"Brother Song".

Su Tian discovered that this girl named Xiao Hui was really good at changing her expression. She had been so hostile towards her since she entered the room, but she became shy when she called Song Zhe.

Song Zhe did not respond; he had no idea who this Xiao Hui was.

Whenever she saw him, she would call him "Brother Song" in a high-pitched voice, like an old hen, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged woman quickly spoke up to try and ease the awkward situation.

"Oh dear, it's been so long, has your Brother Song forgotten who you are?"

It's true, when he was at home, he would always ask you to come over to Aunt Chen's house more often, but you never did.

"Look, even your brother Song has forgotten who you are."

"Oh, Xiao Zhe is busy with work, it's normal for him to forget. He's usually with Xiao Yu." Grandma Song smiled and dodged the question.

She disliked the mother and daughter a bit; they were calculating and petty, trying to please without giving anything in return, and were quite mercenary.

But Feng Zhu was her daughter-in-law's good friend, so she couldn't go too far and could only patiently deal with them.

Pang Xiaohui noticed that Song Zhe ignored her when she called out to him, so she glared fiercely at Su Tian.

She looked at Su Tian's long, smooth, and shiny hair, which was braided into a small floral braid and hung in front of her chest, making her look playful and beautiful.

Thinking of her own frizzy hair, and looking at Su Tian's delicate features and confident smile, compared to her own ordinary appearance, hostility surged like a tide.

No wonder she seduced Brother Song; she looks like a vixen and is good at seducing people.

She had seduced Brother Song so much that he didn't even know who she was, and her heart was instantly filled with surging hostility.