When Song Sixing said that her clothes were torn by someone, Lin Qingqing quietly tightened her waist and abdomen and held her breath.
Because she was holding her breath, she didn't dare to speak, for fear that her waist and stomach would return to their original shape if she spoke.
Seeing that Song Yibai was determined that it was Song Jin who cut the hair to pieces, Song Sixing was too lazy to say anything more to her.
He had seen his aunt call the police when they were outside before. The fact that she dared to call the police proved that she was not afraid of being slandered at all.
When the police arrive, the truth will come out.
Now no matter how many doubts he raised, Song Yibai would just stubbornly believe that it was his aunt who did it.
In front of a person who has no rationality at all, no matter how much reason you say, it is all nonsense.
Song Sixing walked up to Song Jin and placed the bag in his hand on the table in front of her.
"I ordered this in advance. It's not a very good dress, but it's slightly better than the one A-Mo bought."
He put down the bag, and his cold eyes softened slightly.
"Auntie, which one do you like?"
Song Jin looked at him in surprise, feeling that both men were crooked.
Why don't you protect the heroine and come to pamper this vicious female supporting role?
"No, I've already prepared a dress."
She glanced at the cardboard box she had just brought in.
Suddenly, I felt that this ordinary cardboard box, placed next to Song Sixing's gift box, instantly looked dull.
One even has very casual packaging, while the other has exquisite packaging, the box surface is smooth, and the gold font on the hot stamping logo looks very delicate.
Song Sixing's eyes dimmed slightly, but he didn't force it, nor did he take the gift box back.
He just nodded slightly and walked out with Song Simo, who also placed the gift box on the table.
After all, this is the girls' changing room, and there are already people gathered at the door watching the fun.
There were also a few girls carrying bags, looking at the door, as if they wanted to come in but didn't dare to.
After the two men, Song Sixing and Song Simo, left, the girl outside came in and ran into a separate changing room to change clothes.
The auditorium is now full of people, and they will start to perform in order from the first to the last according to the program list they have reported.
Li Jingxian comforted Song Yibai for a while. After her two sons left, she walked in front of Song Jin and looked at her with complicated eyes.
Song Jin sat on the chair, without even lifting her eyelids, tapping her fingers on the screen of her mobile phone.
Li Jingxian stood in front of her daughter and felt a sense of speechless embarrassment.
After all, she had given up this daughter herself last time...
She glanced at the two boxes of dresses on the table and felt her throat go dry as she thought about her request.
"Auntie..."
"Is there something wrong? Madam Song."
Song Jin raised her eyelids and smiled, but the smile was polite and courteous.
There was no resentment or injustice, as if the person standing in front of her was a familiar stranger.
Instead of her biological mother who abandoned her.
Mrs. Song...
Li Jingxian's lips trembled slightly, and her expression was a little dazed.
She looked at Song Jin, trying to see the hatred for herself in her eyes.
Even if it is hatred, at least her daughter still has her in her heart.
"Are you blaming me for leaving yesterday?"
Li Jingxian smiled bitterly.
"I didn't mean to do that. I was just mad at you at that time."
Song Jin curled her lips slightly, her eyes puzzled, "Blame you? What's the relationship between us?"
There was a hint of irony in her smile.
"Mrs. Song, you won't just ignore what you said yesterday and forget it, right?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
