Early in the morning, Cheng Rongrong, along with her maid Chuntao, carrying a few boxes of snacks, rushed to the door of the Song family.

"Knock knock knock," Chuntao stepped forward and knocked on the Song family's door.

In the Song family courtyard, the family was sitting around the table eating breakfast. Hearing a knock on the door, Song Qingqing put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand and got up to open the door.

When the door opened, she saw Cheng Rongrong and a surprised smile appeared on her face: "Sister Rongrong, why are you here? Come in!"

"I came to see you and brought you some food." Cheng Rongrong had a sweet smile on her face. She handed the food box to Chuntao and motioned her to follow.

Song Qingqing welcomed Cheng Rongrong into the house and shouted as she walked in, "Mom, Sister Rongrong is here!"

There was joy in the voice.

When Mother Song heard the voice, she was slightly startled. Why did she come here suddenly? Although she was puzzled, she still stood up to greet her.

The group arrived in the living room. Cheng Rongrong politely bowed to Song's mother and called softly, "Aunt Song."

A pair of affectionate eyes kept glancing at Song Zhe, the affection in them almost overflowing.

Mother Song looked at Cheng Rongrong with an expression that seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Song Zhe didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he didn't see this person. He was only busy picking up food for Chen Xiaoru. His voice was so gentle that it made people sick:

"Xiao Ru, come here and eat more meat. You look so skinny, like a little chicken. You need to eat more."

"Really? Why do I feel like I've gained a lot of weight?" Chen Xiaoru touched her waist, pouted, and said coquettishly.

"Silly girl, you will always be the most beautiful in my eyes." Song Zhe scratched her nose lovingly.

"Hate it, so many people are watching! Husband, you are so mean."

Chen Xiaoru gave a coquettish cry, and her cheeks flushed with an alluring blush, as beautiful as peach blossoms in March. She lowered her eyelids shyly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as light as butterfly wings.

Song Zhe's lips curled up into a wicked smile, and he leaned forward slightly, close to Chen Xiaoru's ear. His warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, and his low and magnetic voice sounded with a hint of teasing:

"Xiao Ru, I have something even worse, do you want to try it?"

Chen Xiaoru's ears turned red instantly. She raised her eyes, and a hint of shyness flashed in her big watery eyes, but also with a bit of imperceptible expectation.

She secretly complained to herself: "This idiot, doesn't he see that his ex-fiancée is still here? He is like this... If looks could kill, I think I would have been cut into pieces. It's really like the flower has feelings, but the water is ruthless, not to mention Song Zhe, a straight man! It's going to be a good show to watch."

Cheng Rongrong stared at the two people in front of her who were showing affection to each other, her eyes almost popped out, her teeth clattered, and she wished she could bite all her silver teeth into pieces!

She pinched her palms tightly, her sharp nails digging deep into her flesh, unaware of the blood flowing out! She hated it so much! She wanted to rush over and tear that bitch Chen Xiaoru into pieces! For what?!

How could a country bitch like her deserve Song Zhe's affection? And she, the eldest daughter of the Cheng family, could only watch helplessly as her beloved kissed another woman?! How could she swallow this anger? She was determined to make that bitch Chen Xiaoru pay the price!

Song Qingqing, this girl, looked silly, but in fact, she was as clear as a mirror. She had long smelled the smell of gunpowder in the room, but she pretended to know nothing and continued to eat, and asked Cheng Rongrong with a smile:

"Sister Rongrong, have you eaten? Do you want to eat something together?"

Cheng Rongrong snapped back to her senses. She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and forced a stiff smile on her face, but her voice still trembled slightly. "Qingqing, I came to see you after breakfast."

"Okay! You sit next to me for a while, I'll be ready in a moment." Song Qingqing pointed to the stool next to her and said.

Cheng Rongrong nodded slightly, signaling Chuntao to put the pastries she brought on the table, then found a place to sit down, but her eyes never left Song Zhe, her eyes full of unwillingness and desire.

Mother Song saw all of this, but she just sighed silently, continued to eat her breakfast with her head down, and said nothing.

Song Qingqing quickly cleared the remaining porridge in the bowl, then jumped off the stool with a thud, grabbed Cheng Rongrong's hand, and a bright smile bloomed on her face, like a blooming sunflower:

"Sister Rongrong, I'm full! Come on, let's go to my room and have a good chat!"

"OK."

Cheng Rongrong responded gently, stood up obediently, and followed Song Qingqing out of the room. Before leaving, she did not forget to look back at Song Zhe, and the nostalgia and reluctance in her eyes were obvious.

As soon as they entered the room, Song Qingqing couldn't wait to pull Cheng Rongrong to sit on the bed, and her little mouth started "da da da" like a machine gun:

"Sister Rongrong, why aren't you my sister-in-law? I really like you. You are a thousand times better than that Chen Xiaoru!" She pouted, her face full of disgust for Chen Xiaoru.

"Qingqing, I...of course I did!"

Cheng Rongrong's tears fell in an instant. She bit her lips so hard that they almost bled. She grabbed Song Qingqing's hand and said in a sobbing voice:

"But what could I do then? My parents refused to agree, and I begged them for a long time... a really long time... but it was all in vain, wuwuwu..."

"Sister Rongrong, don't cry!"

Song Qingqing couldn't bear to see her like this, so she quickly took out her handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice softened.

"You don't know, I hate Chen Xiaoru so much!" She said as she stomped her feet angrily, as if to vent all the dissatisfaction in her heart.

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