After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

Mr. Lin finally saw Song Nanxi appearing in front of him. He held Song Nanxi's arm tightly with great strength in his hand, and refused to let go no matter what.

At this time, Lin Zhisu and Lin Zhiyin also came in. They were relieved to see that the old man was awake and seemed to be fine.

Seeing that the old man was holding Song Nanxi's arm and refusing to let go, Lin Zhisu hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, "Grandpa, Nanxi is here specifically to see you this time. If she doesn't leave, let her go first."

"Yes, grandpa Tang, if Nanxi doesn't leave, you have to have a good rest now." Lin Zhiyin also said from the side.

The old man was very energetic, and the two of them could not persuade him to let go.

"I'm not leaving." Song Nanxi's eyes fell on the old man's haggard face and he said calmly.

"It's better not to leave, it's better not to leave, Nanxi, can you talk to grandpa?" Mr. Lin pulled Song Nanxi and refused to let go even if he knew she wouldn't leave.

"Yeah." Song Nanxi looked at the arm held by the old man. The old man almost used all his strength to hold her arm. Although she could break free with her hands, she couldn't hurt the old man anymore in his current situation. She could only I can follow him.

"Nanxi, your arm." Lin Zhiyin said worriedly.

Song Nanxi's arms were also made of flesh. It was strange that he was so young when the old man held them so hard.

But Song Nanxi acted as if nothing was wrong, as if he didn't feel anything. This made Lin Zhisu on the side frown slightly, with distress in his eyes.

In the end, Lin Zhisu couldn't bear it, and it took him a long time to finally pull Song Nanxi's arm back from the old man's hand.

"Yinyin, go and ask the kitchen to boil an egg." Lin Zhisu pulled Song Nanxi and sat down on the chair next to him, gently supporting her arm with his hand, as if he was afraid of squeezing her and hurting her.

He stretched out his hand to roll up Song Nanxi's sleeves, and saw that there was indeed a purple and red mark where the old man had just grabbed him.

When the old man saw the injury on Song Nanxi's arm, he couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt and self-blame on his face.

"Although grandpa has recovered a lot these days, he hasn't completely gotten over what happened back then. Sometimes his behavior is a little extreme. It's all my fault for not reminding you just now." Lin Zhisu looked at the injury on Song Nanxi's arm. , but also a little guilty and distressed.

"I'm fine, it's nothing." Song Nanxi said calmly, indeed he didn't take the injury seriously at all.

Perhaps in her eyes, the bruise on her arm was not considered an injury at all.

In FG, she had experienced various pains, big and small, and she could endure them. Now this injury is like scratching an itch for her.

So she naturally didn't blame the old man and felt that there was no need to deal with it.

But this is different in the eyes of Lin Zhisu. Lin Zhiyin is even several months older than Song Nanxi. Under the protection of the Lin family these years, even if she has a slight injury or pain, the whole family will be nervous. Like a baby.

Such a comparison made Lin Zhisu's heart hurt even more.

Song Nanxi wanted to withdraw his arm, but was stopped by Lin Zhisu.

"Nanxi, I have heard everything about you in the Song family. I know that you may be a little repulsive to your brother's status because of them, but please believe me, you are the same as a close friend in my heart. The sister I want to protect, I will never let you get hurt again."

Lin Zhisu did not let her do it this time. After all, he was the president of the Lin Group. Although he had spoken to Song Nanxi very carefully, he could not hide the usual domineering tone in his tone.

Song Nanxi was pulled by his arm and had no choice but to watch him help her reduce the swelling and apply medicine.

Lin Zhisu was very gentle when handling her, for fear of hurting her again.

Song Nanxi's eyes fell on his serious face. She had never seen Lin Zhisu so close before.

Now I took a closer look at his facial features, and found that he did still have a slight resemblance to me.

But it was only because they both had a bit of their mother's shadow that they were somewhat similar. Other than that, Lin Zhisu didn't feel as patient and easy to talk to her as he did now.

These days, she heard that the Lin Group had acquired many small companies in Kyoto, as well as Liu Yaxin's family's Liu Group.

Now there is no longer Liu's company in Kyoto. Not only that, Lin's Group has developed very rapidly during this period. Within a month, it will be able to compete with Li Chen's company.

Such a terrifying development speed is all due to Lin Zhisu alone.

Compared with him, Li Chen seemed much more ordinary.

Although Song Nanxi has never run a company, he doesn't understand the rules of the mall.

But she also knows that shopping malls are like battlefields. If she had not made sufficient preparations before, there would be no way for Lin Group to gradually assume the position of the number one enterprise in Kyoto in such a short period of time.

So this is the most fearful and scary thing about Lin Zhisu. With such a person in Kyoto, the small companies below are probably living in fear every day these days.

Of course, in addition to the company, it is said that he is the most discussed among Kyoto's socialite circles. Once his face comes out, which woman will not fall in love after seeing him?

But this person who could stir up troubles in the shopping mall was treating her wounds seriously.

Even so, she didn't plan to recognize her relatives yet.

Besides, she doesn't need her brother now. She will get what she wants by herself, without anyone else.

After Lin Zhisu helped Song Nanxi deal with the injury on her arm, she put down her sleeves again.

Song Nanxi knew that the old man missed his daughter so much, so he sat next to him and listened to him talk about many things from the past.

If the old man hadn't told her this, she wouldn't have known that her mother was so confident and arrogant when she was young.

The person in the Lin family who can best inherit the old man's legacy is Lin Zhinan, and Lin Zhinan's ink paintings are even more amazing.

The works she painted since she was a child have won many awards, big and small, and they were all collected by the old man in the cabinet and placed on display.

She held a personal art exhibition when she was in high school. At that time, a painting could already be purchased for millions of dollars.

It's a pity that after marrying Song Zhengcheng, she never painted again and focused all her thoughts on her family.

But in the end,...

When Song Nanxi heard these things, the look on his face became more and more solemn.

She never thought that such a proud mother would waste her most proud and precious talent because of that scumbag Song Zhengcheng.

Thinking of his mother's death, Song Nanxi only felt that Song Zhengcheng was too cheap.