Chapter 165

"Qinghuan, anyway, you only stay one night and leave after your birthday. Don't you mind living in the servant's room?"

Song Qianqian was wearing a white nightgown, and her beautiful face was full of guilt. It was just the provocation in the bottom of her eyes, but she didn't escape Su Qinghuan's eyes.

Su Qinghuan coldly put down her luggage. She looked up indifferently and looked at Shang song Qianqian maliciously.

"You want me to stay in the maid's room? Do you think it's appropriate?"

"Qinghuan, I didn't mean that... You misunderstood me. I didn't mean that you only deserve to live in the servant's room..."

Song Qianqian pretended to bite the corners of his lips, looking innocent and weak.

"But it's almost ten o'clock in the evening. Anyway, you won't stay at home for too long. Can't you be wronged temporarily? You're the most tolerant..."

"Sorry, I'm naturally small bellied and fussy."

Su Qinghuan spread his hands like a bully.

"I don't like people putting words like the virgin on my head. Since Miss Song is so kind-hearted, lovely and generous, why don't you go to the servant's room and give me your room?"

Su Qinghuan won't do such a thing as benefiting others at the expense of himself unless that person is worth it.

Like song Qianqian, a white lotus flower that is the mother of others, damages others' teeth and eyes, but opposes revenge and advocates tolerance. It's ridiculous hypocrisy.

……

"You, let me move out -"

Song Qian stared in disbelief.

Seeing that song Fu and song Zilang heard the news coming, she ran towards the two men with an aggrieved face. Her face was filled with tears, as if she would drop a few pearls at any time.

"Dad, brother, Qinghuan is so unreasonable. It's too late today. I advised her to make do in the servant's room for one night, but she must let me give her my room!"

"Dad, I don't want to live in the servant's room. It's so dirty and messy... Woo woo..."

Song Qianqian cried as he spoke. His eyes and tail were red. He really deduced the four words pear blossom with rain to the extreme.

Song's father was distressed at once.

How can the precious daughter of his family live in such a dusty place?!

……

Song Zhenhua glared at Su Qinghuan fiercely. He just felt that his own daughter was a trouble maker who had nothing to do!

"Su Qinghuan, do you have any upbringing? Qianqian is kind enough to take you to a birthday party. You actually bite the hand that feeds you and let Qianqian live in the servant's room. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"She lives in my room. Why should I be ashamed?"

Song Zilang also frowned when he heard the speech. He hugged song Qianqian with some pain and looked at Su Qinghuan with bad eyes.

"How could it be your room!"

The Song family wanted to deny it, but the girl in front of him wearing a simple white T and jeans sneered coldly.

"You keep saying that I robbed her birthday party. I want to be tolerant and grateful that she is willing to pick me up for my birthday. Then, who is the song's biological daughter?"

"Song Qianqian occupied the magpie's nest by herself and enjoyed the glory of 17 years in the name of the daughter of the Song family. Everything about her should have been mine. Just because she was willing to hold a birthday party with me, I should thank her. What's the reason?"

Su Qinghuan paused. She stretched out her hand and pointed to song Qianqian. Her clear apricot eyes were full of ridicule.

"She dislikes the mess of the servant's room, but she kindly asks me not to care. You people keep saying that you are kind, righteous and moral for me. Then, can't you even clean up my room in advance?"

"Song Zilang, I ask you, if you hadn't been home for a month, or even you were the wrong object, and learned that your own room was regarded as a utility room, how much better would your attitude be than me?"

Song's father was so angry that his nose was crooked!

"You're being unreasonable!"

No matter what Su Qinghuan said, people's hearts are biased.

One is his own daughter who has been left behind and is very ordinary in all aspects. The other is an excellent adopted daughter who takes good care of her. Of course, he cares more about song Qianqian's feelings!

……

As a young man in his twenties, song Zilang's empathy ability is obviously better than song's father.

Song Zilang, who had argued for song Qianqian, was immediately silent.

When hearing Su Qinghuan's question, song Zilang subconsciously made the assumption that the wrong person was his own. He found that he really couldn't be so rational!

It may even be far more resentful and out of control than today's su Qinghuan!

Song Zilang didn't know why. At the moment, when he saw song Qianqian's delicate and timid face like a pear blossom with rain, he only felt a little embarrassed. With a guilty conscience, he took back his arm around Song Qianqian and looked guilty.

"Dad, don't blame su... Qinghuan."

At this moment, he somehow understood Su Qinghuan's feelings. Song Zilang was ashamed and wanted to be a little better for his sister who had a blood relationship.

Song Zilang looked stern.

"Dad, who is in charge of arranging Qinghuan's accommodation? I know that a birthday party is going to be held. Why not tidy up her room in advance?"

The birthday party is tomorrow noon. We are going to hold an open-air banquet in the Song family's garden, so the makeup setters and others come to do modeling in the morning, which makes Su Qinghuan stay overnight.

By reason, these are small things. Someone should have arranged them long ago!

Who knows that the servants of the Song family are so obsequious and disobedient that they ignore this unpopular young lady of the Song family!

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Song Qianqian didn't expect song Zilang to find out so much. She was flustered and quickly tangled her fingers.

"Brother, I'm sorry... I'm responsible for this. I once told housekeeper Wu. Maybe housekeeper Wu was too busy for a birthday party recently. Housekeeper Wu forgot for a moment."

"Housekeeper Wu?!"

Song Zilang was stunned. Inexplicably, housekeeper Wu complained about Su Qinghuan's adoptive mother's water-based Yanghua. Something flashed in his heart, but he couldn't grasp the key point.

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Song's father didn't care about Su Qinghuan's life or death. He didn't bother to deal with such a small matter, so he went upstairs directly.

At the instigation of song Zilang, housekeeper Wu was summoned soon.

Wu Fugui has been an old man in the Song family for more than ten years. He knows the whole story. Song Qianqian instructed him to ignore Su Qinghuan's return.

Therefore, he also had a hypocritical apology on his face and casually handed over a cup of tea.

"I'm sorry, Miss Su. Wu is old, useless and forgetful, but it's so late today. Miss Su, just grievance. Don't make it difficult for us to be servants."

Su Qinghuan looked at the disgusting face of housekeeper Wu, and she thought of her weeping adoptive mother at home.

"Forgetfulness?"

With a sneer, the little fox directly overturned the tea handed over by the other party and threw it at his feet!

"Sorry, the Song family paid you to come here, not for free!"

"Even a cup of tea is cold and the house can't be cleaned well. Why don't you just say you're old and want to resign?"

"You --"

Housekeeper Wu didn't expect that he would be asked to get out of the Song family by a little girl after staying in the Song family for more than ten years!

Housekeeper Wu wants to ask song Zilang for help.

"Young master, look at Miss Su's temper. I..."

However, song Zilang stared at the overturned cold tea and felt bad about it.

He had never received such treatment in the Song family, but Su Qinghuan, a mother compatriot

"Apologize to my sister!"

"You, young master?"

Housekeeper Wu stared in disbelief. Song Zilang clearly only admitted to having a sister before!

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