Song Jin walked up to the second floor and stopped in a corner where people on the first floor couldn't see her.
Not long after, I heard the voice of Old Lady Song calling Song Simo, and the sound of their conversation.
When the last words stopped, Song Simo turned and left.
Before walking out, he turned around, raised his head and glanced towards the second floor, his black hair vaguely visible at the corner.
The smile on his lips suddenly turned bitter.
She was there and heard him talking, but she didn't want to see him.
It doesn't matter, it's normal that she doesn't want him to, he doesn't deserve to be forgiven...
Just looking at her and seeing her living well is enough.
He turned around and walked out of the old house without hesitation.
Lin Qingqing was pulled out of the kitchen by Xiaolin, looking a little absent-minded.
She wanted to marry into a wealthy family and didn't want to be the daughter of a servant, but although Song Simo seemed gentle, he was actually not easy to approach.
Also - Song Yibai lied to her, Song Simo didn't care about Song Yibai at all, he even addressed him by his full name, how close could they be?
Then what's the point of her trying to please Song Yibai?
"Xiao Lin, please clean up the table. I'm going out for a walk with the old man."
When Old Mrs. Song saw Xiaolin, she gave him a direct instruction.
Considering that Old Lady Song is over seventy years old, Mrs. Lin, who is only in her forties, can indeed be called Xiao Lin by her.
Mrs. Lin’s surname is Lin, and Lin Qingqing’s father’s name is unknown.
"Yes, ma'am."
Mrs. Lin smiled softly, nodded, and watched Mr. Song and the other man walk out. Then she let go of Lin Qingqing's hand and gently pushed her.
"I'm going to be busy now, go upstairs and do your homework."
"I know, Mom."
Lin Qingqing nodded reluctantly, and felt a little uncomfortable when she thought of Song Yibai.
Song Yibai was an orphan without parents, but he was adopted by a wealthy family. No matter what, he never had to worry about food and clothing and had plenty of money to spend.
And what about her?
But my mother is a servant!
Being a maid was so shameful that she didn't even dare to tell others that her mother was a maid, even though the salary of a maid was actually not low...
It would be better to let her be an orphan too. Maybe she can be adopted by a rich man and become a wealthy lady.
Lin Qingqing walked up the stairs with her head down and complained in her heart. When she reached the corridor on the second floor, she suddenly saw a person standing at the corner!
She was startled and a little surprised after taking a closer look.
"Song Jin? Why are you here?"
After asking this question, Lin Qingqing regretted it so much that she wanted to bite her tongue.
This is Song Jin's grandparents' home. What's so strange about her being here? Asking this question makes me seem a bit retarded.
Looking at Song Jin up close, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
Song Jin's skin is very white, but not sickly pale, and her complexion looks healthy.
As the saying goes, a white complexion can hide three kinds of ugliness. If a beautiful person has fair skin, no matter from which angle you look at her, there will be no flaw.
Song Jin had no expression on her face and glanced at her indifferently.
"Is it strange that I'm in my own home? But I never thought that you were actually a servant in my grandfather's house."
After she finished speaking, Lin Qingqing retorted excitedly: "I'm not your servant!"
Song Jin raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in surprise, "So you are my guest? We don't seem to have any friends with the surname Lin, right?"
Lin Qingqing gritted her teeth slightly, feeling the shame of being humiliated.
In school, she and Song Jin were equal, but here, she was inferior to her.
Didn’t Song Jin run away from home?
Why come back to live here!
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