The real heiress is wild and seductive, making all the male leads fall for her.

Chapter 300 The Grand Finale

Song Nanxi stood on the stairs.

The once spacious living room now felt somewhat cramped.

When the Song siblings saw Song Nanxi, they immediately put on a fawning expression.

"Nanxi, have you rested enough? Come down and play!"

"Yes, we've hired a chef to cook the New Year's Eve dinner. Tell him what you like to make."

Song Nanxi found it noisy and was about to speak.

The two people entered through the door, one after the other.

Song Nanxi's gaze froze.

Yu Jing and Yan Xingxue happened to look up and meet Song Nanxi's gaze.

Yan Xingxue's eyes curved into a smile. "Nanxi, can you let me stay here for the New Year this year?"

Yu Jing: "Me too."

The crown prince is a wild child; seeing so many people, he ran down and started running around.

But soon, Song Nanxi discovered that these people seemed to have made a prior arrangement.

Ling Sheng arrived soon after.

Jiang Mu also came downstairs.

The three men's gazes immediately turned subtly hostile.

Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow. Knowing that she disliked the noise, Grandpa Song arranged a separate table for them.

Grandpa Song is not here now.

In the quiet room, Song Nanxi tapped the table. "Tell me, do you two have a small group chat in private?"

Several men: "..."

"No."

"A group? That's impossible in this lifetime."

The fact that they haven't started fighting is already a favor to Song Nanxi.

In truth, I wish I could kill all the men except myself, leaving only myself.

Just then, the old man's cheerful voice rang out from outside.

"Oh my! Xiao Lou? What brings you here too!"

"Okay, okay, welcome."

Yan Xingxue and Yu Jing exchanged a glance, both cursing inwardly.

What's that jerk doing here?

But Shi Lou not only came himself, but also brought Qin Zhou with him.

Upon seeing Qin Zhou, Song Nanxi's gaze softened slightly.

Looking at Qin Zhou, he still seemed to be in good spirits, though his hair had grown a bit longer.

"How's the recovery going? The wound must be painful in this cold weather. Come here so I can take your pulse."

Old Master Song took his seat, and Shi Lou, as usual, sat next to him.

Watching Song Nanxi take Qin Zhou's pulse, he felt both helpless and incredibly proud.

Look at all these outstanding men in this room! And his granddaughter is simply amazing!

After a few rounds of drinks, Old Master Song was in a good mood and drank a couple more glasses.

In addition, Song Hong and his sister, who were already trying to curry favor, frequently brought their adult juniors to offer toasts.

Except for Song Nanxi, who doesn't drink at all, everyone else was slightly tipsy.

Grandpa Song suddenly sighed, "Alas, actually, there's still one missing."

"Qi Yu didn't come."

……

Old Master Song was old and had been drinking, so Lao Bai quickly helped him to rest.

Yu Jing and Shi Lou were playing chess, both smiling on the surface, but in reality, the battle on the chessboard was fierce, with neither giving an inch.

I'd rather lose eight hundred of my own men than lose a thousand of the enemy.

In short, the main idea is: not to win, but to make the opponent suffer.

Song Nanxi nestled lazily on the sofa, the sounds of the Spring Festival Gala echoing in the air.

Ling Sheng chuckled softly: "I remember last year, we were still there."

"Actually, they invited us this year too, but there's not much difference between watching the show on TV and watching it live."

Yan Xingxue fed Song Nanxi a strawberry. Song Nanxi bit off the tip of the strawberry, and then carelessly put the rest of the strawberry into his mouth.

Ling Sheng's eyes darkened.

Jiang Mu suddenly said, "It's snowing outside, and the Crown Prince has been nagging to go out. I'll take him out for a run."

Upon hearing this, Song Nanxi stood up and said, "I'll go with you."

Seeing this, the others wanted to get up.

Song Nanxi gave her a look: "Don't go. Aren't you afraid it will be too crowded? Let me tell you in advance, next year during the holidays, you can all go back to your own homes."

When there are too many people, it annoys her to no end.

Jiang Mu also curled his thin lips, "Yes, the Crown Prince misses his mother too."

The others thought to themselves: Damn it! That bastard!

Song Nanxi snapped her fingers, put on her coat and hat, and said, "Son, let's go out and play!"

The prince started running wild as soon as he went out. Luckily, the area was an old residential area, quiet and with few vehicles.

Song Nanxi let it run.

Jiang Mu walked quietly beside her, his breath steaming as he spoke. He glanced at Song Nanxi's delicate features and suddenly remarked, "So beautiful."

Song Nanxi: "Hmm?"

Jiang Muye: "Giving you the Crown Prince as a birthday gift is the best decision I've ever made in my life."

They say a child can hold a mother's heart, but even a dog son is still a son.

So as long as he doesn't make any fundamental mistakes, he will always have a place by Song Nanxi's side.

Jiang Mu has become quite indifferent to life now, although he still grits his teeth when he sees those people.

But he has a bond with Song Nanxi, so he won't feel insecure like they do.

Song Nanxi thought about it and realized it was true, and laughed.

“Jiang Muye, you can be quite a jerk sometimes.”

She clapped her hands. "Son, come here!"

The prince dashed back to Song Nanxi's side like lightning.

It wagged its tail and dashed off again.

The two walked along the nearby path, the snow crunching under their feet.

Jiang Mu suddenly grabbed Song Nanxi's arm, his voice noticeably lower, "Wait, Your Highness, come back!"

Upon hearing the call, the prince obediently ran back.

Song Nanxi also saw the two people standing nearby.

To be honest, Song Nanxi didn't recognize him at first.

Only by looking at their facial features could one tell that it was Lin Bei and Song Hai.

When she saw them again, Song Nanxi felt incredibly calm. In fact, she had long forgotten how she had felt when she was eagerly anticipating returning to her family.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Nanxi's voice was cold.

Lin Bei stared at her with resentment.

Song Nanxi laughed. He really was unrepentant.

"If you're staring at me like that, and you don't want your eyes, do you want me to gouge them out for you?"

She raised her hand slightly, and several burly men suddenly emerged from the previously quiet and deserted street.

Lin Bei panicked and hid behind Song Hai.

Song Hai looked at Song Nanxi, who looked more than ten years older than he had been. "Nanxi, today is New Year's Eve."

Song Nanxi: "Get lost, I don't have time to listen to your babbling."

Moreover, playing the victim won't work on her. Old Master Song has already expelled them from the Song family. However, given Old Master Song's soft-hearted nature, although he is disappointed in his children, he certainly won't go so far as to completely destroy them.

Their current predicament is entirely their own doing!

"Song Nanxi! Do you have to do this? We are family! I gave birth to you, I gave you life!" Lin Bei roared in despair.

Song Hai: "Nanxi, we've come here to beg you to save your brother. He's sick... Please help him..."

Song Nanxi: "If you're sick, go to the hospital. It's none of my business."

Even if Song Mo died in front of her, she would find it disgusting to even glance at him.

Have someone drive that couple away, so they don't get in Old Master Song's way.

Song Nanxi walked back and called someone over to ask about the situation.

The man said that Song Mo wasn't sick, he was insane.

The trigger was simple: Song Mo couldn't accept his failure.

But in Song Nanxi's eyes, he was a coward and a good-for-nothing.

Song Nanxi didn't care whether Song Mo was truly insane or faking it, but the fact that Song Mo used 'madness' to escape reality was enough to make Song Nanxi look down on him.

"Let them be, as long as they don't hang around in front of the old man, let them live or die as they please."

Jiang Mu also carefully observed Song Nanxi's expression and found that she was indeed not in a bad mood because of Lin Bei and Song Hai's appearance.

He felt relieved and gently took Song Nanxi's hand.

"It's okay, you still have us..."

"Don't pretend to be magnanimous. If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to." Song Nanxi squeezed his hand back. "Your family didn't protest that you're not going back for the New Year?"

Jiang Mu shrugged: "My grandma scolds me for being incompetent, how come I haven't been able to get you to marry me off yet?"

Song Nanxi: "..."

Upon closer reflection, it really is something an old lady would say.

She laughed loudly, looking up at the snowflakes falling gently in the sky.

Once people let go of their obsessions, they will find that life becomes incredibly expansive.

And perhaps because of the Lunar New Year, good news kept coming one after another.

Back home, Qin Zhou told her that the driver who had become a vegetable while protecting Song Nanxi had awakened in the recovery pod that Song Nanxi had built.

Song Nanxi: "That's great."

Grandpa Song gave everyone a red envelope.

The entire old house was filled with an atmosphere of joy.

When the hosts of the Spring Festival Gala extend New Year's greetings to the people of the whole country.

Jiang Muye: "Nanxi, Happy New Year."

Yan Xingxue: "Nanxi, Happy New Year."

Ling Sheng: "Happy New Year."

Shi Lou and Qin Zhou: "Happy New Year."

Yu Jing: "Happy New Year, Engineer Song!"

A text message from an unknown number also quietly slipped into Song Nanxi's phone.

There was no signature, only a quiet blessing.

Happy New Year, Nanxi!

Song Nanxi smiled slightly and said to everyone, "Let's have some fun together."

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