Song Rongrong and Yan Huai started arguing right at the door.
Several buttons on Yan Huai's collar were askew, and he looked extremely flustered. "Rongrong, let me explain—"
"Yan Huai, have you no shame? Which of your words are true? You've had a crush on me for a long time? You're just saying it out loud. It would be shameful for me to date someone like you!"
Song Rongrong glared at Yan Huai several times with obvious disgust and disdain.
Yan Huai's face turned red from the scolding, feeling ashamed and angry. "Song Rongrong, stop talking!"
"Now you realize how embarrassing you are, Yan Huai? You want to cultivate a romantic image, but I'm not your accessory, I'm just your junior sister. Aren't you ridiculous!"
"Let me see. I remember your junior sister is from out of town, right? The rent here is cheap, so this must be your love nest, right?"
"When did you rent it? Do your classmates know? Do they know your junior is a mistress? Are you a scumbag?"
After being berated, Yan Huai had lost all face and dignity. He gritted his teeth and said, "Song Rongrong, we haven't even talked for very long, why are you so angry?!"
Song Rongrong's eyes were completely red with anger.
She had been moved for a long time by Yan Huai's words of unrequited love, but now she realized how stupid she had been to believe a man's words!
Aren't the other men in the family enough to teach her a lesson, besides her father and second brother?
Song Rongrong grew angrier the more she thought about it, and slapped Yan Huai across the face.
"That's really despicable!"
A mark quickly appeared on Yan Huai's face, and he couldn't help but growl, "Song Rongrong!"
"Say it again!"
"You scumbag, you'll be childless for the rest of your life!"
Song Rongrong glared at Yan Huai one last time, then turned and rode away on her bicycle.
Song Rongrong cried as she rode her bicycle.
She actually liked this scumbag. He was all show and no substance. It's so shameful to have dated someone like that.
Song Rongrong was riding her bike so fast that sparks were practically flying from her pedals, so she naturally didn't notice that shortly after she left, a figure emerged from the alley.
After committing a murder, the perpetrator would return to the scene of the crime within a short period of time.
Yu Fang killed Guo Quan some time ago. He had returned once before, and this was his second time back. He had just overheard the argument in front of him.
Yu Fang squinted and walked forward. The door was not closed completely; there was a gap, and she could hear sounds coming from inside.
"If Song Rongrong finds out about this, she'll definitely tell the whole school. If everyone finds out, I'm doomed!"
Yan Huai said irritably, "Stop crying, what can I do?!"
"You'd better think of a solution, otherwise we'll both lose face!"
"Is this my fault? If I hadn't been drunk before, and you hadn't taken off my clothes, would we have gotten to this point?"
"Yan Huai, are you trying to shirk responsibility now?!"
Yan Huai roared, "This whole thing started because of you, so you should bear the main responsibility!"
Yu Fang, standing at the door, slowly curved her lips into a smile.
His hands trembled with excitement.
Song Rongrong rode her bike directly back to Heping Lane. She had been mentally prepared before going to the urban village that morning, but when the truth was laid out before her, Song Rongrong still found it hard to accept.
She was all alone at home, and Song Rongrong lay on the bed and cried for a long time.
...
Song Yingying went to the Qin family today, going directly from school.
Today, we had guests at home. A strange luxury car was parked outside the fountain. Song Yingying didn't recognize the car logo. When she went in with her schoolbag, she heard her grandfather's hearty laughter coming from inside.
The butler smiled and said, "Miss Yingying is back."
Song Yingying changed her shoes and went to the living room. As she walked through the living room, she heard noises coming from the tea room.
Grandpa and Grandma were drinking tea, and sitting opposite them was a tall man in a suit.
Song Yingying called out in a clear voice, "Grandpa and Grandma."
The man in the suit looked at Song Yingying, a faint smile appearing on his cold face.
With a smile on his face, Grandpa Qin introduced, "Yingying, call him Uncle He. He's He Chenggong's uncle."
No wonder I seem to have seen him before; he appeared at the He family's birthday banquet.
Song Yingying greeted him, "Uncle He."
Grandma Qin said to her granddaughter, "Yingying, go to the kitchen and drink the bird's nest soup first, then go upstairs to do your homework."
Song Yingying nodded, then turned and left.
The man's voice continued to come from behind the screen.
"Yingying seems to have grown taller."
Song Yingying touched her head. "Is it too high?"
That evening, He Sui stayed at the Qin family's house for dinner.
Song Yingying listened quietly to their conversation, which consisted of words she couldn't understand.
After finishing their meal, Song Yingying went upstairs. When He Sui was about to leave, Song Yingying came downstairs and stood beside her grandparents to see him off.
Once the car had driven away, Grandpa Qin met his granddaughter's curious gaze and slowly began to recount He Sui's life story.
He Sui went abroad to study at a very young age, majoring in law and finance. He started a company overseas. After the policy was relaxed last year, He Sui returned to China. He has companies not only in the capital city, but also in southern port cities and Shenzhen.
Song Yingying nodded and muttered to herself, "No wonder she was the center of attention at the banquet..."
Grandpa Qin chuckled and patted her head, "You and your brother are doing very well too."
The brother and sister are both well-behaved and academically excellent, requiring no one to worry about them. In particular, Yingying, who grew up in the Song family with many children, is open, honest, and generous, which makes Grandpa Qin very gratified.
Grandma Song gave Song Yingying some milk. "Alright, go to sleep now. Tomorrow I'll take you and your brother to the mountains."
This was arranged long ago; we chose this weekend to go fishing and relax in the mountains.
Song Yingying: "Grandpa and Grandma, I'm going back to my room now."
Before going to bed, Song Yingying reviewed and organized what she had learned that day, tidied her desk, and then went to bed.
The next morning, Qin Zheng took a car back to the old house, and He Chenggong also came.
He Chenggong didn't go to the same high school as them; he was in his senior year of high school like Qin Zheng.
"Grandpa Qin, I'm coming here with a thick skin, please don't look down on me. I heard it from my uncle last night."
"How can you talk like that? As long as your grandfather doesn't come to bail you out, you can stay here."
He Chenggong chuckled, "Yingying hasn't gotten up yet, it's already eight o'clock."
Grandma Qin glared at him, "Yingying is busy studying during the day. Studying is very mentally taxing. Sleep is the best way to nourish her."
He Chenggong, who was at the bottom of the class, fell silent.
Qin Zheng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I'll go call Yingying."
Song Yingying did indeed wake up late this morning. She hadn't slept well last night because she had some scattered dreams, and she was still rubbing her eyes when Qin Zheng knocked on the door.
We left home at 9:30 and drove north into the mountains. There's a scenic area there that was recently built. There are natural lakes on the mountain, and now that it's hot, it's a perfect place to escape the heat.
Qin Zheng took He Chenggong and Song Yingying boating. They swam around the lake, and the old couple fished by the lake.
After playing all day, Song Yingying was so sleepy when she went back in the afternoon that she couldn't keep her eyes open and slept soundly.
The car drove directly back to the Qin family home.
Song Yingying originally planned to return to Heping Lane tonight, but seeing her grandparents' expectant faces, she decided to stay instead.
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