"Sister is back, silly boy. Where is sister and her father? Don't cry." Song Yun comforted her brother and looked up at Song Zhenzhen. Her soft eyes instantly became cold and sharp.

"Song Zhenzhen, you really don't learn your lesson!" Song Yun took off her backpack and Song Ziyi hurriedly took it over. He lifted the big and heavy backpack easily, and ran back to the house with the backpack in one hand and the noodles in the other.

Song Zhenzhen felt insecure. She knew she couldn't show weakness if she wanted the money back, so she could only tilt her neck and shout, "I think you don't have a good memory. You took so much money from me, and you dare to deny it? Do you think Ziyi and I are fools?"

Song Yun listened to her ambiguous and unfocused words and smiled, "So many, how many? Why don't you just tell me the number instead of trying to sow discord with these half-truths and half-truths."

Song Ziyi put down her bag and ran over, "Sister, I won't believe her nonsense."

Song Yun smiled and said, "I know you don't believe me, I just want you to see how hypocritical her face is and how much truth she can really tell."

Song Ziyi's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously, "Well, my sister asked me to watch it, so I'll watch it."

Song Yun pinched Ziyi's chubby cheeks and turned to look at Song Zhenzhen again, "Why aren't you talking? Did you forget? Or can't you say it?"

Song Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and said, "Three thousand pounds, you took three thousand pounds from me, and twelve thousand of them are mine. Just give it back to me and this matter will be over. I won't tell anyone."

Song Yun reached into her pocket, actually from her storage compartment, and pulled out the severance agreement. She didn't give it to Song Zhenzhen, but gave it to Song Ziyi. "Ziyi, this is the severance agreement I signed when Song Weiguo and the others severed their relationship. Song Zhenzhen was there too. She might have been incarcerated for a few days and has developed amnesia. Please read it to her and help her recall it."

When Song Zhenzhen found out what was written on the severance letter, she screamed, "What does this prove? I gave you three thousand yuan back then. If you don't give me twelve hundred, I'll sue you."

Song Yun pulled the corners of her lips, smiled coldly, and walked step by step to Song Zhenzhen, looking down at her ugly and stupid face. "Don't say I didn't take it. Even if I really did take it, what qualifications and position do you have to claim this money? Because you are shameless and thick-skinned? Because you are cruel and ruthless?"

Song Zhenzhen opened her mouth to argue, but Song Yun didn't want to listen. She raised her hand and slapped her in the face, causing Song Zhenzhen to see stars, her face to swell and her mouth to crack.

Song Zhenzhen's shrewish nature was instantly aroused. She stretched out her hand to scratch Song Yun, but she didn't even touch a hair on Song Yun's body. She didn't know how she fell to the ground and had a mouthful of mud. She immediately spat out the mud in her mouth, got up like crazy and pounced on Song Yun again. This time, Song Yun didn't dodge or evade. She raised her hand and slapped Song Zhenzhen again, knocking her directly to the ground and almost fainting.

Song Yun shook her hands and said, "I told you not to mess with me, but you didn't listen."

Song Zhenzhen's face was swollen like a steamed bun. She slowly got up and glared at Song Yun with murderous eyes. "Just wait, just wait."

Song Zhenzhen ran out.

Song Ziyi was a little worried, "Sister, will she do something bad?"

Song Yun smiled and said, "It's okay. She can only do so much harm with her brain. She can't hurt me."

Song Ziyi felt relieved and started to ask Song Yun questions.

Song Yun picked out some things that could be said and said them, and didn't say a word to those who couldn't, but she still made the little guy happy and yearning.

After the brother and sister finished talking, Song Ziyi helped his sister boil water while Song Yun packed up her backpack and put her things away. After the water boiled, she took a hot bath and felt so comfortable that she didn't want to come out.

For her, the most uncomfortable thing about being outdoors was not not being able to eat or sleep, but the fact that she couldn't take a shower as she pleased. It was hot and stuffy there, and she was soaked in sweat every day, and she couldn't take a shower every day. The feeling was indescribable.

After taking a shower, she combed her hair in front of a mirror and found that she was at least three degrees tanned, and the skin below her neck was completely different in color.