Song Yingqing discovered the message from Nan Huaiyi when class ended at noon.N: This week, are you going out to play?
The message had been sent at 10:00 AM.
Perhaps because Song Yingqing hadn't replied yet, she sent another message ten minutes later.
N: Not talking? Then I'll take it as your promise.
After reading these two messages, Song Yingqing pursed his lips and couldn't help but chuckle.
He immediately sent her a reply: OK.
He waited for a while, noticing that Nan Huaiyi remained silent, he put his phone away.
At Nanfeng Bar, Nan Huaiyi sent a message to Song Yingqing, then tossed her phone on the table and fell asleep.
When she woke up again, it was already 2:00 PM.
She grabbed her phone to check the time and was surprised to see a message from Song Yingqing.
Seeing that he had agreed, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
The smile seemed to wake her up completely.
She threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and walked directly to the bathroom.
When she came out of the shower, her phone on the table suddenly rang.
Nan Huaiyi approached and gave the screen a quick look before frowned slightly. She swiped to open the message.
"Mom, what's the matter?" she answered, recognizing her mother's name on the caller ID.
A suppressed voice came through the receiver. "Come to the Zhong family house immediately."
Her mother then hung up abruptly.
Nan Huaiyi frowned deeper, already suspecting what this was about based on her mother's tone. She slowly got dressed, dried her hair, grabbed her keys and phone, and left.
She drove a silver sports car into the Zhong family's suburban villa area. Uncle Feng, the elderly butler, was already waiting at the door.
When he saw her getting out of the car, he immediately walked over and said, "Young lady, you're here. There's going to be a big commotion at home."
"Is the Qin family here?" Nan Huaiyi asked, her expression calm.
"It seems you've guessed it," Uncle Feng replied. "The young lady has done something... a bit unqualified this time."
Nan Huaiyi entered the villa without another word.
As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw a lot of people sitting inside.
Nan's mother and father were seated on the left sofa, while the Qin family sat on the right. Mr. Zhong sat in a chair with the pale Qin Lu leaning next to him.
Nan Huaiyi walked over without changing her expression. "Grandpa, Dad, Mom. What do you want from me?"
Mr. Zhong was the first to speak, tapping his crutch. "You don't know what you've done?"
Qin Lu, sitting next to him, forced a smile and comforted him. "Grandpa, don't be angry. Maybe something's wrong with Huaiyi. It's my fault for letting her go to the dance with me without her consent."
"It's not your fault," Mr. Zhong snapped, growing even angrier. "It was the old man who ordered her to go. If she did something like this, I need an explanation today."
The Qin family didn't want to be blamed for this. The incident had angered Nan Huaiyi, who was set to be the future leader of the Nan Group.
Nan Huaiyi's father immediately spoke up to calm the atmosphere. "Mr. Zhong, don't be angry yet. It's better to listen to Huaiyi's explanation. She might have done something wrong that day."
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