Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

"Never suffer from future troubles? In the eyes of Vice President Song, what is human life? Now is a legal society. Do you know what consequences your words will bring to you?"

Song Qiqi didn't take it seriously at all, "Do you think your father's hands are cleaner than mine? In this society, once violated, what will happen to the interests of the powerful? You can ask your father, he may know better than me. Xiao Lang …Beyond us, there are countless hands at work.”

Song Qiqi didn't want to say any more, "Qicheng and Zhan Yan are both the same type of people. They list all the crimes until they sit through them. Of course... what they have done, I can only wait for you to sit in your father's seat." , you will know.”

Song Qiqi took one last look at the tightly closed door, "That's what I'm telling you, take good care of Xiaoxiao, and I'll see her again tomorrow."

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly opened the door and walked out weakly, holding on to the wall.

"Xiao Xiao..." Xiao Lang worriedly stepped forward to help her, but she dodged him.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Song Qiqi with questioning eyes, "So, your plan from the beginning was to drag the president into seducing Qi Cheng, and then you would inherit the company? Even so, you shouldn't go to Qi Cheng. life!"

"Let me tell you, I have no memory of my childhood at all. I have been in the Su family since I can remember. I have nothing to do with you. I am not your lost sister."

Su Xiaoxiao was in the ward and heard everything.

Xiao Lang's identity has never been simple.

At this moment, the only word in Su Xiaoxiao's mind was escape.

Even here, she didn't want to stay any longer.

"Xiaoxiao, where are you going?"

Xiao Lang chased after him.

"Don't touch me." Su Xiaoxiao was in a mess now, "Xiao Lang, I'm sorry! I...I want to go home and leave me alone."

Xiao Lang was worried about her injuries, but he was also afraid that she would be in danger again. "You are not safe alone. I will send you back."

Su Xiaoxiao ignored anyone and left in a hurry.

Song Qiqi's bodyguard followed her secretly, and sure enough, as soon as Su Xiaoxiao walked into the elevator, she saw her weak and fainted in the elevator.

"Little sister." Song Qiqi ran over with complicated eyes. The bodyguard quickly blocked the elevator and left the elevator door open.

Xiao Lang wanted to pick up Su Xiaoxiao, but was stopped by Song Qiqi, "I won't need you for the next thing. I will take my little sister back. Editor-in-chief Xiao, it is better to go back to the company and do your own thing. Originally I’m thinking of disbanding Mingyue Culture, but for my little sister’s sake, I’ll keep you for a while.”

Xiao Lang, "She should go back to the Su family."

Song Qiqi said, "Is the Su family very good? She should have the same surname as me."

Song, taken from his mother's surname.

Her father was an alcoholic and gambler since she was a child, and her mother had a weak personality. When she was ten years old, her mother was domestically abused and died unexpectedly while protecting her little sister. Her father had always favored boys over girls. If the villagers hadn't helped her with the household registration matter, she would not have been able to do so. Song Qiqi is a gangster.

Less than half a year after his mother's death, he married a widow and gave birth to a son.

Her father was overjoyed, but he disliked her even more, so he kicked her out of the house and ended up living in a dilapidated thatched house, barely spending a few stable years.

Although he didn't have enough food and clothing, he at least didn't have to be beaten every day.

Song Qiqi still remembered that in the cold autumn of that year, she fell ill. In order to take care of her, her younger sister went to someone else's field to secretly dig a sweet potato. After being caught, the woman refused to let her go and beat her younger sister.

No matter how much the little sister knelt on the ground and begged her, the little sister had no choice but to hug the sweet potato tightly and run all the way home...

He gave her the only food he ate.

From that time on, Song Qiqi vowed that in the future, she would keep making money and make more money so that her little sister could live a better life.

Now that she has money, she doesn't have to rely on the Su family at all.

She can also give her little sister a better life, and she will give her whatever she wants.

Everything about her belongs to her.

Song Qiqi took the unconscious Su Xiaoxiao to the car. The unconscious Su Xiaoxiao was lying on the nanny car with a blanket covering her body. Song Qiqi held her hand and looked at the injury on her arm. There was regret in his eyes.

"Car, drive slower."

"Okay, Mr. Song."

Song Qiqi's residence is the most luxurious villa in the entire imperial capital, worth [-] million, with the most upscale personal butler and ten nannies.

And she rarely comes back most of the time.

In the garden in front of the yard, there are platycodon flowers that have not yet bloomed, towering trees, a swing garden, a pavilion, a fountain...

All facilities and equipment are available.

Song Qiqi has already prepared a room on the second floor, which is decorated according to her preferences based on the survey. She likes to see cartoon character dolls and a princess-style three-meter bed.

Su Xiaoxiao was lying on the princess bed, and Song Qiqi ordered the servant to call the family doctor.

Half an hour later, the family doctor arrived and made a diagnosis. "This young lady suffered some internal injuries and some bruises on her body. She should have been beaten."

"That's not what I want to hear. I want you to give me the best prescription so that she can recover this morning." The tone was cold.

"Okay, Miss Song, I'm going to prescribe the medicine now."

The family doctor prescribed a few patches of traditional Chinese medicine and an ointment to remove blood and blood stasis, which took effect in three days.

Su Xiaoxiao was just weak and had not eaten for several days before she fainted.

The servant cooked nutritious porridge, and Song Qiqi used the soft and waxy bird's nest pumpkin porridge to show the traces of her waking up again, as skillfully as she had taken care of her little sister when she was a child. The taste entered her mouth. Fortunately, she had already eaten a little .

The porridge flowed out, and Song Qiqi used a tissue to wipe away the dirt from her mouth.

"Little sister, you'll be fine in a few days. It's my sister who is sorry for you."

"As long as you do well, sister will promise you no matter what you do."

Su Xiaoxiao had a fever and slept in bed all night, with Song Qiqi staying by her side.

Song Qiqi heard the phone ringing and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to answer the call.

What I remembered was the angry voice on the phone, "You fucking stinking bitch, our brothers did things for you without giving us any money, and now you dare to call the police and ask the police to arrest me."

Song Qiqi hung up the phone with an expressionless face. After a long time, she pulled out the phone number in her address book and called.

The other party received the call soon.

Song Qiqi was the first to speak, "You called the police to arrest the person?!"

Xiao Lang was wearing dark pajamas, with his laptop still on in front of the desk. He took off his silver glasses and looked at the scenery outside the window, "Little things are my business. If she is injured, I will help her." Get it back."

"And you...we are not the same kind of people, let alone the same kind of people."