Chapter 53： Garbage picker

Chapter 53 Picking up garbage

Song Rui was ruthlessly exposed by her, and she couldn't save her face.

Shen said: "In any case, you'd better not say anything like this in the future! If it is really passed to Mr. Huo's ears, can you afford this responsibility?"

Zhou Manli's face turned pale, obviously thinking of the serious consequences, and gritted her teeth angrily.

"Jing Wan."

"Huh? What, what? Dad, you call me?"

The mysterious Song Jingwan raised her head in amazement, her smile pale.

"You usually have a good relationship with Xiaoyao, do you know how she met Mr. Huo?"

At Song Rui’s probing eyes, Song Jingwan’s nails were pinched into her palms, her face was as usual with just the right amount of blankness, and she shook her head, “I only remember that when I was on holiday in the villa, I seemed to like to pester Mr. Huo. I don’t know anything else. And—"She smiled bitterly, "Dad, you seem to have a lot of misunderstandings with me now, and you are obviously alienated from me..."

In a few words, she completely removed herself from the relationship.

Song Rui naturally believed in Song Jingwan, the eldest daughter who was good at everything.

He nodded and frowned, "All right, you remember to look at her afterwards, if she is with Mr. Huo again, you will—"

"father."

Song Jingwan bit her lip and whispered, "Actually, I think what my mother said makes sense. How can someone like Mr. Huo like a girl so much younger than him? And... Ning Xi also knew about it, and once told The trouble is very stiff, if this spreads..."

The niece and daughter-in-law whom I had decided on were finally with my uncle. Don’t make people laugh?

Song Rui obviously took this into consideration. He pinched his eyebrows, "Let me think about it."

After that, he turned and went back to the study.

At this time, Mother Liu came in with a beautifully packaged paper bag. She looked at the three people standing in the living room and asked suspiciously, "Who ordered this takeaway?"

Zhou Manli dropped her gaze on Song Wenchuan and sneered, "Okay, you, right and wrong! I really raised you for nothing!"

Song Wenchuan glanced at the paper bag in Liu Ma's hand and walked upstairs.

"Let it go, if Mom, you and Jingwan want to eat, you can try it."

With this arrogant look, Zhou Manli fell down in anger.

Mother Liu was holding the paper bag, at a loss, "Madam, this..."

"What's this?!" Zhou Manli closed her shawl, "I'm full of anger at night, and I am still in the mood to eat? Throw it out for me, it makes me upset!"

Want to clean up Song Yaoyao, why is it so difficult?

Sure enough, this girl was born to kill her. Not only did she look unlucky, she did nothing to please her!

She went back to the bedroom with her front foot, and Song Jingwan was left alone in the entire living room.

Mother Liu felt it was a pity that she had lost it, and asked, "Miss, would you like to eat some?"

"Pump—"

As soon as the voice fell, the girl laughed uncontrollably.

Liu Ma raised her eyes blankly, and then looked at Song Jingwan's eyes that couldn't reach the bottom of her eyes. Her red lips curled up, and she sneered, "Mother Liu, you didn't hear what she said just now? This kind of junk food will gain weight if you eat of--"

After all, she left with a light pace.

What does Song Yaoyao not eat, why should she eat? She is not picking up rubbish!

The wind blowing from the gate was chilly, and in the empty living room, Liu Ma shivered firmly.

Miss, why is she different?

Today is the humble Brin who asks for votes, crooked? Have my sand sculpture readers voted today?

(End of this chapter)