ebookland Chapter 42 The Toilet Brush Helps You Wash Your Mouth
Chapter 42 The Toilet Brush Helps You Wash Your Mouth
"Old Bai!" Song Nanxi strode out of the elevator. Old Master Song was still undergoing emergency treatment. "What exactly happened?"
The call was from Butler Bai. He went to greet him and was about to speak.
"You unfilial daughter! How dare you come here! If it weren't for you, would your grandfather have been so angry that he ended up in the hospital?!" Lin Bei pointed at Song Nanxi and angrily rebuked her.
Song Nanxi glanced around; the emergency room was packed with people.
She sneered and slapped Lin Bei hard across the face.
"You're quite good at shifting blame, aren't you! Let me tell you, Lin Bei, if something really happens to Grandpa, then the entire Song family—" Song Nanxi's gaze swept over these few awful family members one by one, her tone devoid of any emotion, "would have no reason to exist anymore."
It was because of Old Master Song that Song Nanxi was still willing to protect the Song family.
But if the old man is gone, she won't let anyone have an easy time.
Lin Bei was terrified by her murderous gaze. "You...you dare to hit me?!"
She covered her face, her ears ringing.
"Song Nanxi! You've been reading too many novels! You think the Song family doesn't exist? Who do you think you are!" Song Heng rushed over and shoved Song Nanxi hard. "I've had enough of you for a long time. You just wait, I'll make sure you get the hell out of here sooner or later!"
Without the old man protecting her, what is Song Nanxi?
Moreover, my second sister even said that she heard the old man was going to leave all his property to Song Nanxi?
Why!
Song Nanxi was caught off guard and was indeed pushed by Song Heng. Butler Bai quickly helped her up and asked worriedly, "Miss Nanxi, are you alright?"
"Xiao Heng, Grandpa is still inside being treated, don't make a scene!" At this moment, Song Yirou came over and advised Song Heng, then said to Song Nanxi, "That's enough! No matter what, Mom is the one who gave you life, and you actually hit her! I'll settle this with you later!"
Lin Bei, heartbroken, was supported by Song Yirou, and said with tears in her eyes, "Yirou, what kind of demon did I give birth to?!"
Song Yirou's eyes flickered, and she gently comforted her, "Mom, don't be sad. Besides Song Nanxi, my older brother, Xiao Heng, and I all care about you." After she finished speaking, she said coldly, "Song Nanxi, apologize!"
"I'm really giving you too much credit."
Fortunately, Song Nanxi was prepared. She took out a brush from her bag and shoved it into Song Yirou's mouth.
"I see your mouth is dirty, let me clean it for you!"
When Song Nanxi got out of the elevator, she suddenly turned into the restroom and stuffed the brush into her bag from the cleaning room.
This is exactly what I need!
"My grass!"
The other members of the Song family were initially stunned by Song Nanxi slapping his own mother right away, while some were simply looking forward to a good show.
So everyone remained silent and watched Lin Bei and the others perform in tacit agreement.
Until Song Nanxi pulled out the toilet brush—
Upon recognizing what it was, Song Yirou gagged.
Lin Bei's eyes widened suddenly; the pungent smell reminded her that her dead memories were beginning to resurface...
"Yue... Song Nanxi, you bitch!" Lin Bei was going crazy, pushing Song Heng and urging, "Stop her! Xiao Heng, stop her!"
She had finally managed to forget what had happened, but now Song Nanxi had helped her remember it all again.
Song Yirou vomited right in front of everyone.
Her face was pale, and she covered her mouth as she rushed toward the bathroom.
Song Heng suppressed his nausea. Thankfully, this time it wasn't as direct as an attack of excrement; at worst, he'd just feel disgusted! With his older brother gone, he was a man and had to protect his mother and second sister!
Song Heng rushed forward!
Song Nanxi has been waiting for this moment.
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
She was quick and agile, kicking Song Heng every now and then, and deliberately slapping him in the face with a toilet brush.
The stiff brush quickly pricked Song Heng's face until it was bright red, causing him to burst into tears. In the end, he gave up struggling, covered his head, and squatted on the ground, curling up in pain.
"Enough! Song Nanxi, you bitch... Ahh, stop hitting me!!"
"Song Nanxi!"
A large hand suddenly appeared from behind and snatched Song Nanxi's brush.
It's Song Mo.
Song Nanxi glanced at his face; there was a bruise on the corner of his lip, but it didn't look serious.
Tsk, Ling Sheng went too easy on him last night.
"Are you addicted to going crazy?" Song Mo threw the brush away in disgust. "Grandpa's life is hanging in the balance inside, and you still have the mood to cause trouble here. I think you're a heartless ingrate."
Seeing this, Lin Bei breathed a sigh of relief and immediately burst into tears, "Amo! You're finally here!"
Feeling he had found a powerful backer, Song Heng immediately complained, "Big brother, Song Nanxi just laid a hand on Mom! Look at her face!"
Bang!
Song Nanxi kicked the smug Song Heng away with one kick.
The smooth floor was slippery, and Song Heng slid several meters away.
The other younger members of the Song family: "..."
Holy crap, that's awesome!
Song Mo didn't expect Song Nanxi to be so arrogant in front of so many people.
His face was so dark it could drip water. "Song Nanxi, it's one thing for you to lay a hand on Xiaorou and Xiaoheng, but to hit your own mother? Are you even human?!"
He noticed the slap mark on Lin Bei's face, his temples throbbing, and he immediately said to the bodyguard behind him, "Song Nanxi has gone mad, tie her up!"
If we let her continue making such a fuss, what face will our branch of the family have left?
If she refuses to give in, then Song Mo wouldn't mind sending her to a mental hospital to live out her remaining days...
"what!"
The thought had barely formed when a scream brought me back to reality.
His highly paid private bodyguard was now lying on the ground in a sorry state, clutching his testicles with both hands...
"You know I'm crazy and you still dare to mess with me? You're really not afraid of death."
Song Nanxi chuckled and punched Song Moyan in the eye.
Hearing his painful groans, Song Nanxi was satisfied.
She had said that Song Mo's respectable appearance was missing something, and now that she had added some touches, it would be just right.
In the corner, a blond-haired boy from a branch of the Song family held up his phone, muttering to himself.
A blood!
Double kill!
Triple kill!
Quadra kill!
Pentakill!
Destroy the group!
That's awesome! That's insane!
Lin Bei rushed over to support Song Mo, feeling extremely distressed.
She knew she couldn't confront Song Nanxi head-on; that brat was impervious to both soft and hard tactics!
With Song Nanxi as the center, a vacuum zone was formed around it.
Butler Bai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Song Nanxi hadn't suffered any losses. "Miss Nanxi, don't worry too much. The old man will definitely be out of danger."
Just then, the door to the emergency room opened.
Song Nanxi immediately rushed to the front, "How is it?"
"He's been rescued. Mr. Song is old, and he has many hidden injuries from the battlefield in his early years. There are still shrapnel in his skull. Family members should try not to agitate him, otherwise, a brain hemorrhage could endanger his life..."
"Fortunately, Mr. Song was in relatively good health and survived our rescue efforts; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Upon hearing this, Song Nanxi's anger flared up again.
Damn it, I didn't go easy on those guys earlier!
"Can I go in to see my grandfather now?"
Although Song Nanxi was filming on set, she kept in touch with Old Master Song and Butler Bai. She knew that he had taken the medicine she had prepared, and his health should only get better. When the time was right, she could personally perform surgery on Old Master Song to remove the shrapnel!