"Alright, class is starting, everyone disperse!" Song Qingqing didn't take Xiong Jian's words seriously. After calmly finishing her sentence, she led Zhang Xiaoyan and Kong Rongxian to the infirmary.
When the three returned to the classroom, the students were quiet for a moment, but then quickly returned to normal.
Song Qingqing didn't care, and before she knew it, it was time to get out of school.
Whether it was fate or not, on her way back to Huanle Street, Song Qingqing ran into Yin Xiaozhi, Sikong Xingchen's god-sister.
The other person was still as cheerful as ever, skipping and hopping over to Song Qingqing, "Are you Xingchen's little lover here?"
Yin Xiaozhi said some outrageous things, but her tone was still very happy.
Looking at Yin Xiaozhi, whose face was innocent and cute but whose mouth was spewing unpleasant words, Song Qingqing felt that this kind of person was terrifying.
She could actually make a happy expression and say such things, but when the other party made a move, she still had to respond, "Who said I'm a lover?"
"Does anyone need to say it? Anyone with eyes can see it."
From status to social class, the two of you are worlds apart.
After finishing her sentence in one breath, Yin Xiaozhi still had a smile on her face and was full of joy. "Would you mind having a cup of tea with me?"
After saying that, she turned around and skipped towards the nearest teahouse.
Song paused for a moment, then followed.
The two sat down by the window, and as soon as they sat down, Yin Xiaozhi spoke up again, "Have you never seen a man more handsome than my Xingchen brother?"
I've never seen anyone more handsome than my Xingchen brother.
His good looks are well-known in Beijing's social circles.
I can understand if you become hopelessly infatuated with him.
Because any woman who meets my Star Brother will feel like she's fallen for him at first sight.
Besides, my Xingchen brother is so handsome and charming.
It's perfectly reasonable that you would willingly become his mistress.
Any village girl would have made the same choice.
So you didn't do anything wrong, you just need to be self-aware.
You and my Starry Sky Brother are worlds apart, destined never to be together.
It's okay to play around with it, but please don't take it seriously!
After all, my Starry Brother will have many more lovers like you in the future. You are not the special one, nor are you his final destination.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Smiling broadly at Song Qingqing across from her, Yin Xiaozhi clenched her small hands tightly where Song Qingqing couldn't see.
"Oh! Really?"
Song Qingqing leaned back and looked back at Yin Xiaozhi with an ambiguous expression. Her composure was not at all like that of a country girl who was not fit for high society.
“You two are from completely different worlds, and Brother Xingchen only treats you as a plaything. You mean nothing to him.”
As soon as Yin Xiaozhi finished speaking, Song Qingqing suddenly made a fanning motion with her small hand, "Can you smell something?"
What?
Yin Xiaozhi froze, her ever-smiling face momentarily blank, and the next moment, her face almost collapsed on the spot.
Why do I suddenly smell the stench of jealousy?
"Can't you smell it?"
Song Qingqing said with a serious expression, and then opened the window with extreme disgust.
Yin Xiaozhi was so angry that her small chest heaved, but she calmed down after a short while.
"The mud on the ground should have the awareness of being mud."
If mud still dreams of one day flying into the sky and becoming a cloud, that's just wishful thinking.
Mud is just mud; it can never fly to the sky, let alone become a cloud.
"Do you understand?" Yin Xiaozhi was still trying to persuade Song Qingqing to leave Sikong Xingchen on her own initiative.
If something can be accomplished simply by talking, why put in more effort?
However, Song Qingqing will not give up on Sikong Xingchen easily.
"I understand?"
You mean you'll never be able to fly up into the sky and become a cloud? I think you're absolutely right.
Although you are a bit short, not as good-looking as me, and have an average figure, it seems like you are not up to par in any way.
However, your weight is not light, so you definitely can't be made into a cloud.
Unless you're reincarnated as a cloud in your next life.
Upon hearing Song Qingqing's words, Yin Xiaozhi couldn't contain her joy for the first time, and immediately grabbed the tea in her hand, intending to splash it on Song Qingqing's face.
But Song Qingqing kept her eyes on her, and she was quick-witted and nimble-fingered.
The moment Yin Xiaozhi started pouring tea for him, he grabbed the teapot, held her hand, and poured the tea over her.
"Ah!" Yin Xiaozhi exclaimed and stood up, wiping the water off her face, immediately attracting the attention of the others in the tea room.
Everyone stopped their conversation and turned their attention to Song Qingqing.
"Ah! Why are you doing this to me? Why? What did I do wrong that made you pour me a pot of tea?"
If the water hadn't been warm, Yin Xiaozhi definitely wouldn't have had time to hold Song Qingqing accountable right now.
Instead, he immediately went to the hospital to see a doctor about his injury.
"I only said that your identities are not compatible, is it really necessary for you to get so angry?"
You two are from completely different worlds and can never be together. As my brother's plaything, you should behave yourself and not covet things that don't belong to you.
Waaah... How could you do this to me?
Song Qingqing watched as the other person began to perform, from a happy smile to a sharp one, and then to tears.
Wow! That's quite a master!
Even Song Qingyi can't compare to this level of strategy.
Look at her incredibly convincing performance; anyone would mistake her for a vicious woman.
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