boom......

A shop with a rent of 10,000 yuan a year!

The entire audience was shocked!

If this is true, then Song Qingyi's two stores must either be large in size or in a good location.

Moreover, with rent so expensive, the money earned will only be more than the rent.

Is it ten thousand, twenty thousand, or thirty thousand?

By the way, Song Qingqing just said that she earns three or four thousand a month, so does that mean she earns thirty or forty thousand a year?

Oh my god?

This...this is truly beyond everyone's imagination!

Wang Xiuhua was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and she could fit an egg in her mouth.

Her left hand trembled uncontrollably, and it took her a long time to finally fall back onto her thigh.

She never imagined that her days of hunting geese would end with one geese pecking at her eye.

She thought she was wise and experienced and had seen through her two granddaughters long ago, but she didn't expect that each of them was more cunning than the last.

Song Qingqing didn't mind, after all, they had never really spoken properly to each other.

Moreover, the other party had only recently started operating.

But Song Qingyi was different; she wasn't too bad to this granddaughter.

She had plenty of time to tell her all of this, but she had no intention of revealing anything at all.

"Yi Yi, your third uncle really didn't expect that you would have accomplished such a great thing two years ago."

With a monthly income of three or four thousand, a house and a car, how dare you ask my Qianmi to rob Qingqing?

As a result, my son Qianmi listened to you and is about to go to the juvenile detention center. Shouldn't you give us a compensation of ten or twenty thousand? Song Weijia does not engage in production. Although he bought a house with the money, his family is now having difficulty even eating.

Now that they've discovered Song Qingyi is the real rich person, they're even less likely to let her go.

He didn't care whether his son Song Qianmi was harmed by Song Qingyi or Song Qingqing; all he cared about was getting the money.

Anyway, there's no way to save his son. They've already said that once a case is filed, it can't be withdrawn. So all he can do now is get money from the Song sisters.

Once his son is born, he can buy a house in another city and let his son develop his career there.

"Third Uncle, I didn't. I really didn't ask my cousin and younger cousin to rob Qingqing."

She's just making this up.

I don't have any money either? All that talk about earning three or four thousand a month is just nonsense. What's written on these papers is fake, all of it is fake.

"Qingqing has never told the truth; don't believe her."

Song Qingyi was also anxious. What if the Song family insisted on asking her for money?

Her money is hers, and no one can get a single penny of it.

Upon hearing this, Song Qingqing added again, "Yes, everything I said was a lie."

Therefore, the owner of No. 8 Huangcheng Construction Road is just someone with the same name and surname as you, Song Qingyi, and listed on the same household registration.

As soon as Song Qingqing said this, Wang Xiuhua immediately yelled, "Song Qingqing, you good-for-nothing!"

You're still trying to justify yourself. Do you think we're all fools?

The facts are laid bare before us, yet you still refuse to admit it.

Okay, then we'll go to the city now, to No. 8 Jianshe Road, and see if it's your house.

After saying that, Wang Xiuhua got up from the ground briskly, not at all like an old woman who needed a cane.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingyi knew that she had lost this time, and lost badly.

But she absolutely could not let Song Qingqing get away with it.

"Grandma, let's not talk about my matter for now. You can deal with He Qingqing's matter first." She was clearly trying to pass the buck to Song Qingqing.

The onlookers expressed their disgust towards her.

"Pah! She just said she was my real sister, but now that Qingqing has exposed her for lying, she immediately turned her anger towards Qingqing. She's the most ruthless sister I've ever heard of."

"Exactly, no one else does being an older sister like this."

When trouble comes, he uses his younger sister as a shield; when things are fine, he hides in the background and makes a fortune.

He even made his sister drop out of school! Pah! He's not human.

"It's disgusting. How could Qingqing have such a disgusting sister? No wonder she slapped her a few times right away. She only knows how to harm her sister. She deserves to be beaten to death."

"They deserved to be beaten to death."

Surrounded by voices of condemnation, Song Qingyi, facing such a scene for the first time, instantly lost control of her expression and directly attacked those who were speaking, saying, "Our family's affairs are none of the business of outsiders to interfere and judge."

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd started pointing and whispering, comparing her to Song Qingqing from beginning to end.

"Neither lightly beautiful nor lightly kind, it turns out that ugly people are always up to no good."

"I think she's just jealous, jealous that Qingqing is prettier than her, that's why she treats her like that."

"She must be inherently malicious; she can't stand seeing people around her doing better than her."

"Exactly, exactly. A born bad egg."

"......"

Faced with another storm of public opinion against her, Song Qingyi, a woman full of scheming, was no match for the barrage of criticism and ended up fleeing in shame.

As soon as Song Qingyi left, Wang Xiuhua and the others immediately followed, afraid that she would hide and become unfinished.

They rushed along, only to discover that Song Qingyi actually wanted to leave Zhongtang County by car, which was not good.

Wang Xiuhua immediately gave orders to her henchman son, Song Weimin, to bring the man over.

Upon receiving the order, Song Weimin quickly brought Song Qingyi back.

A group of people arrived at Song Meihua's house, tied Song Qingyi to a small stool, and began to demand that she hand over all her money and house.

How could Song Qingyi possibly agree? She remained silent.

When Song Meihua, who was standing nearby, learned that Song Qingyi actually owned a house, a car, and savings in Huangcheng without telling her, her own aunt, she was so angry that she grabbed a shoe and hit her.

"You, Song Qingyi, you actually fooled all of us."

Last time, I tried to get the card back for you, but I got beaten so badly by that slut Song Qingqing that I couldn't get out of bed.

I asked you to take us to the city for treatment, and you actually rented a place for me to stay.

"You still complain that we spent your money?" Speaking of what happened last time, Song Meihua took the shoe sole and slapped Song Qingyi's beautiful face twice.

"You worthless piece of trash, you clearly have tens of thousands of yuan and two shops that can lay eggs, but when I asked you to help me buy a new house, you couldn't even part with it."

They even made me go and rob that stinky slut Song Qingqing, which caused me to break my leg.

You must compensate me for this loss.

Don't be reluctant to spend it. You're a money-losing good-for-nothing. What use is so much money to you?

In the end, won't it just benefit someone else?

Song Meihua's words struck a chord with both Wang Xiuhua and Song Weijia.

In their value system, no matter how capable or how much money a woman is, she will only benefit someone else if she gets married.

Therefore, after Song Meihua said this, Wang Xiuhua and Song Weijia also began to brainwash Song Qingyi.

But Song Qingyi's mind is more complex than a dragon fruit seed; how could she not see through their plans?

Ultimately, they were all acting in their own self-interest.