The real heiress is wild and seductive, making all the male leads fall for her.

Chapter 128 The Distinguished Guest is a Simp

"puff!"

Seeing that Song Yirou's face was turning a deep shade of liver with anger, Chi Hao kindly reminded her.

"Why are you making trouble for yourself? My sister Song dressed up carefully today, so it's not convenient for her to do anything. Otherwise, she would have slapped you two this morning."

Qi Yu said, "I can do it for you."

As long as Song Nanxi gives the order.

Let him stab two people a few times, I'd be happy to.

Ling Sheng took a breath, genuinely unsure whether hiring such a bodyguard for Song Nanxi was a good thing or a bad thing.

"You don't always have to be so obedient."

Otherwise, it will become Song Nanxi's toy.

Despite being told this in public, Wei Fan's expression remained completely unchanged.

At least he didn't show any anger.

He chuckled softly, "Miss Nanxi is very different from what I imagined, but Xiaorou is a very good friend of mine. I'll really be angry if you treat her like this."

Song Nanxi lifted her eyelids slightly. "You got angry in a fit of pique?"

and then?

Grandpa Song was helped out by Song Lan.

Song Hai said happily, "Dad, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Wei Fan, from the Stephens family."

Lin Bei looked around and noticed Song Yirou, so she immediately called her over.

He said smugly, "Dad, I told you you misjudged him. Even if it wasn't... so what? Xiao Rou is someone we raised, and her heart is with us! Just now, through her connections, A Mo and Mr. Wei Fan discussed a business deal."

Song Lan was a little jealous; Lin Bei was really lucky!

Although her daughter was switched at birth, she was given such a promising child.

Song Yirou said gently, "This is what I should do."

Old Master Song didn't smile; he just looked at Song Mo with a neutral expression.

Suddenly, he said, "You have the nerve to be so smug about a collaboration that you could only achieve with your sister's help?"

Song Mo remained expressionless and respectfully bowed his head.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa."

Grandpa Song said meaningfully, "Amo, the family has nurtured you for many years, but what about your abilities? Do you think you can't reach an agreement without your sister?"

Wei Fan walked over and politely extended his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Song."

Old Master Song glanced at him, too lazy to even extend his hand.

"Nanxi, come here."

He was going to introduce his granddaughter to everyone and—announcing something he had decided long ago.

Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow and put down her champagne glass.

We walked toward Grandpa Song.

Cheng Jinyu and Tian Xue came together, and they also brought gifts from other people. Not everyone could make time for them.

But the sentiments were conveyed.

Tianxue felt somewhat dazed after learning that the banquet would be held at Qiushui Manor.

She murmured to Cheng Jinyu, "Now I finally understand why Sister Song can be so assertive. With her family background, she can practically do whatever she wants in the entertainment industry!"

Cheng Jinyu's expression was complicated.

At this time-

The waiter suddenly said, "Sir, another guest has arrived."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked curiously towards the doorway.

Cheng Jinyu and Tianxue also turned their heads away.

Three men, each accompanied by a little girl, slowly walked into the banquet hall.

The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw Song Nanxi.

Unfortunately, she was confined to a wheelchair and unable to move around easily, so she couldn't run towards her idol.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pout, feeling dejected for a second.

"Wow! Isn't that Yu Jing?"

The guests at the scene immediately started discussing it.

"The Song family is quite something; they've even managed to get connections in the capital!"

"And who are those two people with him? I've never seen them before."

"Judging from his demeanor... he looks a bit like a soldier?"

"Who is this being targeted? Song Nanxi or Song Yirou?"

Not only them, but even the second-generation members of Song Yirou's circle became curious.

He was looking down at his phone, typing furiously.

Jiao Haonan: [Who is more powerful, the Yu family or the Stephens family? Urgent! Please help!]

Lan Yalin: [There's no comparison. Let's just say, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. In our country, the Yu family is at the very top of the pyramid. They have power and influence. No matter how powerful the Stephens family is, they'd have to behave themselves in our country!]

Pan Hong: [Hiss, so Rou-jie lost?]

An Ming: [I don't like hearing that. How can you be sure they're after Song Nanxi?]

Lan Yalin: [Otherwise, how do you think Song Nanxi got the title of 'male god seductress'? You're from a 2G internet cafe!]

Several of them have already been trending on social media alongside Song Nanxi!

Upon seeing their faces, many people immediately identified themselves with them.

Guided by the waiter, Yu Jing walked to Song Nanxi's side.

His gaze fell on Grandpa Song, who bowed very sincerely, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, the plane was delayed due to the weather, which is why I'm a little late. I hope I haven't missed too much."

Grandpa Song looked at the young man in front of him, who had an outstanding appearance, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"The cake hasn't been cut yet, there's still time."

Yu Jing then introduced, "This is my younger sister, Yu Wan."

Yu Wan greeted everyone very warmly, "Hello Grandpa! Hello Sister! I'm Yu Wan, you can call me Xiao Wan!"

"Haha! Good, good, I'm relieved to have friends like you in Nanxi."

Grandpa Song was very happy.

Qin Zhou glanced coldly at Qin Yao in private, then strode forward.

Suddenly he gave a military salute, his posture ramrod straight, like a poplar tree.

"Hello, Mr. Song. My name is Qin Zhou, and this is my younger brother, Qin Yao. We've come to attend Miss Song Nanxi's birthday party. We apologize for disturbing you!"

His voice was loud and clear, strong and resonant.

Grandpa Song's eyes lit up, and his reaction was even more enthusiastic than before.

"Are you a soldier?"

He had been on the battlefield in his early years and had a natural affinity for his own kind.

Qin Zhou nodded. "Yes."

Grandpa Song was very pleased, and then he remembered, "I used to be on the battlefield too! Good, good, good, young man, you're strong!"

He patted Qin Zhou on the shoulder forcefully, then remembered: "You guys are... surnamed Qin? Come to think of it, my former boss was surnamed Qin. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Time flies so fast, it's truly heartbreaking.

Qin Zhou never expected there to be such a connection.

His eyes flickered slightly as he tentatively asked, "My grandfather's name is Qin Licheng. Mr. Song, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

But to everyone's surprise, Old Master Song was overjoyed.

"You...you're Commander Qin's grandson?!"

This made Grandpa Song quickly recall his past life in the military camp.

Qin Zhou's attitude became even more respectful. "Yes, I'm not very capable, and I don't dare to mention my grandfather's name in public. I never expected that Mr. Song and my grandfather had such a connection... If you ever go to Beijing in the future, please give me a chance to entertain you."

Qin Yao was stunned. Good heavens! Was this really his cousin who was so quiet you couldn't even fart if you hit him with a stick?

That's such a good licker!

They were completely unaware of how shocked Song Mo and the others were when they heard Qin Zhou's identity.

Such a person would be able to roam freely in Beijing.

Now, however, he can put aside his pride and act humble.

Because of Song Nanxi?

Song Nanxi yawned, thinking that Qin Zhou was talking too much nonsense.

Yu Wan quietly moved closer to Song Nanxi.

She was now only half an arm's width away from Song Nanxi, and the unique scent of roses and herbs emanating from him was intoxicating.

Yu Wan secretly took a deep sniff like a little fangirl, "Wow! Sister smells so good!"

Song Nanxi felt something constantly leaning against her, and glanced at it with drooping eyelids.

Reminder: "That's enough, sis. Do you want to kill me with your wheelchair?"

It was a teasing tone, without any malice.

But this made Yu Wan's face turn red instantly.

She gripped the wheelchair armrests shyly and said in a trembling voice, "Sister, do you still remember me?"

Yu Wan looked up expectantly.

Her round, almond-shaped eyes were bright and glistening with a layer of moisture from shyness.

Song Nanxi recognized her the moment she walked in.

But she deliberately asked, "Hmm? Have we met before?"

Although Yu Wan was a little disappointed, she thought that it was normal for Song Nanxi not to recognize her since their last brief encounter.

But she couldn't help but pout.

I was about to explain, "Sister, we were at the hospital last time..."

"I know."

Song Nanxi chuckled, then suddenly bent down and lightly lifted the little girl's chin with her slender fingers.

His fox-like eyes darted around as he asked, "Just teasing you, you're not going to cry, are you?"

"me……"

Yu Wan was stunned. Staring at the suddenly magnified facial features, her dark pupils involuntarily contracted.

That special fragrance wafted over.

It was as if it completely enveloped her.

Help!! Mom!!

Yu Wan's nerves were on edge, like a small animal with its fur standing on end.

You're so beautiful, sister!

Song Nanxi clearly noticed the infatuation in Yu Wan's eyes, paused for a moment, and then raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Wipe your drool, you little fangirl."

She gently pinched Yu Wan's cheek and straightened up.

Yu Jing noticed the interaction between the two and couldn't help but twitch his lips as he looked at his sister's disappointing behavior.

When his gaze fell on Song Nanxi, his eyes darkened.

“If you keep teasing her, I’m afraid she’ll become the first person to faint from embarrassment.”

Song Nanxi scoffed, "You didn't let her off the hook either."

Yu Jing slapped Yu Wan on the head.

"Snap out of it! Is there something you forgot to say?"

Yu Wan was still grinning foolishly when her older brother slapped her awake.

Her face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She covered her face with her hands, groaning, "Aaaaaah! I had planned everything so carefully before coming! Why am I so embarrassed after meeting my idol!"

Yu Wan stammered, "Sister, happy birthday! And... thank you for saving me back then!"

She later learned that it was concentrated hydrochloric acid. If Song Nanxi hadn't discovered it in time and shielded her, the acid would have been enough to corrode her entire body.

Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow, "I didn't find out what happened after that. Who did your family offend that led to this revenge?"

"No way!"

Not wanting to be misunderstood by her idol, Yu Wan explained before Yu Jing could.

"I was completely caught in the crossfire! That girl had her boyfriend stolen, and she happened to be at Jiade Market. Good heavens, I'm an innocent girl who's never even held a boy's hand! And what kind of man is worth me becoming a mistress to steal?"

The little girl clenched her fists, looking indignant.

Song Nanxi: "...Then you're really unlucky. You should go to a temple to pray sometime."

Yu Jing: "My grandmother went to a temple to pray for blessings earlier this year."

Upon hearing this, Song Nanxi paused, then raised an eyebrow, "Then you might have to burn the first incense."

"puff……"

Someone couldn't hold it in and let out a short, sharp sound.

Yu Wan scratched her head, having a different understanding of Song Nanxi's words!

Her eyes were clear as she said earnestly, "But I think praying for blessings is still effective!"

"Ok?"

Yu Wan smiled adorably, "Because my sister saved me! I wasn't hurt at all! And my grandma's eyes were also fixed by my sister. So, we are very lucky."

Good guy!

The people around her couldn't help but turn their gazes to Yu Wan.

This little girl is really good at giving compliments!

"Tsk."

Song Nanxi was quite pleased and said smugly, "What you're saying makes sense. After all, I'm the messenger of justice."

Chi Hao muttered to himself, "Isn't he supposed to be the God of Slaps?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he received a dangerous glare.

Yu Wan was finally able to thank her benefactor in person, and she specially picked up the gift she had prepared from her lap.

"Sister! I made this gift myself! I hope you like it! Oh, and there's also a thank-you gift inside!"

A birthday gift, a thank-you gift.

The two should not be confused!

"Don't be angry that I'm thanking you so late, sister."

Grandma's eyes have been damaged, and Song Nanxi is rarely home, so it's really too difficult to find a day when she's home to visit!

Qin Zhou's expression was complicated, and he secretly gave his good-for-nothing cousin a cold look.

Look at that little sister! So adorable!

Qin Yao touched his nose, feeling incredibly miserable. He wished he could travel back in time and slap himself hard.

Serves you right for being so foul-mouthed! Now you've got what's coming to you!

These men all came with generous gifts.

The mere presence of the Yu family was already surprising enough.

Another Qin Zhou has arrived, and he's someone who truly holds real power!

Most people's gazes toward Song Nanxi changed.

Even Song Mo, who was squeezed out of the crowd, was starting to lose his composure.

He took a deep breath, but couldn't help asking, "Song Nanxi also knows medicine?"

Old Master Song sneered, "How much have you neglected your sister? Didn't you know that she made headlines for saving that girl?"

Song Mo was embarrassed, "I thought it was just..."

happen.

When most of the people had arrived, Old Master Song instructed the waiter to bring up the cake.

The waiter pushed in a cake shaped like a castle.

Grandpa Song said guiltily, "Nanxi, come and cut the cake. It was my oversight. I didn't know you had suffered so much injustice before."

Song Nanxi smiled and stepped forward.

Seeing that the guests' eyes were on them, Lin Bei quickly had someone bring over the cake she had prepared.

Song Yirou could no longer laugh.

Wei Fan raised an eyebrow, "They have a powerful background?"

Song Yirou smiled bitterly. It was more than just big.

She simply said, "Wei Fan, Song Nanxi might hold a grudge against you because of me. I don't know if she'll whisper in those men's ears... What if she tries to harm you..."

Pillow talk?

Wei Fan's smile was meaningful. "Miss Nanxi has quite a few admirers, but don't worry—have you forgotten that I also have half Chinese blood?"

Even though this wasn't his stronghold, Wei Fan was confident that these people wouldn't dare to touch him.

Upon hearing this, Song Yirou's eyes brightened slightly, and she said understandingly, "In that case, I'm relieved. If something happens to you because of me, I'll never be able to live in peace for the rest of my life."

Wei Fan patted her head. "I know you're a good girl. Don't feel pressured. I'll help you."

He pushed Song Yirou to cut the cake.