After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of my scumbag husband

When Song Jingcheng heard this, he laughed arrogantly: "Su Nanqing, you are still as easy to please as always. Come here and serve Master Ming well. I will go back. The address is at the stadium outside the city. I will send you the address."

Su Nanqing refused and said, "No, I know that place. Also, you should dream first, Mr. Song. There are all kinds of things in dreams."

After Su Nanqing finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Young Master Ming, she knew that this man liked to gamble and he owned a piece of land.

At that time, it was bought by the people behind Song Jiaqi, who developed a resort. Suddenly, a hot spring appeared there, and it became a check-in spot for internet celebrities. They made hundreds of millions by attracting investment.

Let Song Jiaqi and that man's business reach a higher level. She remembered that the man was a famous young master who liked to play racing.

She had seen him before, so she would go over and take a look first. If it was that Young Master Ming, she would take a chance.

Su Nanqing turned around and went to the garage, then drove out in a sports car.

After Gu Yu Shen got in the car, he saw the door of Su Nanqing's villa slowly open. He saw Su Nanqing driving out in a red sports car. He frowned. Where was she going so late?

Gu Yushen drove over and followed.

It took Su Nanqing forty minutes to reach the racetrack outside the city.

The eldest and the third son of the Song family both like racing cars, but the third son likes motorcycles more.

Song Jingcheng's skills are not as good as Song Jingrui's.

When they arrived at the destination, Su Nanqing parked the car outside and walked in.

From a distance, I could see lights on not far away.

There were various tires piled up next to it.

Song Jingcheng's hands were tied and he was hanging on the tire. His face was bruised and even his nose bridge had several bloody scratches.

But the Song family has many good talents, and they all inherited the advantages of Tang Wanying and Song Nanfeng. The only difference is that she looks like Tang Wanying, but not like Song Nanfeng at all.

There were several racing cars parked on the track, and next to them were five or six men, all dressed in non-mainstream clothes.

But his hair was dyed yellow, looking uncouth, his wide-leg pants swayed in the cold wind, and his big golden chain made a harsh sound when it collided in the night.

"Su Nanqing, you're finally here. Why did you take so long to get here? Do you know that it's very cold in the mountains right now?"

Song Jingcheng was shivering from the cold and glared at Song Jiaqi.

Su Nanqing just glanced at him lightly and looked at the handsome young man sitting on a stool not far away.

He crossed his legs, with his hands placed alternately on his knees. The man leaned back in his chair, dignified and indifferent, his posture relaxed but with an imposing aura, just looking at her leisurely.

Su Nanqing took a close look at him. Yes, it was him. He was the prince of Shengjing real estate circle, Tan Tai Ming.

Everyone would respectfully call him Young Master.

He is truly a young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

The piece of land he currently owns at the foot of East City is the worst and the least valuable.

If Song Jingcheng hadn't called her tonight, it would have been really difficult to meet the prince.

She has already torn up several of the trump cards in Song Jiaqi's hand. In this life, she wants to see how Song Jiaqi can still be as arrogant as in the previous life.

Tan Taiming looked at the beautiful Su Nanqing and smiled: "Song Jingcheng, I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful sister. She is not only beautiful, she is simply a fairy."

Su Nanqing: “…”

It would be fine if he didn't speak, but once he speaks it ruins his beautiful image.

Some people are like this, sitting quietly, like a high and mighty prince, but once they open their mouths to speak, they instantly become hooligans.

Song Jingcheng looked at Su Nanqing, what a pity, he already had a younger sister, Song Jiaqi.

This sister is dispensable and I don’t have much affection for her.

He smiled and said, "Ming Shao, I'm giving this sister to you. You can play with her however you want, just don't kill her. She is the least favored child in our family. If she dies, we will collect her body and it won't cause any trouble for Ming Shao."

"Can you let me go now, Mr. Ming?"

Su Nanqing's heart was already numb from the pain, but he still felt distressed when he heard these words.

Tan Taiming stood up with a smile, looking at Song Jingcheng in disbelief: "Tsk! Song Jingcheng, everyone says that your Song family is vicious and treats your adopted daughter worse than pigs and dogs. Do you think this rumor is true?"

"A grown man, in order to save himself from danger, he did not hesitate to destroy his own sister. People like you are really not worthy of being my opponent. It is my fault to regard you as my opponent. It is simply an insult to this young master."

Song Jingcheng's face turned pale, and he looked at Su Nanqing, "Su Nanqing, you can't blame me for this. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being favored. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for competing with Qiqi for everything, and you even wanted to steal her man. The fate you have today is already a gift from me to you."

"Haha..." Su Nanqing suddenly burst into laughter.

"Su Nanqing, what are you laughing at?" He was shivering with cold, but his attitude towards Su Nanqing was still very bad.

Su Nanqing looked at him sharply, "Song Jingcheng, I left your Song family a long time ago. I have already signed a severance agreement and severed all ties with your Song family. If you are still dreaming, it's time to wake up now."

"I came here not to see you, but to see Master Ming. You are a bastard who bullies me all day long for fun, why should I save you?"

"You said that letting me save you was a gift from you? Who do you think you are, the emperor?"

"Now in my eyes, you are nothing more than a dog."

"Su Nanqing, you..." Song Jingcheng's eyes were about to burst out. His second brother said that Su Nanqing had changed, and she really had changed. She had become tougher and more beautiful.

"Who told you to dress so beautifully? You can't stand Qiqi doing well, so you deliberately steal her limelight, right? You vicious bad woman, why do you always compete with Qiqi?"

Their favorite sister is Song Jiaqi.

This vicious woman, even if she is related to them by blood, can never think of becoming his sister.

Su Nanqing suddenly walked over, "Pa..."

She slapped Song Jingcheng hard on the face. "Song Jingcheng, you dare to compare me with a vicious woman like Song Jiaqi. Who are you disgusted by?"

Song Jingcheng couldn't believe it, and waited for Su Nanqing with bloodshot eyes, "You dare to hit me?"

"I've already fought you, what else are you afraid of? Song Jingcheng, I've said it before, I have nothing to do with your Song family, I'm not here to save you, it's time to wake up from your dream."

After saying that, she looked at Master Ming: "Master Ming, whether Song Jingcheng is dead or alive has nothing to do with me..."

"Su Nanqing, how can you be so vicious..."

Su Nanqing interrupted him coldly: "You said I was vicious, shouldn't I follow your wishes and be more vicious? Are you fatherless or motherless? Are you coming to me when you are dying?"

"Su Nanqing, you..." He was so angry that his chest felt numb and he almost fainted. If he hadn't been tied to the tire and unable to break free, he would have jumped up and hit Su Nanqing.

Su Nanqing ignored him and looked at the handsome face of Young Master Ming. She smiled with bright eyes and white teeth, and her tone was ethereal and provocative: "Young Master Ming, I - Su Nanqing, am here to challenge you."