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

Chapter 162 Okay, let's all not ask for official titles.

"What's this--"

Song Yirou naturally saw the document. Did Song Mo investigate Song Nanxi?

Curiosity compelled her to reach out and take the document.

Song Mo didn't stop him, but simply said, "There's nothing to see here, just a very ordinary ten years or so."

Grandpa Song always said how hard Song Nanxi's life was, but Song Mo didn't think so.

Song Nanxi was able to attend school, and the teachers who volunteered to teach there all liked her very much.

Some kind people donated supplies. Although we are not rich, we have grown up safely.

Grandpa is exaggerating.

Since cutting her wrists, Song Yirou has suspended all her work.

The psychiatric diagnosis certificate was released to the public, indicating severe depression.

It made the fans scream in agony.

She will be able to make a comeback soon.

As Song Yirou looked at the document, she too began to wonder about Song Nanxi's experiences after the age of 15.

"Brother, what about the nine years in between? Why is there no record of them at all?"

Song Mo rubbed his temples, looking exasperated. "I'm still having someone investigate."

Song Yirou stayed with Song Mo in the study for half an hour before leaving.

As soon as she stepped outside, she immediately asked, "System, can't I access Song Nanxi's information?"

System: "Only those you've won over can unlock more information. Song Nanxi hates you so much, how could I possibly find out about her past?"

The information that the system can unlock is not even as detailed as the information in Song Mo's document.

Song Yirou was unusually calm and didn't lose her temper.

She felt she had found the source of the loss of control.

As long as we know what happened during the nine years that Song Nanxi disappeared.

……

The dream of 900 million young men: [?]

The Dream of Nine Hundred Million Young Men: [Song Yirou wants your help investigating me?]

Looking at the message Ling Xu sent, Song Nanxi smiled coldly.

Is Song Yirou looking for death again?

Ling Xu: [I didn't agree, but I can't guarantee she won't find someone else.]

He's not the only hacker in the world.

Seeing this, Song Nanxi thought of something and chuckled.

The dream of 900 million young men: [Do you have a particularly disliked rival? Preferably someone from within China.]

Ling Xu: [?]

The dream of 900 million young men: "Sister can help you take him down."

Ling Xu: [How can I help?]

The dream of 900 million young men: [Introduce him to Song Yirou, and then have him investigate me.]

Ling Xu felt that Song Nanxi was indeed mentally unstable.

Asking someone to investigate you is toxic!

He wasn't happy and stopped replying to messages.

Unexpectedly, Song Nanxi persisted, asking him if he really didn't have it.

Ling Xu frowned: [Are you serious?]

The dream of 900 million young men: [yes]

……

Ling Xu refused to help again, even when she tried to use personal connections as an excuse.

The thought that every time her target came into contact with Song Nanxi, she would be attracted to him, gave Song Yirou a bad feeling.

She tentatively asked Ling Xu if he was unwilling to help because he had feelings for Song Nanxi.

Ling Xu didn't reply, but instead recommended someone to her.

Tell her that this person's hacking skills are no less than her own, and that she can contact him for anything she wants to do in the future.

Seeing this, Song Yirou felt relieved.

She was even able to recommend hackers to deal with Song Nanxi, so it seems she doesn't have any romantic feelings for Song Nanxi.

……

Song Nanxi joined the crew for nearly a month, and her role has finished filming.

Congratulations on wrapping up filming!

Feng Rui gave Song Nanxi two large red envelopes.

Song Nanxi, clutching the red envelope, suddenly thought, "...The two dramas I recently filmed, both ended abruptly?"

What bad luck!

"cough……"

Seeing her shocked face, Yan Xingxue couldn't help but chuckle.

He took the red envelope that had been prepared in advance from his assistant and said, "Congratulations on wrapping up filming, may you have good fortune."

Xiao Liu gave Song Nanxi a bouquet of flowers.

"Sister Xi, this was bought by President Ling."

When she mentioned Ling Sheng, Song Nanxi realized that she hadn't seen Ling Sheng for almost a month.

She usually practically begs to be her personal assistant, so what's going on this time?

Provoked by her affair with Qi Yu, she severed all ties and cut off all love?

Feng Rui was extremely satisfied with Song Nanxi; even after filming wrapped, he still clung to her, reluctant to let her go.

"Nanxi, I've reserved the female lead role for you in my next film! You absolutely have to make time for me!"

Song Nanxi smiled and said, "That depends on whether the salary you offer is generous enough, Director Feng."

"Hey! You're just obsessed with making money!"

Feng Rui said irritably, "One more meal! Is that alright?"

Song Nanxi made an OK sign, "Okay, okay, okay."

Feng Rui's films still have a huge appeal.

That evening, Feng Rui hosted a wrap party for Song Nanxi.

This production crew is notoriously stingy; for the first time ever, they gave everyone a half-day off so they could drink to their hearts' content.

The main actors sat at the main table, while a private room was set up for them.

The hot pot was bubbling away, and the air was filled with a spicy aroma.

Feng Rui's face was flushed; he was clearly tipsy.

Pulling Song Nanxi aside, he quietly asked her, "Nanxi, hiccup! I have a question for you, are you and your little bodyguard dating?"

He thought his voice was very soft.

In fact, as soon as he finished speaking, everyone paused noticeably while picking up food.

Song Nanxi rolled her eyes and shoved Feng Rui away without ceremony.

"Director Feng, how about I just get you a megaphone and let you go out on the street and ask around?"

Feng Rui leaned against the assistant director, unwilling to give up: "What a lousy guy! You're always flirting with that little bodyguard, huh... you really know how to play the game! But that little bodyguard of yours is... quite a sight to behold, not bad! Not bad!"

Song Nanxi's forehead was covered in black lines.

The main actors wanted to laugh but didn't dare, mainly because they were also quite curious.

I prayed in my heart that Feng Rui would give me some help.

Feng Rui lived up to everyone's expectations, "But if you start dating that bodyguard, what will happen to us, what will happen to Xingxue!"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow and looked at Yan Xingxue.

A touch of crimson appeared on the man's snow-white skin.

He explained helplessly, "Director Feng is drunk. When he's drunk, he becomes a wild character. If you ignore him, he'll quiet down quickly."

Having collaborated with Feng Rui multiple times, Yan Xingxue clearly understood his character.

Sure enough, Feng Rui didn't need anyone to answer his questions; he could talk to himself for ages.

After a few rounds of drinks, Feng Rui completely passed out.

The private room was a bit stuffy, so Song Nanxi went outside for some fresh air.

The hot pot restaurant has an antique-style decor, and the second-floor exterior wall is covered with ivy, with golden-red leaves entwining the railings.

When the wind blows, it rustles.

Footsteps sounded behind her, and Song Nanxi turned around.

Yan Xingxue blinked, somewhat apologetically, "Did I scare you?"

The man, slightly intoxicated, had soft, moist eyes that seemed to hold a pool of water.

"No, Teacher Yan also came out for some fresh air."

Song Nanxi moved aside, gesturing for him to come over.

The air was quiet, a rare moment of tranquility.

Song Nanxi, unable to resist, plucked leaves from the Virginia creeper.

She turned her head, a sly glint in her eyes, "Teacher Yan, is there something you want to tell me?"

"Uh-huh……"

Yan Xingxue was startled, but made up her mind after a moment.

"You and Qi Yu... are you in that kind of relationship?"

"Pfft...Teacher Yan, your question is so subtle, I don't quite understand, what should I do?" Song Nanxi said deliberately.

Yan Xingxue frowned slightly, and her face turned even redder.

Like a piece of bright and clear scarlet jade.

Are you dating Qi Yu?

this problem……

Song Nanxi was so tired of hearing it that her ears were practically calloused.

The problem is, the person asking is different each time.

She leaned against the railing, smiling and tilting her head to look at Yan Xingxue.

"No, I don't date."

Yan Xingxue blinked slowly, then a feeling of secret joy welled up inside her.

That's a truly despicable idea.

But Yan Xingxue was really happy.

“I saw him come out of your room,” Yan Xingxue said, pausing before admitting guiltily, “I was staying at the hotel the night he delivered the mutton soup.”

Song Nanxi was taken aback, then realized what was happening.

Yan Xingxue did it on purpose—

Who would have thought that the snowman, which looks so elegant and refined, is actually dark inside?

"Teacher Yan is very different from what I imagined!"

Song Nanxi's foxy eyes curved into crescents, and she bluntly said, "No one says that living together means you have to be a couple, right? The entertainment industry is so chaotic, I thought Teacher Yan should have known about this long ago."

She looked at Yan Xingxue, wanting to see his reaction.

Yan Xingxue was stunned.

Song Nanxi: "You haven't met Teacher Yan before?"

seen.

a lot of.

Yan Xingxue nodded and then shook her head.

Song Nanxi: "So, that's the kind of relationship I have with Qi Yu. I'm under so much pressure, Teacher Yan should be able to understand me, right?"

The woman's voice, tinged with the effects of alcohol, was languid, like velvet brushing against the skin, carrying a hint of seductive laughter.

She was so open and honest that she admitted she was awful and bad.

But Yan Xingxue couldn't bring herself to dislike him; instead, she felt a pang of jealousy.

Yes, he was jealous of Qi Yu.

He gazed at the woman in front of him, whose cheeks were flushed, and suddenly stepped forward.

"Ok?"

Song Nanxi seemed to sense something and looked up.

The next second, the shop lights were blocked by a tall figure. Yan Xingxue lowered his head and quickly kissed Song Nanxi's lips.

Both of them smelled of alcohol, but in addition to the smell of alcohol, Yan Xingxue also had his own unique, light, and non-aggressive scent of clean grass and trees.

Yan Xingxue's amber eyes were fixed on her. "If Qi Yu can do it, so can I."

Oh wow—

Stimulate!

Song Nanxi was at ease and composed.

Yan Xingxue said, "Nanxi, if you want to relieve stress, I can do it like Qi Yu."

To be honest, Song Nanxi was quite surprised to hear such words from Yan Xingxue.

"Does Teacher Yan know what she's saying? Even if you never have a formal title in this lifetime, you're still willing?"

Song Nanxi doesn't really like dating respectable married men because she's too innocent and gets easily swayed by emotions, always wanting a formal title or recognition.

Unfortunately, Song Nanxi's lifelong dedication is to giving all the handsome men in the world a home and a proper status, which is too much of a hindrance.

Yan Xingxue smiled. That was great; he didn't see any resistance on Song Nanxi's face.

Does this mean that she also has feelings for him?

“I’m willing,” he said, raising the corners of his lips. “As long as you treat everyone equally, I don’t care.”

He doesn't need a title, but no one else should either!

Song Nanxi: "..."

She looked Yan Xingxue up and down as if she were meeting him for the first time.

"Teacher Yan... your vision is truly extraordinary."

It startled her.

"Then I'll take that as a compliment."

Yan Xingxue lowered her head, her eyes clear and bright, like flawless gems.

She asked earnestly, "So, will Nanxi consider me?"

My goodness, Song Nanxi is a little seduced!

The allure of a high-flying flower bowing its head is indeed unparalleled.

Song Nanxi showed Yan Xingxue through her actions that there was no need to think about it; they should do it now!

The man's lips were soft, just like his seemingly harmless personality.