"I was just asking her why she didn't just die..."
Looking aggrieved, Song Jiaojiao wiped her eyes and said, "But she should have known very well that I was just joking, but she took it seriously and slapped me without thinking..."
Recounting the story of being slapped by Song Lan with a mix of truth and lies, Song Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with resentment: "I'll definitely make her pay later, so she'll know that I didn't take those two slaps for nothing!"
"In my opinion, you deserved to be beaten."
Luo Yueqin looked at Song Jiaojiao expressionlessly and said, "I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen such an incurable idiot as you."
"mom!"
Song Jiaojiao raised her voice: "Why are you saying that to me?"
"Did I say something wrong?"
Luo Yueqin really wanted to crack open Song Jiaojiao's skull to see how she could have given birth to such a stupid child. She saw that Song Jiaojiao's eyes were full of disdain and said, "Any smart person would know to leave some room for maneuver in their words, especially when talking to someone they don't like. They would never say their dislike to the other person's face."
"And you, knowing full well that your relationship with Lanlan is just so-so, still insist on getting closer. It would be one thing to just approach her, but you went in without thinking, and you had no restraint, blurting out all those shady thoughts. If I were there, before Lanlan even had a chance to lay a hand on you, I'd have given you a couple of slaps first!"
"I asked her why she didn't just die, what was so shameful about it?"
Clearly, Song Jiaojiao hadn't listened to Luo Yueqin's words. She looked indignant and said, "If possible, I hope she dies as soon as possible. If a miracle happens, I'll definitely set off firecrackers to celebrate!"
"Your mother is right, you are indeed hopeless."
After saying this, Song Weimin turned and walked back to his study with a sullen face.
"..."
Song Jiaojiao's eyes were filled with hurt. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time. She could only watch Song Weimin's figure disappear from the living room.
"Mom, didn't you and Dad let that brat and her man eat at home?"
Song Ning asked Luo Yueqin, and upon hearing this, Luo Yueqin's face darkened, and she said, "I tried to keep her, but I couldn't."
"How could she be so disrespectful to you and Dad? No matter what, we've raised her for nearly twenty years. Even if she had some unpleasant experiences with us before, it's all in the past. Why should she hold onto it and not even have time to sit down and have a meal with you and Dad? She just has to come to our door and leave?"
What a slut! She married into the Qin family by virtue of her parents' connections. Putting aside everything else, her husband's handsome appearance alone made her jealous and wish she could take his place and become the eldest daughter-in-law of the Qin family.
Song Ning was consumed by jealousy, especially when she thought about her boyfriend. She longed to replace Song Lan, become the eldest daughter-in-law of the Qin family, and spend her life with a perfect man like Qin Yanzheng.
As the saying goes: comparing people will only lead to misery, comparing goods will only lead to waste.
Before meeting Qin Yanzheng, she thought her boyfriend was perfect in every way.
He is about 180 cm tall and, while not particularly outstanding in appearance, he can still be described as handsome.
Another thing is to have a decent job.
—Driving for the factory leaders.
Before today, Song Ning was quite proud of having a good boyfriend. When she went out, she would hold her head high, and whenever someone asked her if she had a boyfriend, she would happily nod and reply, "Yes."
When asked what his partner does for a living, he immediately said "driver," emphasizing that he drives for his boss.
Receiving those envious glances, Song Ning's vanity was greatly satisfied.
But when she saw Qin Yanzheng today, she felt as if she had seen an eternity. At the same time, she felt that there was nothing about her boyfriend, Han Xuedong, that satisfied her.
Therefore, at this moment, he tried his best to speak ill of Song Lan in front of his mother, Luo Yueqin, in order to relieve his jealousy and dissatisfaction.
“The fact that Lanlan came to wish your father and me a Happy New Year shows that she still cares about us. As for why she didn’t stay, it’s not that she didn’t want to, but that she had to rush back to cook lunch for her father-in-law and the rest of her family.”
Luo Yueqin had no idea what Song Ning was thinking. She said without any emotion, "Compared to Lanlan, who was able to come to our house today, Jiaojiao didn't even make a phone call to her adoptive parents."
"I'm not going to make the call."
Song Jiaojiao was furious with her adoptive parents, Song Sanhe and Li Jumei. Whenever she thought about how the two of them stopped treating her as their daughter over the trivial matter of being twelve when she went to the countryside, and how they watched her work hard in the fields day after day, her heart was as hard as stone.
Since he no longer cares about her, why should she shamelessly call to wish him a Happy New Year?
Besides, she didn't remember the brigade headquarters' landline number.
How do I make this call?
"If you don't want to fight, then don't. When you get back to the village, bring some gifts and visit the door."
Luo Yueqin gave Song Jiaojiao some instructions.
"Mom, you haven't let go of your previous idea? You want me to get closer to that peasant family so that the relationship between you and Dad and that bitch Song Lan can be eased?"
Song Jiaojiao's rejection was all too obvious. She looked directly at Luo Yueqin: "I don't want to do something so undignified. Besides, I told you in my letter that from the very first day I went to the village, not a single member of that peasant family was willing to talk to me. Even though I would occasionally wander in front of them, in their eyes, I was always like air."
They completely ignored me, letting me toil away day after day. Anyway, there's absolutely no way I'd go back to Shisong Village to visit them!
"Keep being stubborn!"
Luo Yueqin glared at Song Jiaojiao and said, "Go or not, it's up to you. I'll emphasize this to you again today: if you and Dongze don't get anywhere, you'll be farming in the countryside for the rest of your life. Don't even think that your father and I can find a way to transfer you back to Beijing."
After saying that, Luo Yueqin returned to her bedroom with a cold face.
"Weren't you so capable? How come you can't even handle Chen Dongze?!"
Song Ning mocked Song Jiaojiao: "Could it be that the other person thinks you're full of petty schemes and is afraid that one day you'll scheme against them and leave them with nothing, so they don't want to date you?"
"You're my sister, how can you be so jealous of your own sister's success? You accuse me of being scheming, but are you some kind of pristine, untainted saint yourself?"
Song Jiaojiao also gave a mocking look: "I saw it all clearly. When that bitch Song Lan and her man appeared in our living room, you practically glued your eyes to them..."
Before Song Jiaojiao could finish speaking, Song Ning angrily interrupted her: "If you're sick, go take your medicine. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Her cheeks were flushed red; she was embarrassed!
"It's understandable that you're angry and embarrassed, but let me give you a piece of advice: if you want Han Xuedong to break off the engagement, you should set your sights on that bitch Song Lan's partner."
With that, Song Jiaojiao withdrew her gaze from Song Ning and prepared to return to her own room.
"I'm not as crazy as you to fall for a man who still has feelings for that brat."
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