But for some reason, coupled with his outrageously handsome face, he was damnably alluring.
Song gently bit her lip, and after a long while, she didn't pounce on him or do anything to him.
"Why do you look so unhappy? Is it because of your studies? It's okay, I can tutor you on weekends from now on." Seeing Song Qingqing's worried face, Sikong Xingchen assumed that she was troubled by her studies again, so he immediately offered his services.
His words immediately diverted Song Qingqing's attention.
"Really?" Sikong Xingchen was a doctoral student; if he tutored her, she wouldn't have to worry about improving her grades. "However, it won't work this weekend. Our school is organizing a trip to Tieshu Village for a field trip..."
"Then let's start next weekend." Sikong Xingchen made the final decision. He had reviewed all the senior year courses in the past two days, so it was a piece of cake.
After saying that, he reached out with his long arm and gently pulled Song into his arms.
Song Qingqing, without paying attention, pounced on him, and unfortunately, her lips ended up on his neck.
The next moment, Song Qingqing noticed that the other person's body suddenly tensed up and their breathing became heavier.
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
The two piercing gazes above her head were like enhanced laser lights, penetrating directly into the depths of her heart.
He exposed her sordid thoughts to his view.
To ease the awkward atmosphere, Song Qingqing could only bring up school matters to distract Sikong Xingchen, "Ahem, did you do something at No. 1 Middle School?"
Why were the teachers and principal so enthusiastic towards me after you appeared?
"Hmm," Sikong Xingchen's voice became hoarse, as if something was hidden in his throat.
And his body suddenly became burning hot. Song Qingqing shifted uncomfortably, and then…
Their eyes met; one's starry eyes were as deep as an abyss, while the other was embarrassed and didn't know how to react.
"Don't move!" Sikong Xingchen suddenly pressed Song Qingqing's head against his chest, as if his missing heart could only return in this way.
Song Qingqing dared not move again, and the two remained in this position for a long time before finally reaching the other side of Huanle Street.
"I'm leaving now." After saying goodbye to Sikong Xingchen, Song Qingqing pushed her bicycle and rushed towards the store as if she were escaping.
But what she didn't see was that her ears and face were incredibly red.
The car slowly drove away, and a few strange noises could be faintly heard coming from inside.
It looked as if something had broken, or as if someone had struck something hard with a hammer.
Song Qingqing was unaware of all this. She was rushing towards the vegetable shop when she was stopped by someone before she even got there.
"What brings you here?" Song Qingqing looked at Shi Xiaocao calmly, wondering why her stepmother, who never sought her out, was blocking her way today.
"Your dad wants to take you two sisters to Pengcheng. Did you agree?" Shi Xiaocao didn't mince words and went straight to the point.
"Whether I agree or not is my own problem!" Song Qingqing parked her bicycle, crossed her arms, and stared at Shi Xiaocao.
The latter rubbed his nose unhappily, and said with a long face, "I advise you not to agree."
"You know, Shenzhen is a big city. Girls from small counties like yours will only embarrass yourselves if they go there."
"Even if it's embarrassing, it's our own business, what's it to you!" What a pain. If you don't want them to go, just say so. Why beat around the bush like this?
Song Qingqing curled her lip in disdain, looking at him like he was watching a clown.
Shi Xiaocao choked, her breathing becoming erratic, "Everyone should have self-awareness and self-understanding."
Don't you guys have any self-awareness?
Do you really want to embarrass your father in Shenzhen, to make him lose face and become a laughingstock?
"What's it to you? Whether we lose face or not is up to your dad. Who do you think you are?"
He actually dared to spout nonsense in front of me, isn't he afraid of hurting himself?
"You're meddling in everything, do you want to be a figurehead?" Damn it, you keep saying they're shameful, but what exactly is shameful about them?
"How dare you talk like that? Have you no manners?"
I am your stepmother, your elder. You have no respect for elders and no manners at all.
Someone like you thinks you can embarrass yourself in a big city?
"Don't you even look at your own despicable character?" Shi Xiaocao stopped pretending. As long as she could dissuade Song Qingqing from going to Pengcheng, she would accept being called a wicked stepmother.
Actually, that's who she always was.
"You son of a bitch, you must have eaten a lot of cow dung today! Your breath is so strong, who are you trying to suffocate?"
Whether we go to Shenzhen or not is none of your business.
My dad is happy as long as he's happy.
Oh! I see. You obviously can't make decisions for my dad, so you came here to put on airs and try to scare us away, right?
I'm telling you, no way.
The more you try to stop us from going, the more we want to go.
how?
Is she afraid we'll fight with Song Qiansui for the family fortune? Song Qingqing was deliberately trying to provoke her; she actually had no intention of going to Pengcheng.
I don't know why Shi Xiaocao would come looking for trouble again.
She had already refused.
Sure enough, as soon as she said that, Shi Xiaocao's chest heaved violently with anger. She pointed her right index finger at Song Qingqing and after a while, she cursed, "You shameless thing, you still want to fight with my Qiansui for the family property? Don't you even know what gender you are and what gender my Qiansui is?"
"You're all skin and bones, yet you want a share of the inheritance? Dream on! With me here, you won't get a single cent." She paused, as if remembering something, then her face turned indignant again. "I knew it! Why did that bitch Song Qingyi agree to go to Pengcheng so quickly? Turns out, she had the same idea in mind."
OK!
You two sisters are really something, each one more cunning and calculating than the other.
I think Weiguo has misjudged you. You're not some innocent little rabbits; you're clearly big bad wolves.
"What? Can't women divide the family property?"
Legally, sons and daughters have equal inheritance rights.
"Don't you know, stepmother?" Seeing Shi Xiaocao jumping up and down in anger, Song Qingqing smiled.
"The law doesn't count, my family counts for the country. As long as he values my son, you can forget about getting your hands on the family property." Shi Xiaocao was so angry that she actually talked about the family property with Song Qingqing in public.
Isn't this blatantly telling everyone that their family is rich?
Otherwise, why would she get so angry?
"Oh, people can change. How can you be so sure that Dad will always love his son? Maybe one day he'll be disappointed in his son and start to like his daughter?"
"Impossible. What man doesn't love his son? A son is the one who carries on the family line."
What is a daughter anyway?
That's something that will eventually be married off to someone else's family and bring them good fortune.
The country would never value you.
"So you're a thing! I understand now, hello thing."
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