Chapter 235

When these words came out, even Lin Wanru's face was a little tense. She slapped Lin Ping in annoyance and scolded him, "What are you talking about? Go and move the things out!"

"What's wrong? He's still her uncle after all. We're all family, so it's better for us to be closer."

Lin Ping was still unwilling. He blinked at the frivolous one and grinned.

"Zhizhi, am I right?"

Song Zhi was more than a meter away from him, but she could still smell the stench coming from his mouth. She was so disgusted that she almost vomited on the spot.

When Lin Wanru saw Song Zhi's face turn green, coupled with the surprised looks of the neighbors at the door, she felt a chill rush to her head and hurriedly grabbed Lin Ping.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Zhizhi is a girl, how can she live in the same room with you? Go and move your things out!"

Lin Wanru winked at Lin Ping frantically.

Lin Ping's mother came here this time just to get something from Lin Wanru. Now seeing that she was also angry, Lin's mother hurried over and pulled Lin Ping.

Only then did Lin Ping reluctantly say "oh".

When he turned around, he saw Song Zhi had walked into the bedroom with an expressionless face and overturned everything in the room, especially Lin Ping's things, which she threw out of the room with a bang.

Even the bedding was gathered up by her and thrown away.

The room was suddenly mostly empty.

But when Song Zhi thought about the things in her room, she felt disgusted and thought that they might have been touched by Lin Ping. She simply threw everything out.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Ping looked at his things thrown all over the floor and pointed at Song Zhi with his neck stiffened.

"Take your things and get out of my house!"

Song Zhi was not afraid of him. She looked at him coldly and kicked his thing further away.

It was unknown how long Lin Ping had lived in her room. The floor was covered with a thick layer of dirt, and there was an indescribable smell in the room, which made Song Zhi's face turn pale.

"You must clean up my room. I don't want anything in this room anymore. You must get me new ones." She looked at Lin Wanru with a cold face, "Otherwise, I will tell my dad everything that happened today."

Hearing this, Lin Wanru suddenly dared not speak.

She was wrong in the matter today, and it also attracted the surrounding neighbors. They could all testify for Song Zhi, so even if she wanted to cheat, she couldn't.

At this moment, he could only agree in a good temper and coax Song Zhi in a gentle voice.

"Okay, I'll clean it up right away, Zhizhi, don't be angry."

Song Zhi said nothing, just folded his arms and looked at her.

Lin Wanru gritted her teeth and cleaned her room as quickly as possible.

"Get me a new quilt. He messed this one up. I don't want it anymore!" Song Zhi pointed at the quilt on the ground that was so dirty it was unrecognizable and said again.

Lin Wanru gave an awkward laugh.

"Zhizhi, we don't have a new quilt at home. How about I wash it for you and you just make do with it for now?"

"Why do I remember my dad bought several new quilts before?"

How could Song Zhi believe Lin Wanru's lies?

She glanced at Lin Wanru's mother and brother and snorted coldly, "How could such good bedding suddenly disappear? Did you secretly give it to someone?"

Hearing this, Lin Wanru's face suddenly changed.

She secretly took those quilts back to her parents' home.

But she didn't expect Song Zhi to know so much.

"So where's the bedding?"

As soon as Song Zhi saw her expression, he knew that his guess was almost right.

Lin Wanru was like this in her previous life. She always secretly sent things from home back to her parents' home, from small things like pots and pans to big things like furniture and oil and grain coupons. There was nothing she would not take home.

But in her previous life, she didn't know Lin Wanru's true face, and she thought that this stepmother treated her sincerely, so she turned a blind eye and never took it to heart.

As for Song Anshan, he wouldn't care about these things.

"I suddenly remembered that there is a new bed. I'll go get it for you right away."

Lin Wanru panicked, fearing that she would tell Song Anshan about this. She quickly pretended to remember something and took back the new quilt that she had originally intended for Lin's mother to take home and spread it on Song Zhi.

Mother Lin looked at the new bedding and frowned with heartache, but seeing Song Zhi's tough look, she didn't dare to say anything.

Lin Ping, on the other hand, started to yell in dissatisfaction.

"Sister, you said you would give me this quilt, but now you're giving it to her. What's going on?"

Lin Wanru's face changed again. At this moment, she wished she could sew Lin Ping's mouth shut with her own hands.

Isn't this just bringing up something that is not related to the topic?

"What do you mean? Did you really give my family's things to others? Does my dad know about this?" Song Zhi looked at her in surprise and questioned her repeatedly.

Lin Wanru's face was frozen and she couldn't speak for a long time.

She glared at Lin Ping again before quickly coaxing Song Zhi.

"That's not the case, Zhizhi, you misunderstood. This quilt was originally bought by me, not the one your father brought back."

"What's the difference? It's all my dad's money. If I buy something with my dad's money, does that mean it doesn't belong to me anymore?"

But Song Zhi didn't buy it.

These words pierced Lin Wanru's heart.

She is now a full-time housewife, and all the household expenses are paid by Song Anshan.

Song Zhi leisurely watched her face turn blue and white, white and blue, a colorful scene that was so spectacular. She sneered in her heart. She wanted to see how long Lin Wanru could pretend.

Lin Wanru is more tolerant than Song Zhi imagined.

Even at this moment, she was still able to suppress the anger in her heart, gritted her teeth, and still spoke kindly to Song Zhi.

"It's my fault for not cooking well this time. I won't do that again. Zhizhi, you just got back. Do you want to rest for a while? I'll prepare some food for you."

Song Zhi raised his eyelids and looked at the gentle smile forced on her tense face, and looked at her with a higher opinion.

Lin Wanru is much more powerful than Song Ruanruan.

Song Zhi concealed the strange look in his eyes and nodded indifferently.

She closed the door.

Lin Wanru finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her face darkened in an instant.

If Song Anshan hadn't listened to his daughter in everything, she wouldn't have to be so humble in front of Song Zhi and endure all the anger.

"Sister, are you going to be eaten alive by her like this?"

Lin Ping looked at Lin Wanru like this and said in disbelief.

"How dare you say that? If you hadn't messed up her room, would she have gone crazy?" Lin Wanru glared at him unhappily.

Lin Ping curled his lips in dissatisfaction, knowing that Lin Wanru must be furious at the moment, and he was smart enough not to rush into the gun.

"What's going on?" Mother Lin looked at Lin Wanru and asked in confusion, "Didn't you say your adopted daughter was always obedient and easy to control? Why is she so bad-tempered?"

Hearing this, Lin Wanru's face darkened again. She didn't know either.

Song Zhi, who has always been gentle, seems like a different person when he comes back this time.