Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 322 Call Again

Only after Song Xiao calmed down did he take Nan Sheng's hand and get out of the car and walk towards the small villa.

After returning to the small villa, Nan Sheng took off her makeup. The five finger marks on her fair skin had faded a lot, but the purple marks were still visible.

It can be seen how much effort Jiang Zhihui put in at that time.

Song Xiao lowered his head and carefully treated Nan Sheng's wound.

Nan Sheng stared at Song Xiao intently. Song Xiao couldn't stand being stared at by Nan Sheng anymore and asked in a low voice, "Why are you staring at me?"

"Oh, look at my husband, he's so handsome." Nan Sheng smiled brightly and spoke softly.

Song Xiao laughed softly.

Nan Sheng continued to watch. She knew that this man had been with her from her youth to middle age in her previous life.

No regrets.

I don’t know what kind of emotion it is.

It may also be that the light is right now on Song Xiao, bathing him in a golden halo, making him look particularly gentle.

Nan Sheng couldn't help but feel emotional, and her voice was even more coquettish: "Song Xiao..."

Song Xiao nodded, and just as he finished treating Nan Sheng's wound, he looked up at Nan Sheng.

Nan Sheng had already taken the initiative to hug Song Xiao's neck and pressed her red lips against his.

Nan Sheng was extremely enthusiastic, and it was this enthusiasm that gradually warmed the coldness deep in Song Xiao's heart.

Little by little, he melted Song Xiao into his passion.

Nan Sheng was kissing Song Xiao quietly.

Song Xiao was a little passive.

From the business trip to Beicheng to the Xiangshan Temple later, Song Xiao had not been close to Nan Sheng for a long time.

Because of all kinds of complicated emotions in my heart and because of various unexpected situations.

So now, in the face of Nan Sheng's enthusiasm, Song Xiao couldn't remain unresponsive.

Nan Sheng's enthusiasm can easily melt you and leave you nowhere to hide.

In this kind of pushing and shoving, Song Xiao was pushed onto the big bed by Nan Sheng.

Their clothes had fallen onto the wooden floor at some point, into the gap at the end of the bed. Even Nan Sheng's underwear was hanging at the end of the bed, looking extremely ambiguous.

The soft mattress wrapped the two of them tightly.

Nan Sheng was feeling Song Xiao's presence.

But Nan Sheng could also feel Song Xiao's suppressed emotions because of Jiang Zhihui's appearance.

It was as if it had severed the extremely dark side deep within Song Xiao's heart.

"Song Xiao, I love you very much." Nan Sheng whispered.

Such words seemed to encourage Song Xiao.

Song Xiao looked down at the little girl in front of him, her face flushed, her eyes full of love for him.

This made Song Xiao's inner chauvinism explode instantly.

This is a desire to control Nan Sheng, and in this life, he makes the little girl in front of him truly become his woman.

This thought suddenly made Song Xiao's palms tighten.

Nan Sheng couldn't help but cry out in pain as he pinched her waist like this.

Almost every man has a violent nature in his heart, especially in matters like this.

The more Nan Sheng begged for mercy, the more brutal Song Xiao became.

"Husband..." Nan Sheng had no strength left and called out to Song Xiao in a whimpering voice.

Song Xiao's eyes were slightly red, and he lowered his voice: "What did you call me?"

"Husband." Nan Sheng looked at Song Xiao aggrievedly.

"Call again." Song Xiao ordered in a low voice.

Nan Sheng screamed, but still obediently called Song Xiao "husband" over and over again.

The temperature in the house was so high that the air conditioner was no longer effective.

Nan Sheng was sweating profusely and finally collapsed in Song Xiao's arms.

Song Xiao's jaw rested on Nan Sheng's soft hair, breathing heavily.

Until the two of them calmed down, Nan Sheng's eyes were sleepy and she curled up in Song Xiao's arms like a well-behaved cat.

Later, Song Xiao carried Nan Sheng to the bathroom.

Nan Sheng hung on Song Xiao and let Song Xiao clean her up.

When Nan Sheng returned to the big bed, she fell asleep instantly.

Song Xiao looked at Nan Sheng quietly, then lowered his head and kissed Nan Sheng on the lips.

"Nan Sheng, remember what you said. You won't leave me." Song Xiao said quietly, his big hands roaming over Nan Sheng's delicate skin. "If you leave, I will find you no matter where you are."

After Song Xiao finished speaking, he looked at Nan Sheng quietly for a long time.

There was only a night light left in the room.

Just at this moment, Song Xiao's phone vibrated.

He looked down and saw that it was Jiang Zhihui calling.

Song Xiao was silent for a moment, then he picked up his phone, walked out of the room, and answered the call calmly.

"Come to me tomorrow and we'll talk." Jiang Zhihui's tone to Song Xiao was also commanding.

Very stiff, not like a mother, but like a boss.

Song Xiao seemed to be used to it.

As a mother, why did she leave me and go away, and why does she appear in front of me and order me around now?

Song Xiao laughed sarcastically in his heart.

He lowered his eyebrows and said quietly, "Ms. Jiang, we have nothing to discuss."

"Song Xiao!" Jiang Zhihui's voice became sharp as she called Song Xiao's name.

Song Xiao remained unmoved and said quietly, "Also, don't go to her again. No matter what you say to her, it won't change anything."

Song Xiao said this in a very cold voice, without giving Jiang Zhihui any chance to refute.

Then Song Xiao hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhihui looked at the face of the person who hung up, her expression extremely ugly.

Xu Jiayi didn't know what to say.

Any issue involving Song Xiao is a point that cannot be crossed no matter what.

Just at this moment, Jiang Zhihui's cell phone vibrated and she looked down.

Then Jiang Zhihui's expression changed completely.

The number above is Lu Shiyan's.

Jiang Zhihui was silent for a moment before calmly answering the phone.

Lu Shiyan's cold and commanding voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ms. Jiang, you know my patience has always been poor. Please handle the matter I have entrusted to you as soon as possible."

"I know." Jiang Zhihui responded.

Lu Shiyan suddenly laughed out loud, and between the lines was a warning to Jiang Zhihui: "I think Ms. Jiang probably doesn't want some things to be exposed to the public, right?"

Jiang Zhihui's expression changed.

Of course she knew what Lu Shiyan was talking about, the chaotic past with Lu Zhaoji.

There was also the story of how she had been married, abandoned her own son, and, in pursuit of wealth and fame, clung to various men abroad.

That doesn't fit with Jiang Zhihui's personality.

Jiang Zhihui would not easily give up the empire she had built.

Even now Jiang Zhihui probably doesn't need these resources anymore.

But people still need to maintain their dignity in life.

"I hope Mr. Lu will keep his promise. I will take Song Xiao away, and Mr. Lu will destroy all the past events one by one." Jiang Zhihui forced herself to stay calm.

Lu Shiyan did not respond to Jiang Zhihui's topic.

Jiang Zhihui couldn't help but take a deep breath. At this moment, Lu Shiyan suddenly changed the subject: "There's one more thing. Back then, Song Zhensheng cheated on his wife. Do you know who he cheated with?"

This one sentence made Jiang Zhihui's face instantly gloomy.