Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 279 Riding Song Zili made Uncle Two faint with anger.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Jiang Nanxi wearing a bright yellow dragon-patterned t-shirt and baggy shorts.

"What just happened? Why was there such a blinding light?"

What is she wearing?

"Is this part of the birthday banquet's entertainment?"

"Maybe."

The onlookers were a bit confused, while the three wealthy women next to Jiang Nanxi were stunned for a long time.

Xie Qin couldn't figure it out for a long time. Jiang Nanxi's dress had fallen off, so how come she was still wearing another piece of clothing? When did she put it on? And where did the clothing come from?

She was with Jiang Nanxi the whole time, and I didn't see her carrying any other clothes!

Outside the banquet hall at this moment.

Song Shixing grabbed Song Shiting and rushed in anxiously, "Big brother, hurry up! Second Aunt went to see Nanxi alone and brought her to Second Uncle's house to attend Second Uncle's birthday banquet."

Your second uncle just had a disagreement with you. They're definitely trying to make things difficult for Nanxi. Let's hurry over there; we can't let them bully Nanxi!"

Song Shiting's expression also turned serious. "If they dare to make things difficult for Nanxi, I won't let them get away with it!"

The two quickly walked into the banquet hall.

Liu Qingyan also arrived.

He wasn't in a hurry, walking slowly behind, not worried at all about Jiang Nanxi being harassed.

It's a miracle that she doesn't drive other people to their breaking point!
It wasn't until he saw a strange, golden light flashing inside the banquet hall that his interest was piqued, and he quickened his pace to enter.

As soon as the three of them entered the banquet hall, Second Master Song came over with some of his business partners.

Xie Qin also came over.

Xie Qin walked over and pointed in Jiang Nanxi's direction, saying, "Shi Ting, what's wrong with your sister who you just found? Wearing such cheap clothes to such an important occasion is really inappropriate. She doesn't even have a basic sense of the bigger picture!"

Others chimed in, "Yes, wearing formal attire to a banquet is basic courtesy. Don't they even understand this? Her sense of style and manners are nowhere near as good as Song Zili's!"

Hearing her husband's business partner take the opportunity to praise her daughter, Xie Qin couldn't help but show a smug look on her face.

Xie Qin couldn't help but say again, "She comes from the countryside, what can you expect her to know? She doesn't even understand this basic etiquette. Giving her Song's shares is a waste! A woman with such limited knowledge should not touch anything from Song's!"

Song Qixuan, the second uncle, also said sternly, "Shiting, I thought your sister was very capable, but you actually dared to give her shares in the Song family business."

Now it seems I'd be better off giving it to my daughter Zili; at least she wouldn't bring shame to the Song family!

No sooner had he finished speaking than Song Zili, dressed in a white prison uniform, rushed down the stairs and knelt down in front of Jiang Nanxi with a thud.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Bang Bang Bang!
Song Zili kowtowed three times to Jiang Nanxi.

Xie Qin: ? ? ?
other people:? ? ?

Jiang Nanxi was not far away and overheard what those people had just said. She smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Song, what do you think constitutes competence?"

When Song Qixuan saw his daughter kneeling in front of Jiang Nanxi in a white prison uniform, his face turned green.

He roared, "Song Zili, what are you doing? Get up right now!"

But Song Zili completely ignored him.

Jiang Nanxi then said, "Mr. Song, why don't you answer my question? Actually, I asked this question simply because I wanted to be the capable person you envision."

Song Qixuan then said with a grim expression, "Being capable refers to many aspects, such as interpersonal skills, judgment, and the ability to appoint talent, etc. It cannot be explained in a single sentence."

Jiang Nanxi sighed regretfully, "It seems I'm not suited to be a shareholder of the Song family. I'll just stick to being the emperor. I'll take my leave now!"

Song Zili was still kneeling in front of Jiang Nanxi when Jiang Nanxi straddled him. "Giddy up! Back to the palace!"

"twitter!"

Song Zili lay sprawled on the ground, using both hands and feet to carry Jiang Nanxi at breakneck speed towards the door. Song Qixuan: ? ? ? !
Others: ? ? ? ?

Song Zili was possessed by a vengeful ghost, and crawled at an extremely fast speed, almost turning into a blur.

Because the vengeful ghost harbored deep resentment towards Master Song's family, it rushed over and crashed directly into Song Qixuan, sending him flying on the spot.

"what--!"

Song Qixuan's wails could be heard.

Instead of running away, the vengeful ghost carrying Jiang Nanxi ran wildly through the banquet hall, knocking Song Qixuan flying and Xie Qin down, then overturning all the tables and chairs.

Bang bang bang!
The table was smashed to pieces, and many guests were hit, running around in panic with their heads in their hands.

"What's going on? Song Zili has gone mad!"

"My God, what is Song Zili doing?!"

"Does Song Zili have a mental illness?!"

Many people were hit by the tables and chairs that Song Zili knocked over, and they all looked disgusted as they dodged and cursed.

Song Qixuan was helped up by the maid, and roared furiously, "Song Zili, you stop right there!"

Jiang Nanxi rode over on Song Zili's back.

"What did you say?"

"I said, stop it right now!"

"hey-hey."

Jiang Nanxi rode off on Song Zili's back, and then knocked Song Zihao, who had just come downstairs, flying.

"You two—you—"

Seeing the mess at the scene, Song Qixuan was so angry with the two of them that he clutched his heart and gasped for breath.

"Stop!"

Jiang Nanxi rode over on Song Zili's back, looking at him with concern, "Second Uncle, why are you breathing so heavily? Should I take you to the hospital?"

Song Qixuan: "I..."

Jiang Nanxi: "I can ride a horse fast. You sit behind me. Hurry up and get on. I'll take you to the hospital!"

Song Zili (neighing like a horse): "Whoa! Whoa!"

Song Qixuan's vision went black, and with a thud, he hit the back of his head on the ground and fainted from anger.

"husband!"

Xie Qin ran over worriedly.

She saw the maid helping Song Qixuan call for a doctor, and she angrily grabbed Song Zili, "Zili, what are you doing? Why are you acting crazy with this wild girl? Look how angry you've made your father!"

Because Xie Qin had something protective on her, the evil spirit came out of her body when she touched Song Zili.

"what?"

Song Zili was lying face down on the ground, carrying Jiang Nanxi on her back, with a bewildered expression on her face.

Xie Qin said again, "Look what you've done! Get up right now, and you're never allowed to see that wild girl again!"

Jiang Nanxi had already run away. Song Zili was pulled up this time and looked blankly at the mess in the banquet hall.

She had been possessed by a ghost for a long time, and her consciousness became somewhat blurred. Later, she no longer knew what she was doing.

"Mom, what do you mean I did something wrong? What did I do? Why are they looking at me like that?"

Before Xie Qin could answer, Song Zili saw the figure she had been longing for.

She couldn't help but whisper to Xie Qin, "Mom, Liu Qingyan is here! Why didn't you tell me beforehand! How's this dress I'm wearing today? Isn't it prettier than the other dresses?!"