Chapter 171

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Have you trained me since childhood?"

Su Qinghuan's eyelids were slightly lifted, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were mocked like ice thorns.

"Mr. Song, the best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, followed by now."

"But don't you think it's ridiculous that you haven't paid any money and energy for me in the past 17 years, but you expect your daughter to become a rich and powerful woman who is proficient in everything?"

Speaking of this, a kind of resentment belonging to the original owner hit, which made Su Qinghuan's fingers tremble.

As a person who has fully received the memory of the original owner, that kind of empathy almost goes hand in hand. Su Qinghuan can fully understand the original owner's feelings of inferiority and unwillingness.

Su Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. Her face was still so cold and unshakable. She proudly raised her lower jaw. There was no slightest resentment in her eyes, only full of indifference.

"Mr. Song, I tell you, even if I'm really good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and a real Phoenix, that's not your reason to be proud, because you haven't made any contribution to it!"

……

The girl's tone was obviously not high, but that word was like a sword to kill the heart, which directly pierced song Zhenhua's hypocritical fig leaf!

"You --"

Song Zhenhua, as a middle-aged man who has been maneuvering in the mall for many years, was taught such a lesson by a yellow haired girl!

In particular, the other party is his own daughter. He can't stand down in front of so many people!

He clenched his hands tightly, and his face was as green as ice.

"Bastard! What nonsense are you talking about! If you can't do it yourself, don't talk about your biological parents. Don't mention the additional skills of art. Look at your academic results. I'm afraid you can't even pass the college entrance examination this time!"

"There are noble children in the poor family. You can't study by yourself. Don't you have to rely on your parents for tuition?!"

Song Zhenhua said and looked at Su Qinghuan's beautiful face with disgust!

Even if the other party looks good, he is a thorn in the face of the Song family after all!

Where is song Qianqian so sweet and lovely!

……

Song's father directly took song Qianqian's hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Su Qinghuan keeps saying that our parents have not fulfilled their responsibilities, but look at Qianqian. She has never invited a tutor in her culture class, but she is still excellent in every language?"

"Not to mention those piano certificates and painting awards! The results of the college entrance examination are coming. I believe Qianqian will go to the best school!"

Song's father was so angry with Su Qinghuan that he wanted to show off his adopted daughter's excellent resume for a while. Song Qianqian was praised by song's father, which brought back his confidence.

Song Qianqian was finally not so afraid of Su Qinghuan's light at the moment. She was moved to snuggle up to song's father, and her tone was much more tolerant and generous.

"Dad, don't say Qinghuan like that. In fact, I can learn by luck. Qinghuan's culture class is not good, but she can make up. Even if she can't be a knowledgeable talent in the future, she can be a makeup artist..."

"Poof..."

When Su Qinghuan heard this, she suddenly laughed. She looked at Song Qianqian lazily.

"Makeup artist? Sorry, song Qianqian, I can't turn you to plan my life."

Song Qianqian's face turned white, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a few tears.

"Qinghuan, I don't mean to look down on the service industry. Don't get me wrong. I just say casually. At least you still have talent in beauty makeup, which is different from you."

Her voice was timid, but she secretly belittled that Su Qinghuan had such a beautiful face by making up.

Many people present did not see Su Qinghuan's original plain face, and they couldn't help wondering if she was a master of changing her head after makeup.

Su Qinghuan smiled at the speech.

"Indeed, unlike some people, they are the same ugly before and after makeup."

"You --"

Song Qianqian clasped his palms with his fingernails, and his heart almost exploded!

This damn bitch!

……

When people around heard that Su Qinghuan didn't give face, their original favor for her suddenly disappeared.

Sobbing around, he realized that Su Qinghuan Guang had only a good skin bag, but he was actually a straw bag without any culture!

"Hey, Su Qinghuan doesn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Is that too uneducated? It's said that she can't even pass the two exams. She can't get this degree at all in the circle!"

"Yes, I really lose the face of the Song family!"

Hearing those comments, even Shen Zhiyuan, who was originally amazed by Su Qinghuan, returned to his senses.

He was originally a heavy Yan control. Although he had seen Su Qinghuan before, at that time, the girl always bowed her head and had a boring inferiority complex. Today is a real glimpse of her face.

Shen Zhiyuan doesn't have deep feelings with song Qianqian. Originally, he was thinking that the object of his real engagement was the real daughter of the Song family. Should the Song family change to Su Qinghuan.

But now it seems that marrying Su Qinghuan really can't do it!

There is no shortage of beautiful women in upper class society. Without some connotation, they can't go on the table!

……

Song Qianqian knew that public opinion had been put on her side, especially when she saw that her fiance's eyes were no longer glued to Su Qinghuan like glue. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Shen Zhiyuan.

"Brother Zhiyuan, let's do the opening dance?"

Shen Zhiyuan nodded and gently took song Qianqian's arm with a smile.

Song's father loved his adopted daughter most. He immediately made a look and motioned the orchestra to start playing.

In an instant, the melodious sound of silk and bamboo emerged, lined with the fragrance of birds and flowers, making people feel a little better.

In this formal outdoor banquet, the protagonist always dances the first dance with the most different meaning.

Song's father almost didn't think about it, so he decided to let song Qianqian start, completely ignoring the existence of another daughter at home.

……

However, when Shen Zhiyuan and song Qianqian were going to the center of the red carpet, a cold female voice disrupted their movements.

"Wait a minute, are all the candidates for the opening dance just asking me?"

They looked back in amazement and saw Su Qinghuan standing lazily next to the hot spring, with hibiscus like face and willow like eyebrow. What a beautiful woman.

When the orchestra stopped playing, song Fu was so angry that his mouth tilted.

"Can you dance social dance?"

Su Qinghuan nodded and looked very calm.

"I watched a club performance in high school. I remember the dance steps."

“……”

Just watch others jump and say you will?!

Father song was furious when he heard the speech!

"Su Qinghuan, stop fooling around. I'm afraid you don't even have a partner?"

Su Qinghuan glanced lazily across the crowd.

Many childe Gordon were afraid of being chosen as her partner to make a fool of himself.

Just then, an elegant and magnetic male voice cut through the dead silence.

"Miss Su, do I have the honor to invite you to dance?"

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[it will be more... But it is estimated to be after zero]