"What kind of company has such powerful people that even Shi Mo and Shen Mubai agreed?" Song Zhiyuan asked in shock.
I thought that Song Yuyuan had such a good relationship with Hot Design Director Duke, and with Wen Shimo paving the way, the cooperation with Hot Group was a sure thing.
The appearance of such a strong opponent now poured cold water on Song Zhiyuan's heart, which had been excited for two days.
"Brian didn't disclose it, and we don't know which company it is." Song Wanqing looked at Song Yuyuan: "How about you contact Mr. Duke and see if he knows?"
"Okay, I'll call Duke and ask."
Sister-in-law Wu brought up hot tea with a mellow aroma, and Song Wanqing brought a cup and handed it to Wen Shimo.
"Ah Mo, drink tea!"
"Thanks!"
Wen Shimo took the tea, held the delicate tea cup and took a sip.
The very fresh premium Yuqian Longjing tastes delicate and moist. From the corner of my eye, I looked at the figure kneeling in the wind and snow through the glass.
Longjing, which I usually drink, suddenly became less fragrant.
Song Wanqing looked at Qiao Ran, who was kneeling in the snow as motionless as a cypress, with a sinister sneer flashing 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 come in quickly!"
Although Wen Shimo explained that it was because she was drunk last night and he was afraid that she would regret it when she sobered up, so he had to knock her out.
But Song Wanqing's intuition told her that Wen Shimo's knocking her out had something to do with Qiao Ran.
He must have been worried that the drunken Qiao Ran would be taken care of by Shen Mubai, so he knocked her unconscious.
When she came back and saw Qiao Ran kneeling in the cold ice and snow, Song Wanqing felt relieved and happy.
But in front of Wen Shimo, she had to show her gentle, kind, tolerant and generous side, and she still had to pretend to beg for this.
Song Zhiyuan looked outside and realized that Qiao Ran was kneeling in the snow.
But seeing Wen Shimo drinking tea like a normal person, he didn't ask any questions.
He was upset right now, and Qiao Ran's matter was not worth his time to ask about.
"Wan Qing, please don't plead for her. Over the years, she has grown up outside and become wild. When she returned to the Song family, she still didn't know how to abide by the rules of the Song family. She didn't come home for two nights in a row and couldn't make calls on the phone. This made the whole family miserable.
It’s outrageous that so many people are worried about her.”
"I punished her today to make her remember. No matter it is a country or a family, it needs to be controlled by rules. I am also doing this for her future safety."
Mrs. Song said and looked at Song Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, do you think I taught you a lesson right?"
"It's natural for elders to teach younger ones a lesson. It's a matter of course. If Qiao Ran doesn't go home for two days, she should be punished and let her know what the family rules are." Song Zhiyuan replied.
"The old lady is right, there are no rules, no rules, and you should be punished if you make a mistake." Wen Shimo echoed in a cold voice.
Seeing that Wen Shimo did not plead for Qiao Ran and felt that grandma was right in punishing him, Song Wanqing felt happy.
It seemed that she was overthinking it. Wen Shimo didn't care about Qiao Ran.
It was Qiao Ran who was obsessed with Wen Shimo and seduced Wen Shimo.
"Grandma, I know that you always follow the rules and have a strict upbringing. I don't object to your punishment for establishing your authority, but establishing your authority does not have to be in such a difficult environment. Kneeling indoors can also serve as a warning."
"Xiaoran is a girl. Kneeling in such cold snow can easily cause the disease. If the cold invades her body and makes her unable to have children in the future, it will ruin her life. It is better to 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 punish Qiao Ran to stop getting drunk, heard Song Wanqing's words and couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the cup.
He just thought that with her ability, a little coldness was nothing.
But they forget that she is also a woman. Once a woman suffers from the root cause of cold air invading her body, it is indeed not easy to recover from it.
"It's not that serious. When we were young, we did farm work in the ice and snow. We even broke ice cubes to wash diapers during confinement. We didn't find the root cause of the disease, so we just punished her to kneel for three hours. She will be fine. Wan Qing, don't worry about it.
She." Mrs. Song insisted.
"Since grandma insists on punishing Xiaoran, then Wanqing will accompany Xiaoran to be punished. Wanqing also stayed out all night last night. We can't let grandma leave a biased image in front of Ah Mo." Song Wanqing said.
Get up and walk outside.
"Your leg has only just recovered. Such cold weather will make your legs freeze again. You can't go." Wen Shimo held Song Wanqing's wrist and said in a serious voice.
"No, I can't just watch Xiao Ran being punished without asking anything. My conscience will be uneasy. Ah Mo, just let me accompany Xiao Ran to be punished." Song Wanqing said while trying to break free from Wen Shimo's hand.
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"You are such a kind child. No matter who I punish, you will be punished with her. I really can't do anything to you. Forget it, I won't punish her anymore. Just let her in!" Mrs. Song said helplessly.
Compromised.
"I know grandma loves me the most, so I'm going to wake up Xiao Ran." Song Wanqing said and ran out briskly.
"Xiao Ran, I beg grandma to wake you 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 an indifferent expression, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Thank you for your kindness, sister. I will kneel down until grandma punishes me and then get up again, so I won't bother my sister to beg for mercy."
"Xiao Ran, please stop being stubborn. You will freeze to death if you kneel for three hours in such a cold weather. Be obedient and get up soon." Song Wanqing said, taking Qiao Ran's hand and pulling her up.
In Wen Shimo's view, it was the gentle and kind-hearted Song Wanqing who pulled Qiao Ran in with good intentions, but Qiao Ran refused without knowing what was wrong. Little did he know that Song Wanqing's long and thin nails had dug into Qiao Ran's flesh.
Qiao Ran looked at Song Wanqing's beautiful face, with the most gentle and kind expression, doing vicious things that scratched her skin, and a coldness flashed in Qiao Ran's eyes.
He pushed Song Wanqing out hard and hit her head hard on the orchid pot behind her. Blood quickly flowed down from the left side of Song Wanqing's forehead.
"Ah...ah..."
"Wan Qing, how are you?" Wen Shimo, who saw Qiao Ran pushing Song Wanqing, quickly ran over and tried to hold Song Wanqing.
In the end, it was still a step too late and helplessly watched Song Wanqing hit the vase.
Song Wanqing's eyes were filled with golden light flashing in pain, causing her to scream in pain.
"My head hurts so much. Am I disfigured by the collision?" Song Wanqing covered the wound on her forehead and cried with tears on her face.
This time she really cried in pain.
Originally, he wanted to perform a dive in front of Wen Shimo, causing Wen Shimo to misunderstand that Qiao Ran was a vicious and ignorant person.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Ran pushed her hard.
The pain made her want to step forward and kick Qiao Ran to death, but in front of Wen Shimo, she could only endure it.
Wen Shimo saw that a large piece of skin had been knocked off the left side of Song Wanqing's forehead. The flesh and blood were blurred, and bright red blood was constantly flowing out from the wound. There was a frightening coldness in his eyes.
"No, I won't let your wounds leave scars." Wen Shimo's voice was gentle and comforting, but his eyes when he looked at Qiao Ran were bloodthirsty and cold.
"Xiao Ran, I kindly asked you to get up, but if you don't get up, why are you still pushing me so hard?" Song Wanqing looked at Qiao Ran with a hurt face and swallowed.
Qiao Ran ignored Wen Shimo's cold gaze and said disdainfully: "I'm kneeling well, who wants you to pretend to plead for me? Just pull me, and you'll pull my skin until my skin bleeds, I won't push you
Who to push?”
After speaking, he pulled up his sleeves, revealing four long, bleeding scratches on his fair arms.
As for what Bai Lianhua did, she had to expose it on the spot, so she shouldn't hide it and give her a chance to pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy.
Song Wanqing saw the scratches on Qiao Ran's arm, a flash of guilt flashed in her eyes, and then she said with a hurt face: "I didn't scratch you on purpose, it was my body's instinctive reaction to danger when you pushed me just now.
, I accidentally scratched your arm."
White Lotus is indeed not simple and can think of countermeasures in an instant.
"The starting point of this wound is the blood stain that was scratched out with great force from the beginning. When faced with real danger, I temporarily grasped the opponent, and the scratch was not like this at all. Do you want me to push you, and you scratch me again?
Try it?" Qiao Ran asked coldly.
This kind of trick was often used by Song Wanqing in school. No one could guess who had the real ulterior motives through the wounds.
Hearing Qiao Ran say this, she felt flustered. She buried her head in Wen Shimo's arms and said in a sad voice: "Ah Mo, I didn't catch her on purpose. I really didn't..."