But now Song Li refused to give it to her.
Hua Rongrong felt extremely aggrieved. She had a simple and innocent look to begin with, and now with her tearful and aggrieved expression, she made people feel even more pitiful and distressed.
Hua Rongrong bit her lip hard, her eyes reddened again, and tears fell again, "Xiao Li, don't you believe me? You would rather believe those strangers than me."
The formal, legal and state-supervised charity auction organization was turned into an untrustworthy stranger in her mouth.
Song Li was speechless, but said considerately, "Rongrong, don't you believe me? Don't you believe that I handed it over to the auction house just to make more money to help those poor people? Aren't you best friends? Why don't you trust me so much? You hurt my heart so much, you've gone too far, you're being unreasonable!"
Follow the path of a saintly bitch, and force the saintly bitch to follow the path of a saintly bitch.
Song Li has already determined the general plan.
Isn't Hua Rongrong particularly concerned about her "kind" vest? Then suppress this vest. After a long time, the fake can become the real.
Song Li finally saw a glimmer of hope.
Hua Rongrong was speechless and could only cry silently, using silent tears to attack.
Song Li said happily: "Rongrong, I knew you were such a kind and wonderful person. Look, you are so moved that you are crying now."
Hua Rongrong: “…”
I almost couldn't cry.
Hua Rongrong was very unhappy and full of complaints.
Her eyes swept over the dazzling array of luxury goods in the room, and the resentment, jealousy and resentment that were almost overflowing from her eyes, Hua Rongrong could only lower her head and cry to cover it up.
Without a clean handkerchief, Hua Rongrong could only use her hands to wipe her tears. The tears dripped onto the back of her hands, and Hua Rongrong felt even more aggrieved.
In the past, as long as she showed a little grievance and shed a few tears, everything would go as she wished.
But when Song Li saw her crying, not only did he not do as she wished, he didn't even take a handkerchief to wipe her tears!
Hua Rongrong selectively forgot about the two Burberry handkerchiefs clutched in her bag, and internally complained, "Hmph, Song Li talks nicely about being her best friend, but if they're good friends, why doesn't she give her a share of all her bags, jewelry, and clothes? She only gives a little each time. Song Li has a dozen of the same bags, yet she only gives her one or two. Now she's even refusing to give her the luxury goods she's donating. This is too much. Song Liming already has everything, so why is she trying to take her things?"
The more Hua Rongrong thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and her tears flowed even harder.
Song Li admired Hua Rongrong's crying scene.
Alas, if it were her turn to cry, even the most beautiful face would be covered in snot and tears, which would be unbearable to watch. Look at the heroine, her tears are like a flood that cannot be stopped, and it seems that no matter how much she flows, she can't flow away. Moreover, she flows like pear blossoms with rain, like drizzle hitting lotus flowers, so delicate and lovely that I feel pity for her.
This is probably the heroine's talent.
However, no matter how Hua Rongrong cried or how she hinted at it, Song Li remained unmoved and kept her speechless.
In the end, Hua Rongrong could only leave with her eyes red from anger, her eyes swollen from crying but still watery and bright, empty-handed, without getting anything.
Well, I just took two Burberry handkerchiefs.
But Song Li didn't notice it.
Looking at the door closing behind her, Hua Rongrong stomped her feet in anger, her expression twisted, and her sharp nails almost pierced her palm.
Did Song Li take the wrong medicine today? Or has Uncle Huo's death changed her personality? Uncle Huo isn't her relative, so why is she so upset? After all, with Uncle Huo dead, Song Li has nothing left. Humph, after all, she's just a pheasant that broke into a phoenix's nest, and in the end, she didn't get a penny. Serves her right! Karma! Who made Song Li so vicious and selfish!
Hua Rongrong was filled with jealousy and malice.
After Mr. Huo passed away, rumors spread that Song Li, the adopted daughter of the Huo family, would soon be kicked out and left with nothing. Hua Rongrong, upon hearing this, rushed over to comfort Song Li and, by the way, wanted to take some more things away from her before she was kicked out and left with nothing.
Who knew Song Li's attitude was like this, a dog biting Lu Dongbin without knowing the kindness of a good person! It was all in vain that she cared about her wholeheartedly!
As long as Song Li gave her all those jewelry, fashion, bags and luxury goods to do charity, she could give her a bite to eat after Song Li was kicked out of the Huo family and left with nothing, so that she wouldn't starve to death. She always thought about Song Li, but Song Li would rather donate the things to an auction organization than give them to her!
You really don't know how to appreciate it!
Since Song Li is so cold-blooded and vicious, she doesn't want to help her anymore.
Such a selfish and vicious woman doesn't deserve her kindness!
Hua Rongrong thought viciously, snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.
Anyway, Song Li was soon kicked out of the Huo family and was left with nothing.
Let’s see how arrogant she is then!
Hua Rongrong didn't know that Mr. Huo had left a will stating "Marry Song Li to inherit the Huo family." In the plot, it was the original owner who told her.
Song Li didn't say anything, and Hua Rongrong didn't know, so she naturally thought that it was a foregone conclusion that Song Li would be kicked out of the Huo family and left with nothing, so her attitude changed.
Hua Rongrong walked down the stairs, holding up her long skirt. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She might not be able to afford such expensive bags, jewelry, or clothes in the future...
Her already red eyes became even redder, and tears were about to fall again, dangling as she walked with big strides, looking particularly pitiful.
Hua Rongrong was walking in a hurry and bumped into the maid who was walking towards her.
"Sister, I didn't mean to do that. I'm really sorry. Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Hua Rongrong apologized immediately, her face full of guilt.
The maid looked to be in her fifties, with fine wrinkles on her forehead. She was overjoyed when Hua Rongrong called her "sister".
"It's Miss Rongrong. It's okay. I'm fine."
It was just a minor bump and nothing serious, but Hua Rongrong looked worried and concerned and asked her if she felt unwell and wanted to go to the hospital for a check-up.
The maid was immediately moved. Miss Rongrong was gentle, kind, and polite. She treated them like elders. If only Miss Rongrong could be adopted by the master, and not be that savage and vicious woman.
The maid noticed Hua Rongrong's red and swollen eyes, clearly from crying, and immediately asked worriedly, "Miss Rongrong, what's wrong with you?"
Hua Rongrong suddenly trembled all over, as if she was very frightened. She shook her head violently and said excitedly, "I'm fine. No one bullied me, and no one hit me."
After Hua Rongrong finished speaking, she glanced in horror at the direction of Song Li's room upstairs, lowered her head and ran away as fast as a frightened rabbit, as if something terrible and vicious was chasing her from behind.
She was not wrong. No one bullied her or beat her.
If others misunderstood her, there was nothing she could do.
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