Song Qingqing finally spoke up, "It is said that rumors stop with the wise, and everyone should learn to think independently."
I'll say it again: I will never donate blood, nor will I agree to do so.
"Qingqing, how could you do this?" Song Jiajia was alarmed when she heard that Song Qingqing still didn't intend to donate blood even after all this.
"Why? Please look at my face, isn't it white?"
Song pointed to her face and, before anyone could speak, continued, "Yesterday I was injured in an accident, lost too much blood and fainted. I only recovered after receiving a blood transfusion."
I would have to be crazy to agree to donate blood.
If you don't believe me, you can look at my injuries.
After saying that, Song Qingqing showed the blood-stained gauze on her arm.
In an instant, everyone's attention turned to Song Jiajia.
It turns out she was lying; the claim that the other party agreed was all just her side of the story.
Song Qingqing has suffered so many injuries, how could she possibly agree to donate blood? Does she not want to live anymore?
"My God! This woman has been lying the whole time. How terrifying."
"My God, she's making a fool of us. Does she really think we're idiots?"
"Don't say it again, this person is a drama queen."
"I even wrongly accused her, and almost caused someone's death. This girl is so heartless; she actually tried to drive her to suicide. The woman had already lost too much blood, and she still wanted her blood. This is practically trying to kill her!"
"That's right, this is going to kill her. If Song Qingqing is really forced to donate blood, she'll probably die here."
"What a vicious girl! I will never trust a single word she says again."
"......"
Her ears were surrounded by accusations from people who had started criticizing her. Song Jiajia was furious. She had planned everything perfectly, so why did this mishap happen?
Why did Song Qingqing get injured? Is it just a coincidence?
What a coincidence!
Song Qingqing thought to herself, and then felt a sense of satisfaction as she looked at Song Jiajia's increasingly unpleasant expression.
But why would she do that?
Could it be that he just doesn't like her? That's possible.
No matter what Song Qingqing thought, she would never have imagined that Song Jiajia had come for her bowl of blood.
It's not simply about causing her trouble.
"Qingqing, I didn't. I didn't know you were injured. If I had known, I definitely wouldn't have said that."
You misunderstood me.
"Waaah..." Seeing that all was lost, Song Jiajia could only pretend to cry and run away.
But the persona she had been maintaining collapsed at that moment.
"Song Qingqing, you just wait! If this plan doesn't work, I have another one!" Song Jiajia ran all the way home.
Unexpectedly, I saw Galan Xiong here.
"Dad, you have to help me. You have no idea how much I've been bullied at school." Song Jiajia put down her schoolbag, sat down next to the other person, and began to cry.
After hearing this, Galanxiong did not show much change in expression, but simply said "Oh".
"Dad, why are you reacting like this? Your daughter is being bullied, aren't you worried at all?"
In fact, Song Jiajia had long realized that Jia Lanxiong was not a good father.
But there's nothing we can do; he's rich, after all.
As long as you have money, nothing is a problem.
"So what do you want to do? Do you want me to go to the school and tell the teacher?" Galan Xiong asked calmly.
His words startled Song Jiajia.
What?
Go to her school?
What if he sees Song Qingqing and recognizes his daughter?
She hasn't had enough of the good life she has now, with servants to do her bidding.
She hasn't found a rich man to marry yet.
He absolutely must not find out that Song Qingqing is his daughter.
"No, no, no, that's not necessary."
However, I wanted to treat my classmates to cake to build a closer relationship and hopefully make them more friendly towards me.
"No problem, I'll pay you later." As for the money, Jia Lanxiong could provide it.
Meanwhile, on the other side, in the empty mountains of Kyoto.
As soon as Sikong Xingchen returned, he was immediately invited into the Sikong family's ancestral hall.
Sikong Leiyun, the patriarch of the Sikong family, sat in a high position, with two young girls massaging his legs and shoulders.
Upon discovering that Sikong Xingchen had returned, they immediately dismissed them.
"You're back?"
"yes"
This is how Sikong Xingchen greets his grandfather when they meet.
The two were indifferent to each other and didn't care much about each other.
"Yesterday I received a letter from Xinghai. You can guess what it contained."
There was no small talk, no concern; they went straight to the point.
Upon hearing this, Sikong Xingchen's expression turned fierce for a moment.
Seeing this, Sikong Leiyun sighed inwardly. Sure enough, his grandson had fallen in love with a mutant, and a village girl at that.
"Xingchen, you must remember your identity. You are the future patriarch of the Sikong family."
"You're also an Exterminator, so there's absolutely no way you and that girl can be together."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Xingchen retorted, "Grandpa, this is my freedom."
Sikong Leiyun laughed. Freedom?
The future ruler will not be free, nor will the future patriarch. "You want freedom, unless you die."
"......"
"Next month, the youngest princess of the Lou Kingdom will come to marry you. You will stay here and leave after the wedding."
After Sikong Leiyun finished speaking, he turned and left, not giving Sikong Xingchen much of a chance.
Upon seeing this, Sikong Xingchen paused for a moment and then began to walk up to the top floor.
Nearly a hundred patterns were engraved on it.
These patterns are all of the mutants hunted by the ancestor Sikong.
He didn't think these patterns were bad before, but now he finds them particularly jarring.
"As long as I am here, I will never allow Qing'er's image to appear here."
As he spoke, he slammed his hand on the pillar beside him.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, a book fell from the top of the pillar.
Sikong Xingchen looked puzzled, picked it up and examined it, then suddenly laughed.
Song Qingqing was unaware of these matters; she was currently busy with matters at the vegetable shop.
Her shop, which had been shut down last time, was reopening today.
There were no discounts, and no advertising.
Business was booming on the first day of opening.
The vegetables sold out before they could even be put on the shelves.
Song Qingqing and the others were very happy.
The same thing happened on the second and third days.
The weekend is here in the blink of an eye.
Song Qingqing returned to Zhongtang County and learned from Zhang Xiaoyan that Li Xiaohong and Li Xiaohan, a brother and sister, had both left the area.
And it was on the very first day she disappeared.
This incident made Song Qingqing realize that neither the Li siblings were good people.
It's very likely that they are Yin Xiaozhi's people.
Wait a minute, Li Xiaohong and Yin Xiaozhi seem to have similar figures, except for their faces and slightly larger breasts. They really do look quite alike.
Could it be that Yin Xiaozhi is Li Xiaohong?
Song Qingqing was startled by this idea.
After a moment, she thought it was actually quite possible.
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