"What company is so powerful? Even Shi Mo and Shen Mubai said yes?" Song Zhiyuan asked in shock.

I thought Song Yuyuan had such a good relationship with Hot design director Duke, and Wen Shimo paved the way, so it was a foregone conclusion to cooperate with Hot Group.

This time, such a strong opponent appeared, which instantly poured a pot of cold water on Song Zhiyuan's heart, which had been excited for two days.

"Bryan didn't reveal it, and we don't know which company it is." Song Wanqing looked at Song Yuyuan: "Why do you contact Mr. Duke and see if he knows?"

"Okay, I'll call Duke now."

Mrs. Wu came up with a hot tea that smelled sour and fragrant. Song Wanqing brought a cup to Wen Shimo.

"Amo, drink tea!"

"Thanks!"

Wen Shimo took the tea and took a sip with the exquisite teacup.

The very fresh high-quality Longjing before the rain has a delicate and gentle texture, but from the corner of my eyes, I looked at the figure kneeling in the wind and snow through the glass.

Longjing, who I love to drink on weekdays, suddenly became less fragrant.

Song Wanqing looked at Qiao Ran, who was kneeling in the snow and motionless like pine and cypress, and a sinister sneer flashed in her eyes.

After delaying for more than ten minutes, Song Wanqing pretended to be concerned and asked: "Grandma, what happened? Why did you make Xiaoran kneel in the snow? It's too cold. Let her enter the house!"

Although Wen Shimo explained that she was drunk last night because she was afraid that she would regret it after waking up, she had to beat her unconscious.

But Song Wanqing's intuition told her that Wen Shimo knocking her out was related to Qiao Ran.

He must have been worried that Qiao Ran, who was drunk, was taken care of by Shen Mubai, and then knocked her out.

When she came back and saw Qiao Ran kneeling in the cold snow and snow, Song Wanqing felt so relieved and happy.

But in front of Wen Shimo, she must show her gentle, kind, tolerant and generous side, and she still has to pretend to ask for this love.

Song Zhiyuan looked outside and realized that Qiao Ran was kneeling in the snow.

But seeing Wen Shimo drinking tea like nothing happened, he didn't ask.

He was upset now, and Qiao Ran’s affairs were not worth his waste of verbal care.

"Wanqing, don't plead for her. Over the years, she has grown up outside and wild. When she returned to the Song family, she still didn't know how to follow the rules of the Song family. She didn't go home for two consecutive nights and the phone could not be reached. It was too unreasonable for the whole family to worry about her."

"I punished her today to make her remember that no matter whether it is a country or a family, I need to be governed by rules. I am also considering her future safety."

Mrs. Song said and looked at Song Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, are you right to tell me the lesson?"

"It is natural for elders to teach their younger generations a lesson. It is natural for Qiao Ran to not go home for two days, so that she should punish her and let her know what family rules are." Song Zhiyuan replied.

"The old lady is right. There is no rules and no squareness. If you make a mistake, you should be punished." Wen Shimo said in a cold voice.

Seeing that Wen Shimo did not plead for Qiao Ran, she felt that her grandmother was punished correctly, Song Wanqing was delighted.

It seems that she has thought too much, and Wen Shimo doesn't care about Qiao Ran.

It was Qiao Ran who was unstoppable to Wen Shimo and seduced Wen Shimo.

"Grandma, I know you have always valued rules and strict tutoring. I don't oppose your punishment and establish authority, but establishing authority does not have to be in such a difficult environment. Kneeling indoors can also serve as a warning."

"Xiao Ran is a daughter's house. Kneeling in such a cold snow can easily lead to the disease. If the cold air invades the body and makes her unable to have children in the future, it will ruin her life. Let her come to the room to be punished!" Song Wanqing continued to play the role of her good sister in Wen Shimo.

Wen Shimo, who originally wanted to use this to punish Qiao Ran no longer got drunk, heard Song Wanqing's words and his hand holding the cup couldn't help but instantly tighten his strength.

He only thought that with her ability, a little cold is nothing.

But I forgot that she is also a woman. Once a woman suffers from the root of the cold invasion of the body, it is indeed not easy for her to recover from it.

"It's not that serious. When we were young, we did farm work in the snow and ice. We even knocked on ice to wash diapers during confinement. We didn't see any disease. We just punished her to kneel for three hours. It won't be a problem. Wanqing, don't worry about her." Mrs. Song insisted.

"Since my grandmother insisted on punishing Xiaoran, Wanqing would be punished with Xiaoran. Wanqing did not return overnight last night. We cannot let grandmother fall into an indifferent and partial image in front of A Mo." Song Wanqing said and stood up and walked outside.

"Your legs have not recovered for a while. Such cold weather will cause your legs to recur. You can't go." Wen Shimo held Song Wanqing's wrist and said in a serious voice.

"No, I can't watch Xiaoran get punished but don't care. My conscience will be uneasy. A Mo, just let me accompany Xiaoran to be punished." Song Wanqing said while trying to break free from Wen Shimo's hand.

"You child is so kind. No matter who I punish you, you will be punished with her. I really can't do anything to you. Forget it, I won't punish her anymore. Please let her come in!" Mrs. Song compromised helplessly.

"I knew my grandma loved me the most, so I'll call Xiaoran now." Song Wanqing said, and ran out with brisk steps.

"Xiao Ran, I beg grandma to ask you to get up. You don't have to be punished. Get up quickly." Song Wanqing ran to Qiao Ran and said in a sweet voice.

Through Song Wanqing, Qiao Ran saw Wen Shimo standing not far away with a faint expression, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for your kindness, sister. I will kneel until my grandma's punishment time and get up again, so I won't have to worry about pleading."

"Xiao Ran, don't be stubborn. If you kneel in such a cold day for three hours, you will freeze to death. Be obedient, be good, get up soon." Song Wanqing said as she grabbed Qiao Ran's hand and pulled her up.

In Wen Shimo's opinion, the gentle and kind Song Wanqing was kind-hearted and pulled Qiao Ran to the point of being ungrateful. Qiao Ran refused without knowing that Song Wanqing's long and thin nails had fallen into Qiao Ran's flesh.

Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanqing's beautiful and charming face, with the gentlest and kindest expression, and doing a vicious thing that scratched her skin. A coldness flashed through Qiao Ran's eyes.

He pushed Song Wanqing out with force, and hit the orchid flower pot behind her hard, and blood quickly flowed down from Song Wanqing's left forehead.

"Ah...ah..."

"Wanqing, how are you?" Seeing that Qiao Ran pushed Song Wanqing's Wen Shimo quickly ran over, trying to hold Song Wanqing.

Finally, it was still one step late and watched Song Wanqing hit the vase.

Song Wanqing's eyes were filled with golden light, causing her to scream in pain.

"My head hurts so much. Am I disfigured?" Song Wanqing covered the wound on her forehead and cried with tears on her face.

This time she really cried.

Originally, he wanted to perform a fake fall in front of Wen Shimo, which made Wen Shimo misunderstand that Qiao Ran was a vicious and ungrateful person.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Ran really pushed her hard.

The pain made her wish to go forward and kick Qiao Ran to death immediately, but in front of Wen Shimo, she could only endure it forcibly.

Wen Shimo looked at Song Wanqing's left forehead with a large piece of skin, which was covered in blood and blood. The red blood kept flowing out of the wound, and the eyes were filled with horrific coldness.

"No, I won't let your wounds leave scars." Wen Shimo's voice was gentle and comforted, and his eyes looked at Qiao Ran with bloodthirsty and coldness.

"Xiao Ran, I kindly call you up. If you don't get up, forget it, why are you still pushing me so hard?" Song Wanqing looked at Qiao Ran with a wounded face and swallowed even more.

Qiao Ran ignored Wen Shimo's cold gaze and said disdainfully: "I'm kneeling well. Who wants you to plead for me hypocritically? Just let it go, but I'm bleeding from Pidoulu. If I don't push you, who will you push?"

After saying that, he pulled up his sleeves, revealing four long bloody scratches on his fair arms.

She had to expose what Bai Lianhua did on the spot so that she would not endure it and give her the opportunity to pretend to be pitiful and sympathize.

When Song Wanqing saw the scratches on Qiao Ran’s arm, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and then said with a wounded face: “I didn’t catch you on purpose. That was the instinctive reaction you made when you pushed me just now. My body accidentally scratched your arm.”

The white lotus is indeed not simple, and you can think of countermeasures in an instant.

"The starting point of this wound is the bloody scar that was only scratched out after being strong at the beginning. It is really in danger. I will hold the other person temporarily, but the scratches I caught are not like this at all. Do you want me to push you? Try to catch me again?" Qiao Ran asked coldly.

Song Wanqing used this trick often in school before, and no one could guess who was truly ulterior motives through the wound.

Hearing Qiao Ran say this, she felt panic, buried her head in Wen Shimo's arms, and said sadly: "Amo, I didn't catch her on purpose, I really didn't..."
Chapter completed!