Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

"I disagree."

Song Lianhe suddenly spoke.

Although this answer was expected, it still angered Song Xingfeng.

"As a father, I am not asking for your opinion. King Ling and I have already agreed on this matter. The wedding date is set for the sixth day of the next month. You and your sister will get married together!"

Song Lianhe sneered, "That's fine, I'll quit and let her get married alone."

Song Xilan looked at her sideways and said slowly: "Sister, please don't say any angry words. Who doesn't know that you have deep feelings for King Ling?"

"Who doesn't know? My sister doesn't know. Otherwise, how could she be so in love with him?"

"Sister misunderstood, I..."

Song Lianhe turned around and looked at her for the first time since he walked in. "Sister, don't panic. I have no intention of settling with you. There are many men in this world. If you like them, just take them."

"Lian He..." Song Xilan was stunned and stared at her closely, not missing any slight change on her face.

"Presumptuous!" Song Xingfeng's face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Song Lianhe and said, "You were given a marriage by the Holy One! Does that mean you can withdraw if you withdraw?"

"Oh, so what if you give me a marriage? Zhou Junlin just marries whoever he wants without asking me for my opinion." She looked back, looked directly at Song Xingfeng, and said word by word: "Father, today I will simply make it clear. Well, I will definitely not marry Zhou Junlin. If the Holy One wants to punish you, then just punish him. I will bear the responsibility with all my strength and will never affect my father’s official career."

Song Xilan bit her lip and tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart.

She knew that with Song Lianhe's proud temperament, she would never allow herself to be an equal wife! Especially that person she has always been jealous of and hated!

That's why she hinted her father to go to Ling Wang to discuss the matter. At first, Zhou Junlin didn't want to wrong her and firmly opposed it, which also gave her some psychological comfort. It was after her repeated persuasion that Zhou Junlin reluctantly agreed.

Now it seems that she made the right move!

"Shu Zi! It's just a Shu Zi!"

Song Xingfeng slapped the table with his palm, and Song Xilan was startled. "Father, my sister just can't think about it for the moment. You can tell her slowly..."

"She can't think about it?! Don't you know what you are like? Bullying, unwilling to make progress, arrogant and arrogant! If your sister hadn't threatened her own happiness, King Ling would have gone to the Holy One to plead guilty and break off the engagement! Now King Ling is willing to marry you, That is the blessing of our ancestors! What else are you dissatisfied with?!"

Song Lianhe lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Since I am so unworthy in my father's heart, I am even less worthy of marrying King Ling."

She turned around and left without saying a word.

"Stop!"

Song Xingfeng was about to step forward, but Song Xilan suddenly stopped in front of him and knelt on the ground, "Father, father, please don't embarrass your sister. Everything is Lan'er's fault. If father wants to punish Lan'er, just punish her!"

"Lan'er! This matter has nothing to do with you, you get up first!"

"No! It's Lan'er's fault. It's Lan'er who wants to marry King Ling..."

Seeing his daughter in such a humble state, Song Xingfeng felt a little pity for her. He sighed heavily and stepped forward to help her up, "What's wrong with you, Lan'er? Daddy knows that you have been wronged over the years..."

"Father~"

Song Xilan covered her face and cried.

*

Song Lianhe returned to Xubai Xiaozhu angrily.

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Futaba asked cautiously: "Why did the master want to see the young lady?"

"fine."

Song Lianhe didn't want to be disappointed by irrelevant people again.

call out--

A figure landed outside the house, and then Xuanmei opened the door and came in, "If you don't want to get married, you can ask His Highness King Qing for help."

Ayu raised his head to look at Song Lianhe and suddenly asked, "Did the general force you to do it?"

Xuanmei sat down and poured herself a cup of tea, "It's even more extreme."

Then, she talked in a few words about Zhou Junlin's intention to marry two sisters.

"Why is this like this! The lady is the marriage gift given by the emperor! Even if His Highness Ling Wang likes the eldest lady, he can only marry her back as a concubine! Now as an equal wife, isn't this a slap in the face of the lady in public! If the lady accepts, Wouldn’t he become the laughing stock of Ling’an City in the future?”

Futaba was bulging with anger, Ayu also pursed his lips, and the young man's handsome face showed anger.

Compared to their indignation, Song Lianhe calmed down at this moment.

"So I want to break off the engagement."

Xuanmei looked at her: "You have said it so many times before, but King Ling has not agreed. Do you expect him to agree this time?"

Ayu lowered his eyes and said slowly in a very soft voice: "How could he be willing to retreat?"

As for the reason, it is self-evident.

Song Lianhe went to see Ayu and felt that this kid was growing up too fast.