Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

When Zhuang Qiaoyue saw Song Xilan, she immediately made a fuss about it.

"I just bought that gold hairpin today. I wanted to go back to honor my mother, but it disappeared after leaving the store. At that time, this little beggar bumped into me. Who else could he have stolen it? But this Second Miss Song doesn’t know the difference between right and wrong, and it’s hard to distinguish between loyalty and treachery. I think she just wants to go against me on purpose!"

Zhuang Qiaoyue had long disliked Nie Ci and deliberately said loudly: "Who in our Ling'an City doesn't know that Second Miss Song is used to being domineering, bullying the people and bullying the weak! Now she is openly excusing the thief. She is blatantly not accepting my responsibility. Keep the law in mind!”

This hat is not small, and people around her are indeed in agreement. Song Lianhe does not have a good reputation in Ling'an City. She is doing things inside and outside the palace, and everyone looks at her with disgust.

The little beggar was anxious, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't steal..."

"Ha, can you believe what a beggar and a refugee says? If you didn't steal it, how could it be framed by me? Ha, it's a joke, I, the noble minister, have a daughter, but how can I bully untouchables like you in the street?"

"Miss Zhuang." Song Lianhe spoke suddenly and smiled at her: "I would like to give you a kind advice, everyone who walks through this world is here to practice, repay the debts of the past life, and sow the seeds of the next life; the homeless beggars you look down on may be Your destination in the next life.”

Song Lianhe was neither humble nor arrogant, and his voice was clear and clear.

Among the crowd, an old Taoist priest half-squinted his eyes, moved his half-length beard with his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.

After watching the show, he twirled his beard and turned to leave.

No longer looking at Zhuang Qiaoyue's face that was twisted with anger, Song Lianhe turned to look at the little beggar. His slender white hands fell on his shoulders. He raised his head and met the fairy sister's beautiful cheek: "I'm only going to ask you once. Did you steal?"

The little beggar bit his lip and said word by word: "Although I am poor, my mother taught me that being unjust and getting rich and noble is like a floating cloud to me."

"What a saying, 'Unjust wealth and honor are like floating clouds to me'!" Sister Fairy smiled and patted his shoulder twice: "I believe you."

The little beggar's eyes instantly turned red.

Song Xilan frowned, originally thinking of helping to smooth things over, but Song Lianhe suddenly turned around and stared at Zhuang Qiaoyue sharply, "You insist that he stole your hairpin, are you willing to swear an oath?"

"Why should I..."

"If it weren't for him, you would have sores on your face and leprosy, and you would never be able to get married in this life!"

"you--"

Zhuang Qiaoyue gasped, "Song Lianhe, you are too poisonous!"

Song Lianhe raised the corners of his lips: "Don't you dare?"

Zhuang Qiaoyue's eyes flashed slightly, and she immediately said: "Why should I lower myself and swear such a vicious oath for a beggar who steals things?"

Song Lianhe didn't give her a chance to argue, and sneered: "What is your identity? No one has five holes on their face, and you don't have one more than anyone else. If you don't dare, just say you don't dare. Just give it..." She turned around and glanced Little beggar, "What's your name?"

The little beggar looked at her quietly, then quickly lowered his head and said in a very soft voice: "Chao Junyu..."

Song Lianhe nodded: "Apologise to our Ayu obediently, and I won't pursue this matter with you." After saying that, he slapped his forehead as if he remembered something again: "Oh, I forgot to mention, he will follow me in the future, I Not just anyone can bully you!"

Chao Junyu suddenly raised his head and looked at her blankly. He almost suspected that he heard wrongly!

Futaba reminded from the side: "Why don't you thank Miss quickly?"

Chao Junyu suddenly came back to his senses, and without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed three times.

"Haha, be good."

Song Lianhe accepted his gift with peace of mind.

"Song Lianhe, you—"

Seeing that Zhuang Qiaoyue was about to be so angry that she went crazy in the street, Song Xilan quickly grabbed her and said softly: "Qiaoyue, don't be angry. I know you have been wronged. I will apologize to you on behalf of my sister, no matter what you lost. Whatever it is, I will pay you for it."

Zhuang Qiaoyue and Song Xilan had always been on good terms, but after hearing this, she hated iron and said, "Xi Lan! Why do you need to suffer for her? You are just too soft-hearted to be bullied!"

She just felt that Song Xilan was too weak, which is why Song Lianhe rode on her neck.