Then she'll make her look foolish in front of the whole school, make her a laughingstock, and make her unable to stay any longer.
Having made up her mind, Song Qingyi finally felt a little better.
Before they knew it, it was time for school to let out in the morning. Song Qingyi deliberately led Tang Mingcheng to wait at the school gate early.
When Song Qingqing appeared, he immediately blocked her bicycle, deliberately trying to annoy her.
"Qingqing, I'm sorry, but the power of true love is boundless. Mingcheng and I are truly in love."
It was true love that brought us together.
I hope that in the future, you can let go of your obsession with Mingcheng and start anew.
Song Qingqing stopped in her tracks, her lips twitching.
It's true love again. What did true love ever do to you?
In her past life, when she was with Tang Mingcheng, she said it was true love.
Later, she set her sights on Sikong Xingchen, claiming it was true love.
Damn it, with so much true love, how many hearts does she actually have?
"Oh, so you two are together because of true love?"
Your true love came all too suddenly.
Those who don't know might think true love is like a road, something you can just walk on.
Song chuckled softly, instantly infuriating Tang Mingcheng.
"Song Qingqing, you don't need to waste your time. It's impossible for us."
Although you are prettier than Yi Yi, you are not as good-looking as her in any way.
She is gentle, understanding, and considerate.
She's better than ten of you.
I will never again fall for a vulgar girl like you.
You should just give up on me!
As soon as Tang Mingcheng said this, Song Qingyi gave Song Qingqing a smug look, as if to say, "You can't compare to her in anything except for your face."
"Oh! Really?"
Aside from having a face that's prettier, more beautiful, and more outstanding than Song Qingyi's, I really don't seem to have any other strengths.
But with just my face, I can easily outshine her countless times.
What should we do?
"How dare you ugly bastards compare to a girl as stunning as me?" Song said softly, touching her face as she spoke.
"As for you, Tang Mingcheng, please don't be so narcissistic, okay?"
Who has feelings for you?
Why don't you go back and look in the mirror to see what a pathetic sight you are?
"You even dare to shamelessly accuse me of having feelings for you. If you're not thinking straight, I can help you wake up."
Song Qingqing laughed in exasperation, unaware of how much brainwashing Tang Mingcheng had undergone with her.
They actually thought she still couldn't forget him.
She doesn't even look at his blind heart and eyes. She wouldn't want a man like that even if he were given to her for free.
"You're just saying that. If you have no feelings for me, why are you targeting Yi Yi?"
Song Qingqing, you don't need to make excuses. I understand how you feel about me.
But it's impossible between us.
As soon as Tang Mingcheng finished speaking, Song Qingyi hurriedly chimed in:
Qingqing, look at you, Mingcheng only said a few words and you got so angry.
Doesn't this just show that you still care about Mingcheng and can't forget him?
I know you can't stand us being together.
However, we are truly in love.
"My sister hopes you won't try to take Mingcheng from me, okay?"
vomit.....
Song vomited softly.
Just then, a voice as cold as frost appeared, interrupting the three's conversation.
Whom do you still think about?
Upon hearing this, the three of them looked together toward the source of the sound.
The next moment, Song Qingqing's eyes sparkled; it was Sikong Xingchen.
But Song Qingyi's face contorted with jealousy; it was this incredibly handsome and wealthy man again.
How did he end up here?
Why are you here?
Song Qingqing ran over happily, but before she could get close, she was suddenly spun around and fell into Sikong Xingchen's arms. "I heard that you still have feelings for another man?"
Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingqing grabbed his collar and hurriedly explained, "With you as a shining example, I must have been blind to fall for someone else."
It's all a rumor, don't believe them.
"You are my woman, so naturally I trust your judgment 100%."
Someone like him isn't even worthy of your attention. With his arm around Song Qingqing's slender waist, Sikong Xingchen, without turning his head, instructed Old Wang behind him, "Old Wang, clear the area!"
"yes"
Old Wang accepted the order and walked toward Song Qingyi and Tang Mingcheng with a menacing expression.
Upon seeing this, Song Qing took a few steps forward, rushed to Sikong Xingchen, and displayed what she considered to be her most beautiful profile, saying with a wronged expression, "Sir, this is not your home. We have the right to stand here. You cannot allow your subordinates to do this."
Sikong Xingchen didn't even glance at her; his heart and mind were only focused on the person in his arms.
“Honey, if you think she's in your way, I can make her disappear from No. 1 Middle School tomorrow.”
"I promise you'll make her disappear from your sight forever."
"No need, she's just a clown, there's no need for us to bother with her."
Besides, whether it's arguing or fighting, she's no match for me. As she said this, Song Qingqing raised a proud little expression.
Sikong Xingchen felt that she was incredibly cute at that moment.
He couldn't help but kiss her forehead, his affection as deep as water.
"For your sake, I'll let them have their fun for now."
"Um"
The two of them were completely oblivious to everyone else, treating Song Qingyi, who had been posing for ages, as if she didn't exist.
"Qingqing, we're family, let me go, let me go..." Song Qingyi, who was trying to attract Sikong Xingchen's attention, was dragged away by Lao Wang before she could finish speaking.
Then it disappeared at the school gate.
Song Qingqing smiled when she saw it.
"Are you happy?" The woman in his arms chuckled, and Sikong Xingchen chuckled softly as well.
"Yes, I was so happy to see Uncle Wang carrying them away like little chickens." Song Qingqing smiled brightly.
Sikong Xingchen silently noted down her peculiar hobby.
I plan to ask Old Wang to perform "Eagle Catches Chicks" again if we meet again in the future.
Upon boarding the car, Sikong Xingchen took out a small gift box and gave it to Song Qingqing.
I took it, opened it, and saw that it was an extremely transparent silk scarf, or more accurately, a ribbon.
"Is this a silk scarf?" Song Qingqing asked, taking out the ribbon.
"Hmm, I'll put it on you and let you try it on." Sikong Xingchen glanced at the place where the pattern had appeared last time, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.
Having said that, he took the silk scarf and leaned closer.
Song held her breath and focused intently as the other person's long, slender fingers moved back and forth along her neck.
This was a very ambiguous and long period of time.
After the other party finished, Sikong Xingchen didn't break a sweat, but Song Qingqing broke out in a cold sweat.
She quietly exhaled twice, raised her neck, and asked, "Does it look good?"
Although she didn't understand why Sikong Xingchen would suddenly give her such a silk scarf, Song Qingqing was still very happy that the man she liked had given her something.
"Beautiful." Sikong Xingchen carefully examined the other person's neck.
It's confirmed; if her pattern reappears, no one else will see it.
Only then was he satisfied.
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