Before Song's mother left, Qingyin dropped a bombshell: "Mother, now that Niannian has returned home, she's also a member of the Song family. I plan to change her name and have her take my surname."
Song's mother: "..."
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At first, I was shocked and bewildered by what my daughter said, but later I was overjoyed to understand.
"Yes, we should change Niannian's surname so that that bastard surnamed Liu won't cherish you. Niannian should belong to our Song family."
After venting her anger, Song's mother walked out with an air of superiority.
Qingyin smiled as she looked at Song's mother.
Seeing the young lady's radiant smile, Biyao couldn't help but smile as well.
Biyao is Song's head maid, but now that the eldest and youngest young ladies have just been brought into the mansion, and the youngest young lady is being cared for by Song's mother, Song's mother is afraid that the youngest young lady will be scared, so she temporarily took away Qinghe, the head maid of the young lady, to take care of the youngest young lady herself. But the eldest young lady is now without anyone, so she has asked Biyao to stay by the eldest young lady's side to take care of her.
Biyao had met the young lady before, when she was with the madam and saw the lively and beautiful young lady begging the madam to let her go out to play...
Back then, the young lady was also very beautiful, but perhaps it was a case of the onlooker seeing more of the game, but when Biyao looked at the young lady who had just returned, she felt that the young lady, who had seemed sickly when she first came back, had a certain inexplicable aura about her.
A seductive, fragile, and utterly decadent beauty.
As Biyao pondered this, she couldn't help but stare blankly at Qingyin lying on the bed.
"Biyao, you're a little thirsty, please pour me a glass of water," Qingyin asked palely, her voice somewhat hoarse.
Biyao poured a cup of warm tea without stopping.
Qingyin took a sip, and a sickly flush rose to her face.
The beauty's black hair fell to her temples, and the flush on her cheeks, perhaps due to illness, made even her captivating eyes appear exceptionally bright, seemingly exuding a certain allure, or perhaps just an unintentional glance.
This made Biyao stare blankly again.
True beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin.
At this moment, although Biyao did not see Qingyin's face reach its peak, she had already foreseen that her young lady's ex-husband would definitely regret divorcing her.
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