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In the last life, song Qinghuan's body was obese because of hormone. She was compared by song Shuyao. But in this life, she was really embarrassed.

When people with a clear eye look at Song Qinghuan's face, they are more attractive than song Shuyao, let alone that song Qinghuan's height is also higher than that of song Shuyao.

This is the reason why Qiu Meng questioned them. With the growth of age, not only the appearance, but also the gender of the two people are also a day by day. Therefore, when song Shuyao became a monk, even if she and song Qinghuan were surnamed song, netizens did not associate them together.

It's really not like that. Song Shuyao is a white, rich and beautiful woman, but she spoils her face into the same style of Internet red. Her appearance and temperament are not comparable with song Qinghuan.

So later, the news that they were sisters was also disclosed by Hyatt's public relations department. They took song Qinghuan as a stepping stone to give song Shuyao a boost.

"Oh, song Qinghuan, what can you be proud of? It's just a cheap kind of little Sansheng. Who knows if your blood is the blood of our song family?"

After Song Shuyao scolded this sentence, the resentment in her heart immediately dissipated a lot. She just couldn't see Song Qing happy. Why, why should a third daughter of a junior have to suppress herself in everything.

She is the first lady of the Song family, and she should enjoy everything of the Song family. It is song Qinghuan who has taken everything that belongs to her.

It has to be said that sometimes the truth is in front of us. Song Qinghuan is not the seed of the Song family. The people of the Song family are selfish and focus on their own interests.

And song Qinghuan's mother is the original match of Xia Ru Nan San.

"I don't think you've figured out one thing yet." Song Qinghuan slowly wiped off the water drops on her hand. She slowly approached song Shuyao. Word by word, she said very clearly: "before my mother, Xia Runan, that is your mother, she is the whore / son of junior three, and you, as well as your elder brother song Mingxiu, are illegitimate children. I was born earlier than you."

"You fart Song Shuyao retorted without thinking, "my mother married my father. It was a match between the two parties and was protected by law."

"Oh." Song Qinghuan has a bad smile. She lowers her voice in Song Shuyao's ear. Her voice is full of temptation. "Aren't you curious why your elder brother treats me better than you do?"

“……” Song Shuyao was stunned and pale.

Song Qinghuan said softly: "that's because he is much smarter than you. He knows that he is the illegitimate son who can't see light."

Song Shuyao's Apricot eyes widened. He couldn't believe it and looked at Song Qinghuan with hatred. On the contrary, song Qinghuan had a pleasant look and winked playfully. Before leaving, he left a message to song Shuyao.

"Go and check your marriage certificate to see their registered date of marriage and your brother's date of birth."

This sentence, like a magic spell, lingers in Song Shuyao's ears.

When she went downstairs, it was already dark outside. The snowflakes stopped song Qinghuan. She looked up and took a look at the dusk sky. She breathed a deep breath. How happy it was!

A British hat with a big brim fell on Song Qinghuan's head. The brim of the hat covered her eyes and blocked the flying snowflakes.

Song Qinghuan said with tears and laughter: "go ahead, how many hats have you prepared for me?"

"A lot." Xu ningzhou raised his hand and rubbed song Qinghuan's head and said with a light smile, "it's very cute."

He really bought a lot of hats for song Qinghuan, in different seasons and different styles, but most of them were big brims that could cover song Qinghuan's eyebrows.

All this is because of Xu ningzhou's possessive desire. After all, only he can see that pair of seductive eyes.

But the same, wearing a hat song Qinghuan more like an elegant and graceful daughter.

Song Qinghuan was so spoiled by his tone that she felt an unnatural blush. She bit her lip and retorted, "I'm not a child."

Xu ningzhou rubbed her hair for a moment. After a moment, she glanced up and down on purpose. She couldn't help laughing and said, "yes, my little Qinghuan is a little sister now."

He bent over and blocked the cold wind at night with his body. He lowered his voice in Song Qinghuan's ear and bewitched him: "you can fall in love."

“……” Song Qinghuan angrily pulled down his hand, shook his head, and deliberately said with soft and cute loliyin: "No appointment, uncle, we will not."

"Little villain." The smile on Xu ningzhou's face couldn't stop. He clasped her palm with his backhand. In the snow and ice, the wind roared past her ears, and the heartbeat of each other.

The window of nanny's car came down and said to Yan Lang, "are you two going to make an ice sculpture? Come on up, I'm starving

When the atmosphere is broken, song Qinghuan's cheek is red. She shakes off Xu ningzhou's hand and walks towards the baby sitter's car in a hurry.

Xu ningzhou, like a worried old father, ran after Song Qinghuan and told him, "slow down, pay attention to the ice on the ground..." Don't fall, the front direction Yan opened the door, song Qinghuan flashed into the warm nanny car.

Xu ningzhou looked at the fleeing figure. With a smile in his mouth, he put the hand that had just held song Qinghuan's hand into his coat pocket, vaguely felt that the beautiful touch still lingered in his palm.Xiangyan raises the window, and his rebellious face is reflected on the window glass. He sits on the co pilot and looks at everything they have done outside. Xiangyan lifts his head and closes his eyes to cover up some complicated look. After Xu ningzhou gets on the bus and closes the door, Xiangyan's look has returned to nature.

The cold weather, Xu ningzhou ordered dinner for two sheep, stewed nourishing Lamb Soup and roast lamb chops.

Song Qinghuan, Qiu Meng and Xu ningzhou took Xiang Yan and his little assistant, and a group of five people went to area a of the film and television base.

Here, in Song Qinghuan's Hotel, a man in clean clothes and a mask lowers his head to song Qinghuan's floor. The man avoids the monitor in the corridor and pushes the cleaning car. First, he uses the hotel's universal room card to open Qiu Meng's door. Five minutes later, he comes out and brushes the door of song Qinghuan's room.

But this time the man stayed for a long time.

From the beginning to the end, the cleaner didn't raise his head, and what the monitor photographed was just a figure.

Five minutes later, the cleaner came out of song Qinghuan's card room, closed the door as if nothing had happened, and then pushed the cleaning car out of the corridor's surveillance camera range.

In the underground parking lot of the hotel, the cleaner quickly took off his cleaning uniform and the medical mask on his head, avoiding the camera. It was a man who took off his short hair, then put on his sweater hat, took out a black mask from his pocket, put it on, and walked straight to the parking space in area C. the front lights flashed and the man quickly pulled it off The door in the back seat got in.

The car quickly drove towards the exit. The light in the parking lot was reflected in the rearview mirror and flashed past song Shuyao's face.