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

Chapter 19 Feeding Your Own Father to Mosquitoes

Qi Yu silently handed her the backpack.

"They're all inside."

Song Nanxi's eyes lit up, and she excitedly opened her backpack to peek inside. "Wow! You're amazing! You exceeded the target! You deserve a raise!"

They were outside the small ancestral hall, surrounded by silence, with a very eerie atmosphere in the night.

Qi Yu lowered his eyes, looking at the woman's malicious smile, his feelings were complicated.

"Ah."

"You wait for me outside and keep watch for me!"

Song Nanxi gave a few instructions, then quietly slipped into the ancestral hall with her bag.

Without anyone watching, how could Song Hai possibly kneel obediently?

He sat in the chair, his face grim.

I regret bringing Song Nanxi back countless times. I have to find a way to get rid of her!

This daughter is not on his side at all. Today, Old Master Song's words have made Song Hai wary. If Song Nanxi continues to cause trouble, the old man will probably become more and more displeased with him!

The family rivalry was fierce, and his brothers were no pushovers.

"Song, Nan, Xi!"

An eye peeked out from under the door.

As soon as Song Nanxi arrived, she heard Song Hai calling her name through gritted teeth. She sneered silently. Grandpa made Song Hai kneel as punishment. It seems he hasn't reflected on his actions at all!

It's okay, let me help you reflect on your actions!

Song Nanxi opened her backpack...

"Ouch!"

Inside, Song Hai took a breath and slapped his face.

A mosquito, satiated with blood, bursts open in your palm, its corpse plump and delicious.

buzzing...

The number of mosquitoes was increasing, and Song Hai had no idea that there were so many mosquitoes in the ancestral hall!

He was bitten several times in no time, and his face was covered in bites.

Song Hai was busy swatting mosquitoes when he suddenly felt a cold touch on his ankle, which made him shudder and abruptly look down.

--snake!

And there's more than one!

Having been pampered since childhood, Song Hai had never seen anything like this before. He stood frozen in place, feeling the sticky texture of the snake's skin, too afraid to move.

But this is just the Song family's ancestral hall, not some desolate wilderness, so how could there be snakes here?

He dared not move, his legs trembled, which emboldened the mosquitoes.

One by one, they sucked until their bellies were round and full. Then, with a soft "pop," one of the mosquitoes got so engrossed in sucking that it burst.

“Damn it…” Song Hai’s forehead veins bulged.

laugh.

Suddenly hearing laughter, Song Hai immediately looked over.

Through the half-open door, he saw the empty bottle in Song Nanxi's hand.

His eyes bulged with anger: "Song Nanxi! It's you!"

“It’s me, it’s me,” Song Nanxi didn’t try to hide it at all. She came here specifically to annoy Song Hai. “Old Deng, enjoy yourself. I hope you won’t be eaten alive by tomorrow morning.”

Seeing Song Hai so enraged that he rushed toward the door without a second thought and slammed it shut without a second thought!

She pulled out a large padlock, and with a click, the door was locked from the inside.

Snakes were crawling all over the ground, and mosquitoes were buzzing around in the sky.

Hundreds or thousands.

Without even thinking, she could guess what kind of 'wonderful' night Song Hai would have.

-

The next day, Butler Bai was very puzzled.

"Huh? Where did this lock come from?"

The key was still hanging on the lock, and without thinking much, Butler Bai opened it directly.

The door was pushed open, and a loud thud as something heavy fell to the ground startled Butler Bai.

"What is that?! Whoa—Mr. Song Hai! How are you?!"

Butler Bai's eyes widened, and he quickly went to help Song Hai up.

Looking at Song Hai on the ground, his cheeks sunken as if his life force had been drained, he wondered if it was the spirit of the Song family ancestors who had punished this unworthy descendant.

The door finally opened, and Song Hai looked at the light of day, bursting into tears of joy.

He looked at Butler Bai as if he had seen a savior, and with a hoarse, trembling voice, he stretched out Er Kang's hand, "Quickly, take me to the hospital..."

An ambulance was parked at the Song family's old house early in the morning.

According to the maid, there were not only a lot of mosquitoes inside, but also snakes...

Song Nanxi was dragged out of bed early in the morning, and now she was yawning constantly, her eyes watering with sleepiness.

"Grandpa, you were looking for me?"

Looking at her obedient appearance, if he didn't know her personality well, Old Master Song really wouldn't believe that she was the one who did it.

"Your dad's in the hospital, he's anemic," he narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze fixed on Song Nanxi. "Did you do it?"

After Song Hai said those things yesterday, Song Nanxi must have wanted to get back at him for a long time.

Song Nanxi paused in her yawning, blinked, and said incredulously, "Anemia? No way, it's just a few mosquitoes." She looked at Grandpa Song and said indignantly, "Grandpa, I think he's faking it to avoid punishment! Even though I played a little prank, he doesn't have to be this fake, does he? It's so fake!"

"you--"

Grandpa Song gave her a sharp nod, utterly exasperated.

"Those were just a few mosquitoes! The maids who went in got bitten all over their heads! And what about the snakes?!"

"The snakes aren't poisonous. They're all farmed snakes I bought from a restaurant, the kind you can cook right away!" Song Nanxi didn't want to be a murderer; it wasn't worth going to jail for her scumbag father. "Grandpa, if you don't believe me, I'll cook you a whole snake feast today?"

She also has some knowledge of cooking.

"How dare you say that!" Old Master Song was almost amused by his granddaughter's words. "What were you thinking? Letting mosquitoes bite your father? You've caught all the mosquitoes in the city! Do you hate him that much?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Song Nanxi knew that as people get older, all they want is a harmonious family. Unfortunately, she could obey in everything else, but this was the one thing she couldn't grant the old man's wish for.

"Grandpa, mosquitoes are bred by someone, they don't carry viruses. Actually, if they didn't like to bother me, I really wouldn't be willing to go to them. I'm not just bored." Song Nanxi pouted.

There was not a trace of hope or longing for her biological parents in her eyes or heart.

"Sigh, never mind, they were the ones who wronged you first. But where did you get all these ridiculous schemes to mess with people? How did you even come up with them?" Old Master Song knew that Song Nanxi couldn't reconcile with them, so he beckoned her over and said sternly, "I'm asking you, what are your thoughts on this Zheng boy? Are you really willing to break off the engagement?"

"It's fine if we don't call off the engagement, as long as he can take a beating."

Song Nanxi didn't care. Who says a woman can only have one husband?

"Get serious! Think about it carefully!"

Grandpa Song glared at her.

It turns out that Old Master Zheng knew about Madam Zheng and Zheng Yuzhe's visit to annul the engagement that day, and everyone in the old house witnessed Zheng Yuzhe carrying Song Yirou away. Taking advantage of this, Old Master Song directly told the Zheng family that they must give an explanation for this matter.

Zheng Yuzhe wants to harm his two granddaughters? Absolutely not!

Only Old Master Zheng and Zheng Yuzhe knew that Song Yirou was not a biological descendant of the Song family.

Whether considering interests or personal relationships, Old Master Zheng hoped that the person he would marry into his family was Song Nanxi.

He twice tried to bring Zheng Yuzhe to apologize in person, but was turned away by Old Master Song both times.

Seeing the seriousness in Grandpa Song's eyes, Song Nanxi smiled slowly, "Grandpa, I will definitely call off this marriage. However, Zheng Yuzhe can't get what he wants so easily!"