they know at night?

He's Duan Yao, how can this be allowed?

I dared to ask again, "Should we investigate this?"

Duan Yao said succinctly, "No need."

While Duan Yao may appear indecisive and ruthless on the outside, he is actually quite polite.

I won't investigate someone without their permission, unless they have offended me or I have a conflict of interest.

The reason I let Song Beiyou into the car was entirely because of Jia Xiuping and that private seal.

However, it is undeniable that Song Beiyou's aesthetic sense is profound.

Alluring yet refined, mysterious yet elegant.

She was completely different from the women who had tried so hard to get close to him in the past.

Yan Li understood and focused on driving.

......

Song Beiyou lives on the top floor of Building 1 in Jinxiu Villa.

This was a house that Jia Buxiu had prepared for her before she even came to the capital.

The apartment is just over 120 square meters, with a cozy, light-luxury cream-colored design, more than enough for her to live in alone.

The first thing she did when she got home was to turn on the hot water and take a nice hot bath to drive away the chill.

The thunderstorm outside has stopped, and the air is filled with the coolness of autumn and the freshness of the rain.

The Song family remained as quiet as chickens, showing absolutely no intention of searching for Song Beiyou.

Moreover, most of the owners went back to their own rooms, just as Song Beiyou hadn't returned at all that day.

On the first floor of the villa is the butler, Uncle Chen.

He and two servants were removing the chopsticks from the pillar.

However, no matter what they tried, the chopsticks seemed to be welded shut.

Finally, a professional craftsman was called in overnight to use a cutting machine to cut off the protruding part of the chopstick.

It wasn't very long, only 5 centimeters, and Uncle Chen held it in his hand.

He looked down, recalling everything he had heard and seen since meeting Song Beiyou that day, and sighed, "This capital city is probably about to be turned upside down!"

The Song family, it seems, discards a gem as if it were worthless.

upstairs.

None of the people who went back to their own rooms had this awareness.

Old Mrs. Song was quite old and had already fallen asleep.

Su Jingxian suddenly remembered Song Beiyou and asked Song He'an, "Honey, should we send someone to look for Beiyou?"

Wanwan is right, Beiyou is a stranger in the capital.

Five hours have passed, why haven't they come back yet?

I don't even know what her phone number is; I didn't hear her say anything at all.

Song He'an was playing with his phone when he glanced at the time.

Thinking that Song Beiyou's face might be useful to their Song Group, which was currently experiencing a continuous decline, they decided to "have Uncle Chen go and look for him."

Su Jingxian: "I'll go right away."

With that, he walked out of the master bedroom.

To the south of the master bedroom is Song Nanwan's bedroom.

at this time.

She was still awake, talking on the phone with Qin Shuhao, "Brother Shuhao, my sister refuses to break off the engagement, what should we do?"

Qin Shuhao: "If I don't marry her, can she force herself on me?"

Besides, my uncle is Duan Yao; there's nothing in Beijing that he can't handle.

Don't worry, the only person I've ever wanted to marry is you.

In Qin Shuhao's mind, Song Nanwan is an angel, the epitome of purity and talent.

She believed that no woman in the world was worthy of her except for Song Nanwan.

Song Nanwan was very satisfied with his answer.

He hung up the phone with a wide grin on his face.

I got up to retrieve my bag that I had left downstairs.

When you're in a good mood, your steps feel light.

However, the moment they reached the spiral staircase, they clearly heard their mother instructing the housekeeper, Uncle Chen, to go find Song Beiyou.

Instantly, his face turned cold and stern.

She didn't even take her bag, turned around and went back to her room, closing the door tightly.

I don't know why, even though Song Beiyou is my own sister, I just don't like her. I've been jealous of her since I was little.

I'm jealous that she's prettier than me, jealous of her superior academic talent from a young age, jealous of the fact that she was praised every day in kindergarten...

Later, Song Beiyou was sent to Qingshuihe, and Song Nanwan smoothly lived a life of being the center of attention.

But just 13 years into this good life, a ridiculous marriage contract came along.

This completely disrupted her plans to marry Qin Shuhao in the future.

How can this be? What right does a mentally ill person have?

Thinking of this, Song Nanwan let out a cold laugh.

Open your WeChat contacts and find a paparazzi who is somewhat famous in Beijing.

......

Half an hour later, a trending topic dominated the Beijing social media forums.

Because Song Nanwan is a rising dancer and her aunt Song Jinru is a veteran actress, and the two have even appeared on variety shows together, they already have a large following of die-hard fans.

Everyone loves to hear and watch gossip about the wealthy.

As a result, the trending search index soared instantly, and the attention index reached five stars.

The trending topics are as follows.

[The relationship between dancer Song Nanwan and Qin Shuhao has been disrupted by a third party!]

The third party is Song Nanwan's older sister.

Song Nanwan's older sister, Song Beiyou, has mental health issues; at only 6 years old, she is a habitual liar and violent individual.

[Thirteen years later, Song Beiyou is discharged from the hospital, and the first thing he does is try to steal his love away.]

Song Nanwan is truly pitiful!

......

The various eye-catching headlines directly pushed Song Beiyou into a fire pit.