Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Song Qian stood there, looking at their backs and pursing his lips.

Her eyes dimmed for a moment and she called Wu Fangyun to speed things up.

Wu Fangyun responded and immediately sent a document to Song Qian.

Song Qian looked at the document with a sneer on his lips.

When Faang Zikuang arrived at Song Qian's apartment, Song Qian had already put the documents away.

Song Qian stood quietly by the open window, the cold wind blowing fiercely against her thin body.

It was just that she was still cold and arrogant, and her temperament was charming.

"Shallow baby." Faang Zikuang walked up to Song Qian.

"Faang Zikuang, I'm not the same Song Qian anymore." Song Qian looked very cold.

Pei Yilin's glance before she left just now made her unable to forget it. The complex emotions in that glance were so profound that even though Song Qian tried his best to crack them, he could not guess completely.

"Why? You're still as beautiful and charming as ever." Faang Zikuang knew what Song Qian was talking about, but she still deliberately changed the subject.

"Shallow baby, you seem to be in better shape than before. You look a little plump. You should have come out of some shadows, right?" After courting Song Qian, fang zikuang got to the point. "The trb plan is not only important to the Muhua Group, but also to you and me. I believe that according to shallow baby's intelligence, you should know what you can and cannot do."

Fang zikuang was hinting to Song Qian not to do anything to destroy the trb plan.

Song Qian heard it clearly. She nodded slightly, but a faint smile hung from the corner of her mouth.

She looked up at Faang Zikuang and was about to say something to her, but she felt an intense gaze on her and Faang Zikuang.

"I'll think about it." Song Qian feigned impatience and interrupted Faang Zikuang, but his eyes turned to the direction of the enthusiastic gaze that had just shot at him.

Under the red curtain across the room, an elegant black veil flashed by and disappeared very quickly.

"Well, I have something to do, so I won't see you off." Song Qian frowned and turned to enter the bedroom.

But just as Song Qian took a step, he was stopped by Faang Zikuang, who was rushing over quickly. He looked at her with a serious expression while holding the phone.

"Something happened to the child in Qin Xirong's stomach. Lin told me to bring you there." Fang zikuang said.

Song Qian sneered and asked, "Bring me over to apologize to her?"

Pei Yilin was willing to grieve for the child in Qin Xirong's womb. She couldn't care less, but if he dared to provoke her, she would definitely not let him have a good time.

"Shallow baby, what are you saying? Yilin had always been the most strict, he would never let go of a bad person, nor would he frame a bad person. When I invited you to the hospital this time, I think I have something to tell you. Okay, shallow baby, I've checked your schedule. You're free today, so come with me." After Faang Zikuang finished speaking, he dragged song qian to the hospital without any explanation.

Song Qian was not happy to be under Faang Zikuang's control. He had fought with him many times along the way, but because of his physical condition, he did not dare to fight too hard. He lost to Faang Zikuang many times and was forced to come to the door of Qin Xirong's ward.

"Shallow baby, take it as if I'm begging you. Go in and explain." Faang Zikuang lowered himself.

It was only when he was faced with Song Qian and Pei Yilin, as well as his beloved yin bao, that he lowered his posture so low.

However, even with such a low attitude, Song Qian still couldn't give in.

Her brows were tightly furrowed, and the corners of her lips were tightly pursed, as cold as ice.

"Faang Zikuang, you're wasting my time." Song Qian spoke coldly and stubbornly.

Indeed, for her now, she did not need to do these futile things.

"If you have time, you might as well tell Pei Yilin. If he plans to make me apologize to Qin Xirong, our company will terminate our cooperation with your Muhua Group and choose another large foreign consortium." Song Qian said coldly and turned to leave.

But Faang Zikuang had been holding Song Qian's wrist so tightly that she could not break away from him.

Song Qian's face turned cold and he said coldly, "Let go."

"Shallow baby..." Fang zi was trying to persuade, but his cell phone suddenly rang.

Faang Zikuang frowned and looked at the caller id on the screen. He hurriedly let go of Song Qian and quickly walked away.

"Bao' er? Is that you? Where are you?" Faang Zikuang spoke eagerly.

But as he walked, he still did not forget to tell Song Qian, saying, "Shallow baby, you'd better go in. Only when you go in can you know how much lin loves you. He could even..."

Faang Zikuang's figure gradually faded away, but his voice still reached Song Qian's ears.

Pei Yilin loves her?

How is that possible?

Song Qian sneered, but she seemed to have heard Faang Zikuang mention Yin Baoer. Is she okay?

She's still using her old phone?

Song Qian frowned and felt something was wrong.

After all, if Yin Baoer was still alive and willing to look for Faang Zikuang, she should have appeared in front of Faang Zikuang instead of calling him.

Could it be that the caller wasn't Yin Baoer himself?

Song Qian frowned. She always felt like she was being watched when she was with Faang Zikuang.

Now that Faang Zikuang had left, the feeling of being watched was gone.

Song Qian was inexplicably reminded of the scorching gaze she had just received when she was with Faang Zikuang, and the black veil that flashed by.

Is Yin Baoer really back?

Song Qian had a feeling that Yin Baoer was not dead, but living in this world as another person.

But what is Yin Baoer's current identity? Song Qian still needs to find out.

"Ghost King, there's something I need your help with." Song Qian called Ghost King and told Ghost King what he was thinking.

"This..." Ghost King lowered his voice and glanced at the cold woman standing next to him, "You were discovered by Song Qian."

Hearing Ghost King's words, Song Qian was stunned for a moment.

"I know." The woman replied faintly, "It's impossible for someone as cautious as her to not find out about me. Tell her that I'm still alive, not to mention other information."

"Okay." Ghost King nodded. "It's just a parrot. Why did you leave some clues for Song Qian when you knew she was a spy?"

"You don't need to know." The woman said coldly and turned to leave.

Ghost King looked at her slim back and informed song qian to wait at a coffee shop not far from the hospital to tell her about Yin Baoer.

"Okay." Song Qian nodded and left in a hurry.

Song Qian, who left quickly, did not notice that the moment she went downstairs, a figure very similar to her was slowly taking the elevator up to Qin Xirong's floor.

The moment the elevator opened, she quickly walked to Qin Xirong's ward.

"Why did you come?" On the bed, Qin Xirong seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw someone, he immediately frowned.

"I came in a hurry when I got the call from miss, but because I didn't understand chinese and didn't dare to ask in english, I searched for a long time before I found miss's room." The person who came was Nina, who looked very much like song qian. He knelt down in english and begged, "Miss, I know I'm wrong. Please don't fire me, okay?"

"I won't fire you." A scheme flashed in Qin Xirong's eyes. "But I need a favor from you."

"Whatever miss wants me to do, just tell me." Nina nodded at once, his eyes filled with gratitude, not at all like the cold and arrogant Song Qian.

Looking at Nina like this, Qin Xirong frowned slightly and said, "I remember that I had someone train you to learn a posture. Why are you still..."

"Miss, are you saying that?" Nina's voice changed as he spoke, and his expression became extremely cold and arrogant, 90 % similar to Song Qian who had just left.

"Well, you did well." Qin Xirong nodded approvingly. "Just, almost."

"Hmm?" Nina was confused. "What's the difference?"

"A dress." Qin xirong said as she took out a dress.

This dress was very formal, not Nina's style, but it was exactly the same as Song Qian's dress today.

"Come here and change into this dress. It looks more like it. Then act with me. I want to test your acting skills." Thinking of something, Qin Xirong handed the clothes to Nina.

Nina took the clothes, looked at Qin Xirong suspiciously and asked, "Miss?"

"If I ask you to change, you can change." Qin Xirong said impatiently.

Qin Xirong had already reached an agreement with the security guards at the hospital. As soon as Song Qian appeared, they would send the video to her immediately.

And just now, Qin Xirong received a video of Song Qian wearing something completely different from Nina's, but it was the same outfit she wore in the morning.

That's why Qin Xirong wanted Nina to wear the same clothes as Song Qian and pretend that Song Qian was "Abusing" him.

"Miss, I don't like this style. I can't wear this style of clothes." Nina didn't seem willing.

Qin Xirong's face was very cold, "If you don't want to change, you can go back to sam's now. It's just that you should know what will happen to you when you get there."

"Miss, I'll change, I'll change, I'll change right away." Hearing Samuel, Nina turned pale.

Samuel was a symbol of the devil in Nina's eyes. She had seen Samuel cut open a companion's body with her bare hands and took out her heart.

Nina was just an ordinary person and didn't want to be punished so cruelly.

"Well, go ahead. The next thing, follow my instructions." Qin Xirong's expression softened when he saw how obedient Nina was.

Nina took the clothes, immediately went to change, and then walked to Qin Xirong.

Nina had a slim figure and a fair complexion. Coupled with her outfit and many days of training, her temperament was somewhat similar to that of Song Qian.

Nina, who had changed, was almost identical to Song Qian. If it weren't for her cowardly expression, even Qin Xirong would have mistaken her for Song Qian.

"Did you forget what I taught you?" Qin Xirong frowned.

"No, miss." Nina answered, using Song Qian's usual tone, and her expression also hung on Song Qian's usual cold and arrogant.

"Yeah, not bad." Qin Xirong nodded and called Nina over, whispering to her for a while.

Nina listened to Qin Xirong's plan and gradually turned pale.

"No, miss. No, I can't hurt miss." Nina shook his head. "Miss, please..."