Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: 095: Zheng Xianjing, Almost Outraged, Made a Fortune!_2

Song Beicheng nodded politely at Li Xianxian, “Miss Li.”

Li Xianxian chuckled and said, “Mr. Song, there’s no need to be so formal, we’re already so familiar, you can just call me by my first name…”

Before Li Xianxian could finish her sentence, something seemed to catch Song Beicheng’s eye. He quickly walked towards that direction, excitedly exclaiming, “NiYang!”

“Song Beicheng.” Ni Yang gave a faint smile in response to Song Beicheng.

Ni Yang!

Her again!

The unabashed jezebel!

Seeing this, Li Xianxian nearly gnashed her silver teeth in exasperation.

She and Song Beicheng still addressed each other as ‘Mr.’ and ‘Miss.’ after all this time. How many days has Ni Yang known Song Beicheng? What gave her the right to call him by his full name?

All the status and connections Li Xianxian had painstakingly built up within the Mo Family over nearly two years had been effortlessly snatched away by Ni Yang.

Li Xianxian was so angry she could have suffocated herself.

Observing from the third floor, even Mo Baichuan was surprised to see Ni Yang and Song Beicheng so chummy.

It was unexpected that Song Beicheng, an infamous playboy, would fall for Ni Yang’s tricks too!

How he had underestimated Ni Yang.

Aside from the two outrageously expensive invitations, Ni Yang actually had quite a good impression of Song Beicheng.

Song Beicheng was a thoughtful man with a witty way of speaking. His dialogs expressed no condescension towards women.

As the two were engrossed in their conversation, a deep voice suddenly interrupted them, “Yangyang.”

Turning her head, Ni Yang saw that the man was Mo Qishen, “Brother Mo.”

“Uncle.” Song Beicheng also greeted him respectfully.

Although Mo Qishen was known as good-for-nothing in the circle, Song Beicheng was quite respectful to his uncle. They generally got along well.

Mo Qishen chuckled, “Beicheng, I just saw the Misses of the Wang and Zhao Families looking for you over there.”

Upon hearing this, Song Beicheng visibly flinched, quickly covering his face with his hands, he whispered in a low voice, “Uncle, keep an eye out for me, I’ll go and hide at my grandmother’s place. If they come looking here, tell them I didn’t come.”

Mo Qishen nodded, acting like a concerned elder, “Don’t worry, just go. Be more careful in the future.”