Can we still be good friends?
What about the basic trust between people?
Song Qingci was startled by his sudden shout and wrote the wrong word.
She put down her pen and deliberately annoyed Xunxun, "Roll it up! You practice too, let's see who practices better!"
Xunxun blushed with anger, "I won't! And you can't!"
Liar, betrayal of friendship!
Perhaps after he finished speaking, he felt that his tone was too bad, so Xunxun softened a little and began to reason with Song Qingci.
"Sister, stop practicing. My dad is crazy, but your dad is not. Besides, your dad is not here."
"Who are you calling crazy?"
"My dad, my dad is crazy!"
"Say that again."
Xunxun suddenly felt something was wrong.
Where does this feeling of oppression behind me come from?
Seeing Song Qingci's evil smile, he immediately rushed towards her: "Sister, you said my father is crazy, I will fight you!"
But he didn't succeed.
Because Mr. Fu San easily grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
"Dad, Dad, Dad—"
Master Fu San threw him out and said, "Don't bother your sister. I have something to say to her."
Xunxun: “Okay!”
Thanks.
He immediately rolled as far as he could.
Song Qingci stood up and wiped his ink-stained fingers with a handkerchief. "Third Master, do you want to talk to me about something?"
Could it be borrowing money?
Mr. Fu San should not be able to hide the fact that Dongzi helped her withdraw the money.
However, Song Qingci definitely did not show any reluctance in thinking this way.
She felt that Mr. Fu San should have taken action long ago!
Before the troops move, the food and supplies must be sent first.
She became anxious as there was no movement day after day.
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