Chapter 125: Using Tools? (Update 2)
Qiao Zhiyuan raised her chin slightly and looked at her as if she were superior.
Song Shengsheng's reaction was completely different from what she had imagined. There was no trace of sadness or pain on his face. Instead, he frowned and looked at her with resentment in his eyes: "I'm going to eat. I'm starving."
She's so hungry she wants to bite!
Song Shengsheng is the kind of person who gets angry when he gets angry.
Qiao Zhiyuan was simply stunned. Didn't she understand what she said?
"Comrade Song Shengsheng, are you listening to me?"
"I heard it." Song Shengsheng smiled and said, "Then, female classmate, did you listen to what I said?"
Qiao Zhiyuan felt that it was very difficult to communicate with her. She did not play by the rules at all and her thinking was completely different from that of normal people.
Does she really not mind?
One's own marriage is nothing more than a tool being used.
Qiao Zhiyuan was silent for a moment and gave way, but she still followed Song Shengsheng, as if her words were the most righteous behavior: "Comrade Song Shengsheng, I didn't come here with bad intentions today. I just came to tell you the truth."
"Your husband chose to file a report and marry you, not because he liked you that much, he had no feelings for you at all. Your marriage was not pure from the beginning, and I think you must feel bad for being used as a tool."
"To be honest, it may sound a bit harsh."
"But you and Fu Cheng are not a good match. You are not worthy of him."
Song Shengsheng walked forward with his head down, trying hard to put the voice in his ears behind him.
This person always said things she didn't like to hear.
Moreover, this person seemed to be even worse at reading facial expressions than she was. How could she continue to talk so much to her when she was already making such a grumpy face?
Song Shengsheng stopped, even though she felt a little upset.
But in front of people who have bad intentions towards her, she tries her best to appear indestructible and strong as if nothing can hurt her.
Song Shengsheng nodded, not quite understanding, and uttered three words: "It's okay."
Qiao Zhiyuan felt like her punches were hitting cotton and the pressure was of no use at all.
She didn't understand: "It doesn't matter? How can it not matter? Now we are advocating a new society, free love, voluntary marriage! Are you willing to be treated like a tool? Maybe in his eyes, you were no different from a socialist book at that time, both of you can be used."
Song Shengsheng raised her little face, the sunlight fell on her pale face. Although her heart was torn to pieces by these abrupt words, she looked calm. She blinked her eyes and said, "I originally wanted to marry him because of vanity."
"He had a salary of more than 100 yuan a month, and he also had food coupons and a house for me."
"I'm not at a disadvantage."
"I don't care why he married me, isn't it enough for the two of us to live a good life together?"
There is really nothing wrong with what Song Shengsheng said.
Qiao Zhiyuan didn't expect that she was so merciless and realistic! She actually went there just for the good treatment and good conditions.
But now they are all caught by her.
The noble and kind-hearted Xue Luo got nothing and could only be sad in silence.
Qiao Zhiyuan despises this kind of people the most.
For money, for material things, anything can be sold.
Qiao Zhiyuan sneered and said, "I have never seen anyone like you before. You are short-sighted, shrewd, and have no sense of morality or shame."
Song Shengsheng didn't seem angry at all, instead she asked with a smile, "Are you flattering me?"
In fact, Song Shengsheng felt that this righteous female lesbian came out of nowhere.
It's really easy to talk without any pain in the waist.
So what if she is just calculating? Is there anything wrong with making her life better?
This man is so filled with righteous indignation.
Those who don't know would think that she committed murder and arson, which is punishable by death.
Qiao Zhiyuan was choked by her words and was almost angry to death.
The Qiao family are all revolutionary predecessors. Qiao Zhiyuan was born into a family of good origin and has never suffered hardship since birth.
She only has a strong sense of morality that she learned from textbooks.
I don't understand what real suffering in the world is.
To some extent, she is indeed a little out of touch with the world and believes that noble moral qualities are more important than the reality of having enough food and clothing.
If a person abandons good morals, he is shameless, and even if he is alive, he will live in endless shame.
Qiao Zhiyuan shouted, "I'm not exaggerating! You are so shameless."
Song Shengsheng was not used to this young lady, and she was certainly unhappy when she was scolded for no reason.
"It's none of your business what happens to me."
"Good dogs don't block the road, get out of the way!"
Even in the countryside, Qiao Zhiyuan had never been told this: "Who are you calling a dog?"
Song Shengsheng put on a simple expression: "Whoever gets in the way is the one."
Then, she added, "If you don't leave, I'll tell Fu Cheng you're bullying me when I get home tonight."
Qiao Zhiyuan finally discovered it.
Those with dignity cannot defeat those without dignity!
"Who bullied you?! I was just telling you the truth."
When Qiao Zhiyuan spoke to her just now, she still had an air of superiority, but this sense of superiority had already been shattered by Song Shengsheng's few words.
She was not afraid that Song Shengsheng would complain, because she had never bullied anyone in the first place.
Qiao Zhiyuan thought so in her heart, but still left dejectedly.
She is not in a hurry because the school is so small.
The truth cannot be hidden. Song Shengsheng's deeds will soon spread to every corner. Let's see if she will be embarrassed to stay here in the future.
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Song Shengsheng was really hungry.
When she took the food coupons given by Fu Cheng to the canteen to get food, she looked at the old teacher eagerly. She held the bowl and said, "Master, give me more. I eat a lot."
Seeing her pitiful expression, the old teacher couldn't help but give her an extra spoonful of meat.
Song Shengsheng found a corner and ate his meal in silence, his nose silently sour as he ate.
All right.
In fact, she still felt a little uncomfortable.
She used to think, and even until now, that Fu Cheng was willing to marry her, and it wasn't all because of her conspiracy.
At that time, perhaps he had a little bit of love for her, even if it was only as small as a fingernail.
So, was she being used? Was she just a useful tool?
Song Shengsheng ate the rice with tears in his eyes. After eating, he regained his strength and was no longer as listless as before.
She bit the chopsticks hard, her eyes swollen as she thought that she must go back and ask Fu Cheng, and only then would it count if she heard it from his own mouth.
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