Chapter 102: You are such a disgusting brother
"He's coming back?"
Nan Yu kept the violet in mind and looked at Wang Ma again.
Aunt Wang nodded. "The old lady just called and said that the young master will be back later. Madam, go and have a rest first. I'll call you when the young master comes back."
Nan Yu nodded slightly and went upstairs.
After entering the room, she found that the originally simple-style room had a touch of purple on the bedside table.
The air was filled with the scent of violets, sweet and somewhat seductive.
Nan Yu couldn't help but smell it a little more and murmured in a low voice, "Why not embroider violets on the blanket I'll give him later?"
She put the invitation in the drawer of the bedside table, then picked up her laptop and went into the bathroom.
She lay in the bathtub, placed her laptop on the wooden rack over the bathtub, and kept typing on the keyboard with her hands.
Searching for information about the banquet the day after tomorrow, and most importantly, information about that person.
Soon, half an hour passed.
Nan Yu gained nothing.
"Senior Sister, you deliberately erased all the information and data. Are you deliberately avoiding me?"
She turned off the computer, slid down the bathtub, submerged herself in it, and tried to clear her mind of all distractions.
For a moment, the only sound in the bathroom was the sloshing water.
Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Madam, are you done washing?"
Hearing Wang Ma's voice, Nan Yu emerged from the water, took a few deep breaths, wiped the water off her face, and looked towards the door.
"All right."
Wang Ma's voice continued to be heard from outside the door.
"Young Madam, a friend of yours has arrived and is waiting for you downstairs."
When Nan Yu heard the word "friend", Song Yingqing's image appeared in her mind. She suddenly stood up from the bathtub and wrapped her body tightly with a bath towel.
"Auntie Wang, ask her to wait for a moment. I'll be down soon."
Wang Ma responded, "Okay, Young Madam."
The next second, the sound of distant footsteps was heard.
Nan Yu quickly dried her hair, changed into casual clothes, and went downstairs, shouting as she walked.
"Ying Qing..."
When I saw the people downstairs, the rest of the words got stuck in my throat.
She stopped and looked at the person sitting in the living room warily.
"How did you come?"
Bad tone.
Song Lihan had narrow and sinister eyes, his thin lips slightly raised, with a slightly playful smile, and an extremely dangerous aura emanating from his whole body.
"Miss Nan, it's not easy to see you."
Nan Yu walked down slowly, her eyes cold, and said in a cold voice: "Master Song, what do you want to see me about?"
Song Lihan crossed his legs and looked at Nan Yu with a half-smile.
"I came to you for only one thing."
Nan Yu sat opposite him, slightly raised her eyelids and looked at him.
"Oh? What do you want from me?"
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
Song Lihan showed no sign of weakness, he raised his chin slightly and looked at her.
"I want you to persuade Song Yingqing to stop struggling in vain and go home early."
Nan Yu felt sick when she heard him say this in a condescending tone.
"Song Lihan, your brother is so disgusting!"
She turned around and said to Qi Ming, "Uncle Qi, show me around!"
"Home is not a place for recycling garbage. If he comes again, just chase him away."
After saying that, she went straight upstairs without even giving Song Lihan a glance.
Song Lihan stood up, there was no anger on his face, but his dark eyes were full of cruelty.
"Nan Yu, please tell Song Yingqing that she can't expect to pay back what she owes me and the Song family."