After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

After Song Huaiyu came back, the happiest person was Song Qingwei.

Although Fifth Brother usually seems cold-tempered, as long as she acts coquettishly and acts weak, he will soften his heart.

Fifth brother usually hates people who are ignorant and unskilled. Naturally, he can't stand having a scumbag in the family. He will definitely be very disgusted with Song Nanxi.

She didn't believe that Song Nanxi could continue to stay in the Song family with Fifth Brother here?

Song Nanxi went to bed after coming back last night and got up early in the morning.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw someone standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall downstairs. The boy was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing white casual clothes, and was reading a foreign classic in English in his hand.

Hearing the sound coming from upstairs, he subconsciously raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the stairs.

The young man's facial features are similar to Song Nanxi's, but his facial features tend to be cold and hard. He is born with a sense of alienation and is not close to anyone.

Song Nanxi's facial features are bright and soft, and their temperaments are also very different.

Even though they look alike, no one could ever think of them as twins.

The main reason is that Song Huaiyu is really too cold, his eyebrows are always lowered indifferently, his eyes are so cold and cold, and he is not interested in anything.

Just like this time, Song Huaiyu just glanced at Song Nanxi lightly, then turned to read his book.

Naturally, Song Nanxi didn't intend to pay attention to him. At this moment, the servants at home hadn't cooked yet, so she had to go to the kitchen to get food by herself.

She never treats her stomach harshly, and soon she made a large breakfast table and sat down at the dining table to eat it alone.

She doesn't eat quietly either, she usually eats whatever makes her happy.

Song Huaiyu, who was reading a book, frowned when he heard the sound, and his already cold expression became even colder now.

Finally, I can no longer continue to ignore this sister who came back from the country.

Holding the book in his hand, he walked to the dining table and sat in front of Song Nanxi.

"Are you Song Nanxi? I ​​heard Qingwei say that you are currently in the thirteenth high school?" Song Huaiyu's cold eyes fell on Song Nanxi, and his tone was without any emotion.

Song Nanxi only focused on eating the food in front of him and took the time to say "hmm" to answer his question.

Song Huaiyu frowned even more as he watched Song Nanxi eating.

But because of his temper, he didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Song Qingwei also came down from upstairs.

Now that Song Huaiyu is back, she naturally has to look eager to learn.

So she got up earlier than usual this morning. She knew that Song Huaiyu had the habit of reading in the morning. She originally planned to read with him in the morning, but she didn't expect to see this scene as soon as she came downstairs.

"Sister Song, how come you ate it alone? Where did you get this thing?" Song Qingwei looked at Song Nanxi who was eating and asked in surprise.

The breakfast on the table is very rich. The servant has not gotten up yet. Who made this?

Song Nanxi didn't answer her, but ate the last bit of seafood porridge, and then looked up at Song Qingwei.

"You... aren't you allergic to seafood?" Song Nanxi asked in disbelief when he saw that the seafood porridge he specially asked the housekeeper to buy went into Song Nanxi's stomach.

Song Nanxi wiped her mouth and looked at her with a smile: "Really? Why didn't I know that I was allergic to seafood?"

When Song Qingwei saw this scene, although she was very angry, she still endured it.

At this time, he saw Song Huaiyu on the side and accused him again: "Don't you know that Fifth Brother has the habit of reading in the morning? You eating so loudly will affect him. He will go abroad to participate in a competition next month. , what if we can’t get No. 1 by then?”

Song Nanxi finally had enough, stood up from his seat, looked at Song Huaiyu beside him, and said coldly: "Really? I really don't know, but what does this have to do with me?"

"I'm full, so I'm going to school first. Please take it easy." Song Nanxi said, grabbing the schoolbag on the side in his hand, throwing it over his shoulder, putting his other hand in his trouser pocket, and walked towards the door with a smile. .

Song Qingwei looked at Song Nanxi's leaving figure and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Song Huaiyu looked to the side and whispered: "Fifth brother, sister is like this. What if your competition is affected?"

As she spoke, her eyes began to turn red and she became anxious for Song Huaiyu.

"It's okay." Song Huaiyu couldn't help but soften his tone when he saw Song Qingwei was about to cry because she was so angry with Song Nanxi and worried about him.

Seeing Song Qingwei holding an English book in his hand, he asked, "Do you also read in the morning?"

Song Qing nodded slightly: "My English scores have dropped a bit recently, so I just want to imitate my fifth brother and improve my scores."

"Yeah." Song Huaiyu responded lightly.

Seeing this, Song Qingwei sighed and said, "I wish I could be as smart as my fifth brother. The courses in the third year of high school are too difficult. I'm even afraid that I won't be able to get into Beijing University."

She originally said this because she wanted Song Huaiyu to give her tutoring lessons. Sure enough, Song Huaiyu said after hearing this: "I have been at home during this period. If you have any questions, come and ask me."

"Really? Thank you Fifth Brother. With Fifth Brother teaching me, my grades will definitely improve by leaps and bounds." Song Qingwei said happily after hearing this.

At this time, other people also came downstairs one after another.

At the same time, I saw the servant running out of the kitchen screaming, and said to Song Zhengcheng and Huo Xinlan: "It's not good, sir and madam, the house has been robbed, and all the breakfast I prepared last night is gone."

"What did you say?" Song Huaiyuan asked sternly after hearing this.

Song Qingwei looked at the mess on the dining table and asked the servant, "You said all the breakfast was gone. What's left?"

The servant looked at the refrigerator in the kitchen: "There are only five buns left."

other people:"……"

"It's Song Nanxi, she ate all of our breakfasts." Song Qingwei was shocked and then said to the others.

After Song Huaiyuan heard this, although he was angry, he also looked helpless. Finally he looked at the servant and ordered: "Call the nearby breakfast restaurant and ask them to prepare breakfast and deliver it."

After he ordered the servants, he looked at Song Huaiyu and asked, "Huaiyu, are you going back to Chongyue today?"

Song Huaiyu nodded. Although his student status was in Chongyue, he basically didn't spend much time in school.

With his grades, he was able to be admitted to Beijing University, so he didn't go to school much except for some special circumstances.

"Brother, my sister got into a fight yesterday and skipped class and was called a parent. Do you really want to go to No. [-] Middle School to hold a parent-teacher meeting for her today?"

Song Qingwei took this moment to suddenly mention what happened to Song Nanxi at school yesterday, and as expected, he saw Song Huaiyu's face become a little ugly.

"I've asked my assistant to tell the dean of students."

It was naturally impossible for Song Huaiyuan to go to school for Song Nanxi. If he, with his status, went to No. [-] Middle School for such a parent-teacher meeting for such a thing, not only would he find it embarrassing, he would also lose the face of the Song family.

But at the same time, Fu Jingyao was sitting on a black USV at the entrance of No. [-] Middle School, holding a mobile phone in one hand. After listening to what the person over there said, he couldn't help but smile: "I haven't driven a parent on anyone yet." Yes, I’ll go take a look later.”