About the fact that my opening elf is Little Nebula

Song Xiaorou believed that she was born well and was the eldest sister of the Song family. Her second uncle still had no children. Depending on her father's wishes, Yuanfeng Group would have her brother's share sooner or later. She didn't care at all how many houses and emeralds Lu Qingqing had. She was only jealous. Lu Qingqing has a beauty that she does not have, and she is even more jealous that she once dated Chen Yuxuan, so naturally she doesn't have a good look towards her.

"This is not your home. Do you care whether I show up or not?" Song Xiaorou said in a very angry tone.

It was not a social occasion, and there was no socialite Kuotai on the same floor. She did not need to maintain the demeanor of a daughter-in-law. She looked sideways at Lu Qingqing with a condescending attitude, not at all the gentleness she only showed in front of Chen Yuxuan.

Song Xiuluan was not as deep as Song Xiufeng and Fu Yisheng. Hearing this, he couldn't help but get furious. He was about to say that this commercial building belongs to Yuanfeng Group and belongs to his eldest niece's family, but he saw Lu Qingqing shaking her head at him. He immediately understood that Lu Qingqing didn't want Song Xiaorou to know her life experience, so he had to grit his teeth and swallow the words that came to his lips.

Lu Qingqing was not as rude as Song Xiaorou. She rolled her eyes and grinned, "This is a place for business and welcomes wealth from all directions. It really has nothing to do with me whether Sister Song appears or not. I'm just a little surprised to see Sister Song." That’s all.”

Song Xiuluan sighed in his heart, a few simple conversations really made him stand out.

Although the eldest niece grew up in an ordinary family, in terms of magnanimity and cultivation, she was completely ahead of Song Xiaorou.

But it’s not difficult to understand if you think about it.

The Song family is a wealthy family, with hundreds of billions of dollars. Song Xiaorou also considers herself the daughter of a wealthy family. If Song Xiuluan comes, what a waste of a wealthy family!

The ancestors of the Song family were fishermen. Later, his parents seized the opportunity and began to make a fortune. It has only been a few decades since then. Song Xiuling himself is not smart enough and has a mediocre education. He is full of thoughts about how to monopolize all the property of the Song family. Naturally, he will not be a good junior. He is a role model, and three generations of the Lu family have been teaching and educating people, and they are full of scholars. Living in this environment, they are so influenced by what they hear and see that it would be strange for Lu Qingqing not to be outstanding.

Therefore, temperament, character, and talent are sometimes related to the noble family background and living environment, but sometimes they have nothing to do with it and cannot be generalized.

"Qingqing, let's go. Being in the same room with some people just smells bad."

Song Xiuluan always spoke freely. After finishing this sentence, he pointed to the several sets of clothes they selected and said to the shopping guide: "Pack and check out directly according to Qingqing's measurements."

Anyway, Lu Qingqing has a standard figure, and the sizes of luxury clothes are precise, so there is no chance of them not fitting.

The shopping guide took the card he handed over. When she met a big customer, she smiled from ear to ear and said respectfully: "Okay, please wait a moment. I'll go get some new clothes that haven't been unpacked and haven't been tried on yet." .”

These clothes are worth tens of thousands, and she can get a lot of commission after selling them.

After listening to Song Xiuluan's words, Lu Qingqing decisively went to the fitting room to change back into her original clothes.

Song Xiaorou felt extremely aggrieved. She stamped her feet and said to Song Xiufeng: "Second uncle, what do you think I mean? I am your niece, and your uncle actually defends an outsider."

Song Xiufeng glanced at her lightly.

Under his unfathomable gaze, Song Xiaorou's body felt cold and she couldn't help but shrink back. She felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. She heard her second uncle slowly say: "Qingqing is not an outsider, and I'm not blind or deaf." , be able to distinguish right from wrong."