Look at each other, smile and warm [GL]

"Ask you!"

Song Lu raised her head immediately, and Ning Xiazhi looked at her nervously, "Song Lu said that she seems to have seen it."

Song Qing didn't even bother to give her a look, and Song Lu didn't say anything.

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Madam Ning frowned and said, "Song Qing, what are you going to do about this matter? I don't think you are clear about it. Why don't you leave the person to me? I will understand the matter after I ask you clearly." .”

"Song Lu said she didn't see it." Song Qing looked at them strangely, "Didn't you see it?"

"Don't scare her." Ning Xia lacked confidence, and bravely spoke to her friend.

Song Qing looked at her with a cold face, "I scare her? Then you ran to my door to scare our Song family, are you thinking that our family is dead?"

"I didn't scare you." Ning's mother said quickly, she was sobered up by Song Qing's cold tone, there was no need to confront the Song family.

"Then the person you planted and framed our family at the door came to demonstrate?"

Ning's mother opened her eyes wide and looked at her. Song Qing sat upright, the hot tea in front of her was slowly puffing upwards, and Xu Jiao beside her sat quietly, not looking at anyone, concentrating on drinking tea, as if without her. thing.

"There were so many people on the second floor at that time, Auntie, why are you so obsessed with Xu Jiao? It's just because her surname is not Song, and she happens to be a poor relative of Wu Pingyu, whom you despise." Song Qing relaxed her back, and leaned slightly. Leaning back, he squinted at her with sarcasm in his eyes.

Mama Ning was suddenly caught in the center of her thoughts, and was pointed out to her face. She blushed immediately and glanced around, but fortunately there was no one else around, "I suspect there is a reason for it. The reason is that you and Song Lu don't like these things, Xu... ...Miss Xu may be thinking...that it's a novelty...so I can borrow it to see, as for the evidence, Xia Zhi of our family also said that he saw it."

The tone and wording suddenly turned around, there were not three hundred and six, but one hundred and eight.

Xu Jiao raised her head slightly, looked at her, and then at Song Qing. Mother Ning's aura softened a lot when she met Song Qing's half-sarcastic and half-estranged face.

Song Qing looks repulsive on the outside, but she has a different attitude towards things and things. For example, she hurt Song Qing and was exposed for cheating. strong.

"People's eyes can be blind sometimes, let alone their mouths can tell lies." Song Qing glanced at Song Lu, Song Lu's fingers were tangled up, her face was already full of guilt and fear.

"Call the police." Xu Jiao said suddenly, Song Qing glanced at her, she straightened her back, "All my things are in the Song family, when I was in the orphanage, all my things were moved out, cleared up, you call the police Well, I don’t recognize what I haven’t done, and I won’t go with you, I have the right to protect my own safety.”

Mother Ning glared at her. She wasn't Xu Jiao, so there was nothing to be afraid of, and she immediately raised her voice, "Are you so stubborn that you won't admit it?"

"You can turn black and white, but you don't allow others to explain the facts?" Song Qing gave her a sideways look.

Ning's mother said angrily: "Song Qing, why are you helping outsiders?"

Song Qing smiled, "I didn't lie and go out to embarrass people, and I also made a pile of garbage at home to disgust my sister."

Mother Ning blinked her eyes, but she didn't slow down, "What..."

Ning Xiazhi reacted quickly, "You scold us."

Song Qing couldn't help snorting and said, "You are quicker than your brother."

"Just call the police."

Song Qing said lightly, Xu Jiao turned to look at her, "If you have a mouth, you can lie, and if you have a mouth, you can't tell."

Song Qing looked into her eyes, "As long as I believe in you."

Xu Jiao was taken aback for a moment. She was forced to come to the door by Ning's mother, was pushed out by the housekeeper considering her face, was silenced by Song Lu, and framed by these people face to face. She was holding back, holding back the sadness, loneliness and despair. crash.

Song Lu's legs suddenly softened, and she suddenly raised her head to look at her cousin, the sister who grew up with her.

"sister……"

"My parents will be home in half an hour, Song Lu, I don't want my father to clean you up, because you've lost face in front of me." Song Qing didn't look at her.

Song Jie secretly hid in the dining room, peeping out half of his head from behind the ancient wooden door.

"Song Qing, you also know that your dad is coming back soon, and there's a lot of trouble..."

"It's all a lie." Song Lu said without looking at the crowd, weeping, "I told Xia Zhi that Xu Jiao bullied me, and I might be kicked out, so..."

Mother Ning's face changed drastically, "Song Lu, what are you talking about? Song Qing, how can you scare your sister?"

"Auntie, it's not your turn to talk, what's the hurry?" Song Qing sneered at her, Ning's mother choked immediately, Ning Xia raised her head nervously, looking back and forth at everyone, "I...I...don't know anything."

"Didn't you see it? What color skirt did Xu Jiao wear that day?"

Ningxia swallowed, "Yellow, maybe orange."

Xu Jiao raised her head and said, "I was wearing a school uniform that day."

After everyone was quiet, Xu Jiao said slowly, "I always take a shower and change clothes after eating, and Song Qing wears black clothes after taking a shower."

Song Qing laughed out loud, and Ning's mother glared at her daughter, she was still too young, so she didn't have to talk about it at a time like this.

This mother Ning's resentment towards Ms. Wu is more than a little bit, and she is still ignorant. Song Qing already knew what it was, probably menopausal, similar to a dog with plague, and it feels uncomfortable not to bite people, let alone her. Poor relatives of those whom one despises.

Ning Bufan was probably trapped at home. Compared to Ning's father, who had bronchitis and was suppressed by Song's father, he was the most heartless but kind person in the family.

"Enough is enough. Come to my mother another day to apologize. I have to deal with housework." Song Qing glanced at them.

The mother and daughter were taken aback, and Mother Ning immediately shouted, "Who are you apologizing to?"

"Wu Pingyu, my mother, the mistress of the Song family, don't care about it? What do you think we are?" Song Qing suddenly put down the glass and looked at her angrily. She hasn't lost her temper since just now. This is the first time once.

Ning's mother was stunned and asked her to apologize to that country bumpkin?

"If you don't want to, let Uncle Ning go to Song's to apologize. Anyway, Uncle Ning has been begging grandpa to sue grandma for financing recently. Didn't he just hear that a business is going to close down? I think uncle will know his mistake in order to prevent more accidents. Just change it."

Song Qing stood up and looked down from above, "Please."

Mother Ning looked at her, and it took a while before she said, "You...you really look like your father."

No, Mother Ning remembered many, many years ago, the second son of the Song family was like a flower of Gaoling, aloft, obviously he was only the second child, but he was better than others in everything, and his aura was compelling when he was young. She and a few of her friends have been afraid to make eye contact with him for several years.

Such a good person should be looking for a noble and elegant woman, not a rich woman, but she should be a scholarly family woman, but he lost his ex-wife who was well-matched, and ended up with a... A poor woman who grew up in the countryside.

Mother Ning stood up, her chest heaving, and she looked at Xu Jiao. She had been reluctant to talk to this child all along. This child who talked to Wu Pingyu finally spoke up, "Everyone is born with his fate."

Xu Jiao stood up abruptly and stared at her with fierce eyes, like a little wolf, with an unruly animal nature, "Auntie, I don't believe in fate, but I know that the son of a mouse can make holes, and the son of a dog... "

"Don't swear." Song Qing said lightly, Xu Jiao swallowed it back immediately and stared at her.

Mother Ning snorted, turned her head and left.

Song Qing reminded her, "What I said is true, Aunt Ning."

Mother Ning frowned, a little suspicious, and went back.

Seeing that she was the only one in the house, Song Lu panicked, "Sister...I..."

Song Qing turned around suddenly, raised her hand and slapped her. Xu Jiao was frightened by the sound. Looking back, Song Lu blushed quickly. She was crying ferociously and covered her face.

Song Qing shook her reddened palm, and glanced at her coldly, "No one can't hold you, it's you who can't hold others, if that's the case, then get out."

Song Jie jumped out from his little side, and rushed upstairs like a frightened little hamster.

Xu Jiao pursed her lips, touched her nose in embarrassment, and got ready to slip away.

Song Qing took a deep breath, "I'm sorry." The voice was a little soft, Xu Jiao heard it, and quickly turned to look at her. Amid Song Lu's crying, she stared blankly at Song Qing.

Song Qing, who rescued her, said he trusted her, and protected her, apologized to her.

Song Qing turned aside, took the schoolbag from the side, and regained his composure, "I said it for Song Lu."

Xu Jiao watched her go up and touched her chest, feeling a little dazed and unreal.

After a while, Xu Jiao drank some milk and was about to go upstairs when she saw the housekeeper took out Song Lu's things and packed them up. Song Lu looked at the things with a face of despair and cried so much that she started coughing. Xu Jiao was embarrassed Giving way, I feel uncomfortable, as if Song Lu was driven away because of me.

She went upstairs and looked at the door of Song Qing's room. There seemed to be no one there. Is it in the study on the second floor?

She went to the second floor, which was the first time. She came to the second floor. The layout was different from the third floor. The corridor also had books and some trophy models.

Song Qing just came out of the study and met her, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly.

Xu Jiao opened her mouth, "I don't mind about Song Lu's affairs, she left, it seems that I am not so magnanimous."

"You have the right not to forgive, and I have the right to teach my sister." Song Qing missed her, and Xu Jiao followed her, "But now that she's gone, isn't it true that I won't forgive her? A guest chased her away. The family is gone."

"Since you forgive her, it has nothing to do with you when she leaves." Song Qing looked back at her and went down.

Xu Jiao suddenly had nothing to say, she pursed her lips, looked at the small airplane model next to her, and became curious, what does it feel like to be in the sky?

Suddenly, she didn't know what to think of, her face turned pale, she withdrew her hand, and hurried upstairs.

The author has something to say:

One day, Xingxing will always resign and leave this happy and licking industry, pack up the little burden and write full-time to support his health!