"Go to bed. Don't get up too early in the morning. Take a leave. I'll accompany grandpa around the city today."

"OK."

With one voice, the sisters went into the bedroom one after the other.

Closing the door, song Jiu took a breath, went to the bed and fell down. There was no movement for a long time.

Song Nan stood by the bed and looked at her. The girl didn't care. She was really miserable.

She has always liked Fu Siyuan since high school. Finally, they broke the window and became boyfriend and girlfriend, but accidents always happen when everyone thinks everything is natural.

Fu Siyuan looks gentle, steady and down-to-earth on weekdays. The key is that he is particularly good to jiu'er, careful and considerate, and has a good temper, but no one can imagine that he would be such a disgusting person. It really makes people doubt that he was blind before, so they think he can be entrusted for life.

But it's better to see a person before marriage than after marriage.

Fu Siyuan's eyes are really blind. She doesn't want to leave Miss nine of Ouyang's family, but she hangs out with a relative who can only get on with the Song family after turning 18 corners. It's really good. She has a good eye!

Song Nan couldn't talk about persuading people. She simply didn't say anything. She also lay on the bed and buried her face deeply in the quilt.

Song Jiujiu cried silently for a while, wiped away her tears and turned over. She saw the eighth sister lying on her side in the same posture as she just did. Her heart was slightly moved and kicked Song Nan, "sister, you're not lovelorn. Why are you crying?"

"Who says that only when you are lovelorn can you cry?" Song Nan raised her head and lay on her side. "Jiu'er, to be honest with me, how familiar are you with Nie Pingxin?"

"Me and Nie Pingxin?" Song stared at his eighth sister for a long time, then tilted his head and thought for a while, "I don't know much, just met a few times."

After careful calculation, they have met three times. Apart from the one sentence they said the first time, the other two times have been unpleasant, but on the whole, they still get along very well.

I almost had an accident in the bar twice and was saved by the same person. This feeling is really strange.

She was not controlled by her uncle, but tonight, under the paralysis of alcohol, an idea that surprised her came out of her head——

What would it be like to fall in love with this 20-year-old uncle?

At the age of 24, song Jiujiu loved a person vigorously. She thought she would grow old forever, but the reality hurt her to pieces.

Her heart ached with pain.

But she can only pretend that it doesn't matter, because who is she? She is Miss nine of Ouyang's family.

Someone will ask Ouyang's family? Which Ouyang family? Is it great?

Yes, very good.

If you have heard of country B, you must know that country B is surnamed Ouyang and the current president is Ouyang Yi.

Song Jiujiu is Ouyang Yi's favorite granddaughter and the future presidential successor of country B.

So, can it be good?

Miss nine of Ouyang's family won't cry because of a man; Even if it hurts, it can't be because of a man.

So she can only not cry, nor pain.

Song Nan locked her eyes on Song Jiujiu's face and carefully observed her facial expression. She didn't find anything, but she didn't believe what she said in her heart.

Really just met a few times?

Didn't something happen very bloody?

"Jiu'er, you're lying." she tried deliberately.

Song Jiujiu frowned, "really, otherwise, how familiar do you think I am with him?"

"Why did you invite him to drink at home? Why did you go to his house to drink?"

"I went to his house because I was drunk. He took me home. I bought him a drink because he bought me a drink first. I have to change my feelings. After all, they saved me again."

Song Jiujiu's words made Song Nan unable to find a place to criticize and refute, but she planned to start from another angle.

"I saved you again, jiu'er. Believe it or not, I'll tell Grandpa what happened to you four years ago when you were drunk and almost indecent, and what happened last night to see how grandpa dealt with you."

"Sister! Sister!" Song Jiujiu immediately hugged Song Nan. "I have promised you that I will never go to the bar again. You promised me not to tell Grandpa about it. You have to keep your word."

Song Nan turned her face and ignored her.

"Sister, my dear good sister, good eight sister, please."

Song Nan stared at her, "then tell me honestly, have you ever had anything with Nie Pingxin that shouldn't have happened?"

"... something that shouldn't have happened?" Song Jiujiu's brain turned a little slowly at this moment, and it took a long time to react, "no! Where do you want to go, sister? I'll be clean with him!"

Song Nanxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't, otherwise she didn't know what to do.

Closely followed, but the conversation turned, and a cold voice sounded, "you are not suitable for Nie Pingxin. You should give up the idea as soon as possible."

"Why not?"

Song Jiujiu doesn't know whether all lovelorn women have a psychology of revenge. Anyway, she does.

But her revenge was not Fu Siyuan, but herself.

From seeing Fu Siyuan for the first time to breaking up now, she has been blind for more than nine years, so she must punish herself.

It was an accident to choose Nie Pingxin, but it seems to be fate.

Otherwise, why can he meet her twice?

Since God has arranged this, if she doesn't comply with God's will, won't she be punished by God?

Therefore, Nie Pingxin asked her, on the premise that he had not married, of course, he couldn't have a girlfriend. She wouldn't be a junior or a junior or a junior.

Song Nan said, "jiu'er, she is 20 years older than you, the same age as her uncle!"

Song Jiujiu snorted disapprovingly, "eighth sister, the eldest sister is 24 years older than me, and the eldest nephew is several months older than me!"

Song Nan was speechless because she was right. Her nephew was older than her.

"Sister, love is regardless of age and international."

"That's different. Do you know Nie Pingxin? Do you know if he has ever been married? Does he have someone you like? Do you know?"

"I just want to know because I don't know. Tell me, is he married? Is there anyone I like?"

"Don't bother to pay attention to you!" Song Nan turned over and left song Jiujiu a back, in a mess.

Song Jiujiu stopped saying anything and turned over to hold the big bear. They were back to back and worried about each other.

Song didn't remember when she fell asleep for a long time. She only knew that she slept until noon and was awakened by Ouyang Yi scratching her nose with a chicken hair hairpin.

"Grandpa, why are you so bad!"

He didn't wake up naturally. Song Jiujiu was very unhappy and kicked hard in bed.

Ouyang Yi looked at her spoiled and sighed, "how can you take over the country in the future like this? Grandpa is really worried!"

Upon hearing this, song Jiujiu immediately sat up with his legs crossed and sat straight, "Grandpa, why don't you let some other sisters pick you up? You see, I can't help the mud up the wall."

Ouyang Yi slapped her on the head. "If you can't help it, you have to help it!"

"Grandpa!"

Song Jiujiu hugged his head in pain. "Why, sister, you all love to hit me on the head? If you're stupid, you should be responsible!"

"OK, I'll be a fool and raise you all my life!" Ouyang Yi said and raised his hand. Song Jiujiu quickly dodged and escaped, and then held Ouyang Yi in his arms. "Grandpa, I'll discuss something with you."

"What's up?"

"It's just..." Song Jiujiu decided not to say it for a long time. It's still too early. It's not too late to talk to grandpa when things have an eyebrow, so she temporarily changed her words. "Don't meddle in Fu Siyuan's affairs. Although he was sorry for me, I also beat him after all. It's eighth sister who was beaten for me. I feel very uncomfortable."

Ouyang Yi snorted and wouldn't let him interfere? Is it possible? I've stepped in!

A liar who plays with his feelings must be punished well. He dares to deceive his baby granddaughter. It's death!

"Don't worry about it. I'll handle it properly. Now you should think it over and come back with me."

"Return home?"

Upon hearing these words, song Jiujiu was no longer in the mood to take care of Fu Siyuan's life and death, because she couldn't even care about her own life and death. Where could she care about others.

"Grandpa, my doctor hasn't graduated yet."

"Don't you graduate next year? It's only more than half a year. It's fast."

Ouyang Yi said with a glance, "do you mean to return home as soon as you graduate? Well, I'll arrange for you to become Secretary of state in advance and get familiar with the environment and process first."

"Grandpa, I'm only 24 years old now." it's the age of wasting my youth. She'll go crazy if she goes to the Secretary of state to hang out with those old men and women all day.

"Next year, you will be 25 years old. When your father is as old as you, your eldest sister will be born. You are promising. You can be brought a green hat by others after talking about a boyfriend. Do you think you are ashamed?"

Ouyang Yi said that he hated iron but not steel. He raised his finger and poked hard on Song Jiujiu's forehead, "you really lost my old face!"

Song Jiujiu didn't speak for a long time, so she hung her head. Anyway, she knew that the more she spoke, the more angry grandpa was. If she didn't do well, she would get herself back home immediately.

Ouyang Yi nagged for a while. Then he stopped and stood up. "He changed his clothes and went out to eat. After dinner, he went out with me."

"Oh, good."

Song Jiujiu's feeble general answer made Ouyang Yi very unhappy. His eyebrows wrinkled hard, but he didn't scold her anymore, so he went out of the bedroom and closed the door.

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