After saying that, Song Meihua rushed to her side.
Song Qingqing didn't hold back either, immediately raising her leg and kicking her in the waist, sending her and the stone flying far away.
There was another thud as something heavy fell to the ground.
Song glanced at Qian Jianye, who was now powerless to retaliate, and then walked towards Song Meihua.
Seeing this, Song Meihua, who was lying on the ground, shrank back in fright and screamed, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! Go away! Go away!"
Unfortunately, Song Qingqing ignored her roar and continued to move steadily toward her.
It was like stepping on Song Meihua's heart, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.
"Qingqing, I am your aunt, your own aunt. I have raised you for ten years, fed you, and provided you with shelter. You can't treat me like that." The leg that she broke last time hadn't fully healed yet, and the constant fussing over it these past few days had made it hurt a little again.
If Song Qingqing were to harm her again this time, she might really end up bedridden and unable to get up.
Thinking of this, Song Meihua was filled with fear and trepidation, and her body involuntarily shrank back.
Just then, a melodious, angelic voice appeared, giving her a chance to escape again.
"Gently, stop now!"
No matter what, my aunt is still our biological aunt who adopted us ten years ago. Even if she's not good, you can't... "Slap slap slap..."
Suddenly rushing forward to plead for Song Meihua, Song Qingyi was slapped repeatedly across the face before she could finish speaking.
Only after Song Qingyi's head was beaten black and blue did Song Qingqing push her aside.
"Qingqing, why did you hit me?" Song Qingyi staggered back a few steps, staring at Song Qingqing in disbelief, not understanding what was wrong with her.
She was just offering her some advice, and she got beaten up before it even started.
"Oh, I saw you were itching to do it, and you couldn't resist. Is that a problem?" What a nuisance. She wants to stand up and pretend to be a good person. Do you think she has the time to watch her perform?
"What are you doing?" Before the words could even leave his mouth, three more slaps followed, "Slap slap slap."
Song Qingyi was speechless.
She was afraid that if she spoke, the other person would come up and hit her again.
Her face was already swollen; if she continued to be hit, she would be disfigured.
If it's really ruined, she'll have nowhere to cry.
Although her beauty was not as stunning as Song Qingqing's, she was still a beauty in the making.
How could Song Qingqing ruin it?
Thinking of this, Song Qingyi could only leave with tears in her eyes.
But before she could take two steps, Song Qingqing's infuriating words rang out behind her again, "You still put on such an eye-searing performance? Be careful, or I'll make you pay for my eye drops."
Don't embarrass yourself in public again, understand?
She was so angry, so angry! That bitch Song Qingqing, how dare she say such things to her!
Okay, very good, she won't let her get away with this.
She will definitely show her what the consequences are if she doesn't let herself be manipulated, become her stepping stone, or dare to oppose her.
After Song Qingyi left, Song Qingqing finally had time to tidy up Song Meihua.
But when she turned around to look, she found that Song Meihua had already disappeared somewhere.
Qian Jianye was lying on the ground, unconscious.
Song Qingqing was in a good mood as she strode out of the residential area.
Having gotten revenge for both old and new grudges, I felt much better.
But joy can turn to sorrow, and this happens all the time.
Sure enough, Song Qingqing happily headed towards the entertainment street, only to be caught red-handed by Zhao San, who was waiting there.
Because she wasn't paying attention for a moment, by the time Zhao San came rushing towards her with a gleaming knife, she only had time to avoid hitting her heart.
But his left hand was the victim; he felt a sharp pain in his arm and blood spurted out.
"Go to hell, go to hell, you bitch, you bitch, go to hell!" Zhao San shouted like a madman, intending to draw his knife and deliver a few more blows.
But before he could do anything, Song Qingqing grabbed his throat and slammed him against the wall.
"Bang, bang, bang..." Zhao San crashed into the wall next to him, leaving a large crater, before he finally met his dream again.
"Sure enough, as long as the skin is thick enough, it is impervious to swords and spears."
"Look, there's a huge crater in the wall, and this guy only has a scratch." Looking at Zhao San's blood-covered face, Song Qingqing said this and sent him straight to the police station.
After an hour of negotiation, and upon learning that Zhao San might not be able to get out for more than ten years, she finally felt relieved and went to the hospital.
But what she didn't know was that as soon as she entered the hospital, Sikong Xingchen quickly found out and was furious. "Investigate! Anyone who laid a hand on her, don't send them to the police station, send them straight to the underground mine."
"Yes," Old Wang heard the last sentence and silently mourned for those who had no sense of propriety. Of all people to offend, why did they have to offend someone their boss cared about? Wasn't that just courting death?
Old Wang acted swiftly; the seven Zhao brothers vanished the very next day.
They left only one letter at home, explaining that they were going out to work, and then there was no further news.
Initially, Zhao San was only tasked with driving Song Qingqing away and preventing her from opening a shop on Huanle Street. However, Li Liangtian, the owner of Jiujiu Supermarket, was also evicted by the developer on the afternoon of the same day that Song Qingqing was discharged from the hospital and returned to her shop.
They also stated that from now on, no shops in this new area of Huanle Street will be rented to them.
Li Liangtian felt that Song Qingqing was definitely messing with him, so he angrily ran over, pointed at Song Qingqing's nose and started cursing, "You jealous bastard, you lunatic, you can't stand that my business is better than yours, can you!"
"Aren't you smug about seeing me get kicked out by the developer?!"
"Go home and see a doctor if you're sick, don't act crazy here."
Who's jealous of you? If I'm jealous, it's someone who's jealous of the whole street.
Why would I be envious of your shabby shop?
"Go somewhere cool and stay there." Song Qingqing laughed in exasperation, put down the cucumber, and started arguing with Li Liangtian.
"Pah! You shameless vixen, did you seduce the developer's boss and sleep with an old man, which is why the developer kicked us out."
"Shameless thing, already using your body at such a young age, what will you be like when you grow up?" These words were spoken by Li Liangtian's wife, Jiang Wenwen.
During this time, she was not unaware of how much the street had changed since Song Qingqing came here.
Without saying anything, first they made her build the iron shed by herself, and then two powerful security guards came.
Recently, I even heard that the developer plans to build a free restroom with a faucet behind her shed.
Everything seemed to be serving this woman.
All of this happened after this woman arrived.
She didn't believe that an ordinary high school girl could have the ability to change the winds of an entire street.
If anything, it could only be that she sold her body, using it to get those old men to do this for her.
If this still doesn't prove that she has a relationship with the developer's boss.
She would never believe it, not even if you beat her to death.
"You must have eaten a lot of shit! You're so full that you're spewing filth from your mouth." Song Qingqing was furious and threw a bitter melon into Jiang Wenwen's mouth.
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