Chapter 159

Song Zilang actually resisted this matter very much.

Su Qinghuan doesn't have any upbringing of famous girls. If she fails in the college entrance examination, won't the face of the Song family be lost?!

But he said that in the past 17 years, the family had only done it for Qianqian alone. Now what's the matter with maintaining it as it is?! Isn't it also reasonable!

Now just to take care of the so-called overall situation and add one more person at the birthday party out of thin air, song Zilang is sad for Qianqian. His sister is good, but she is too kind!

In fact, song Zilang is unwilling to admit that Su Qinghuan will also be a member of their song family.

Even with the same blood, even if his facial features are very similar to Su Qinghuan, it can't change the fact that Su Qinghuan is a wild girl from the countryside!

He and song Qianqian have received elite education from the upper class since childhood. There are some necessary skills to learn, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, multinational foreign languages, tea ceremony and equestrian.

Needless to say, how outstanding, but at least when you meet those big parties like banquets, you can come up with one or two decent skills, so as not to make people laugh.

But I'm afraid Su Qinghuan can't even speak the most basic English words. How can he add luster to their song family?

……

"Birthday party?"

Su Qinghuan heard song Zilang's roar, and her eyebrows were slightly frozen.

She had some impressions of it.

In the memory of the original owner, song Qianqian pretended to be magnanimous and had to hold a birthday party with the original owner.

But the funny thing is that those servants of the Song family are human spirits who worship high and trample low. On the day of the birthday party, they only focus on turning around Song Qianqian. No one comes to make up Su Qinghuan, and the original owner has low self-esteem and dare not raise an objection.

Finally, song Qianqian pretended that he couldn't see it anymore. He found a very gaudy off-season backless skirt and threw it to Su Qinghuan. He asked the makeup artist to put on a very heavy makeup for the original owner of the nightclub.

It's the right age for youth. Even the original owner's plain face is more beautiful than that makeup. The makeup artist just took the advantage of song Qianqian, so he deliberately wanted to lower the original owner's face value.

……

In this case, the original owner stood in front of song Qianqian, who was dressed in a feather fairy skirt and exuded a sweet girl's breath. It was humiliating.

Moreover, it is not only the problem of dressing too gaudy, but also the low self-esteem of the original owner, which is incompatible with the occasion of high-class society.

In contrast to song Qianqian, who is infinitely elegant and noble in raising his hand and throwing his foot, the original owner is very cramped no matter what he does. He is almost despised as an ugly duckling by the people attending the dinner!

……

Su Qinghuan thought of the pictures in her mind. Her eyes became colder and colder, and a sneer came out of her lips.

"Song Qianqian, are you sure you want to invite me to your birthday party?"

Song Qianqian was stunned. She waved her hand a little embarrassed.

"No, Qinghuan, you're wrong. It's clearly our birthday party. After all, we're on the same day."

"OK, I'll go then. I hope you don't regret it."

The dark black eyes of the little fox showed a brilliant streamer. Her smiling eyes suddenly gave song Qianqian some inexplicable fear.

I'm just a wild girl. What's to be afraid of?

Even if it looks good, it will only become her background board!

Song Qianqian bit his lips and soon smiled like flowers.

"Well, Qinghuan, you must come at that time. The dress and makeup artist's house will prepare it. You don't have to worry."

Song Qianqian is not worried that Su Qinghuan will invite people to make up herself. After all, Su Qinghuan has no money. If she really invites people from outside, I'm afraid it will only make a smile.

"By the way, Qinghuan, it may rain soon. Shall my brother and I take you back? I haven't seen the place where you and aunt Su live. Is it really broken there? If you're not used to living, you'd better go back to song's house."

Like thinking of something, song Qianqian suddenly covered his lips and looked guilty.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Qinghuan, you've lived in that tube building for 17 years. You shouldn't be used to it?"

……

Su Qinghuan glanced at Song Qianqian lightly and knew that this green tea was nothing more than to despise her bad birth.

If she really agrees to let song Zilang and song Qianqian send her back, I don't know what kind of environment these rich young masters and young ladies will dislike over there.

"Don't bother. No matter how dirty and messy it is, it can't compare with some people's faces."

When song Zilang heard Su Qinghuan's words, he was very angry.

"Qianqian kindly told you these things. How did you speak? Can't you tone better?! who do you allude to?"

"Did I name names? Huh?"

Su Qinghuan turned her head lazily with a smile. She hooked a lock of hair at her fingertips, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, just like cold ice.

"You --"

Song Zilang really couldn't bear Su Qinghuan's eyes as if they were stained with ice spikes!

I just feel like a naked clown, ridiculed by countless people!

It's only been a few days, but he doesn't seem to know his sister at all!

Song Zilang even vaguely felt that Su Qinghuan was a thorn in the head now. The appearance of counseling bags in the past was more pleasing than now!

……

Seeing that song Qianqian was about to cry, Su Qinghuan snorted coldly, and then left without looking back.

Song Qianqian looked at her back and soon cried. She raised her head and looked at Song Zilang. Her eyes were full of tears.

"Brother, I clearly want to repair my relationship with Qinghuan. Why is she so targeted at me?"

"Hey..."

Song Zilang sighed and fondly touched song Qianqian's hair.

"Qianqian, you are a good child. Ignore that woman. She doesn't know good or bad!"

"You're ready for the birthday party. After all, the Shen family will come at that time. You're the little princess who wants to dance the opening dance with Shen Zhiyuan. You must be beautiful."

Thinking of his carefully prepared birthday party for a long time, song Qianqian buried his face on even his arm, and his eyes, which were originally pear blossom and rainy, gradually became a bit fierce.

——She originally wanted to push Su Qinghuan to Shen Zhiyuan's scum cousin, but Su Qinghuan escaped! This birthday party must pay the price of Su Qinghuan!

……

The sky was gray, as if it would rain at any time.

Now that the college entrance examination has just ended, it is difficult to take a taxi near the examination room.

Su Qinghuan honestly stood under the bus stop and was ready to wait patiently for the No. 103 bus. Anyway, she took an umbrella and was not afraid of rain.

Just when she was bored, an extended Rolls Royce phantom suddenly stopped in front of her.

The window in the back seat rolled down, revealing a very young and beautiful face.

Thin feibai glanced at her and gently opened thin lips.

"Get in the car."

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