Song Yaoyao's cheat ability is to eat up the property of those who have no descendants. Now, she herself, the one who has no descendants, is alive and kicking, and has even taken away all the property.
Can she still become the beloved pet of the group, even though she's a spendthrift?
Without any hesitation, Song Qinghe took all the things that originally belonged to the original owner into her own space.
Not only that, but everything in Song Yaoyao's bedroom was also taken away: clothes, jewelry, bed sheets and blankets, even the bed and dressing table.
Inside the dressing table, they also found some cash and food coupons.
Song Qinghe glanced at it briefly and was surprised to find that there were actually 500 yuan!
It has to be said, the female lead is definitely rich.
In addition, there were many different kinds of coupons, including some basic grain coupons and cloth coupons, as well as some radio, watch, and bicycle coupons.
Without a doubt, this must have been prepared for her by Song Pingsheng.
These are exactly the things I need right now, so I'll take them all with me.
Don't get me wrong, she doesn't like secondhand goods that other people have used.
He simply didn't want to leave it to Song Yaoyao, and he also wanted her to experience what it felt like to have her home raided.
As for the things that were taken away, they can be sold or given away later, or chopped up and burned as firewood. Either way, it's more worthwhile than leaving them for Song Yaoyao.
In her previous report, Song Qinghe had considered including Song Yaoyao in the complaint.
However, considering that Song Yaoyao is the female lead in the book, she must have her own halo. I don't want to end up getting myself into trouble instead of getting her in.
Unless absolutely necessary, Song Qinghe does not intend to confront Song Yaoyao directly.
Song Qinghe quickly ransacked the Song family's house, taking everything that was supposed to be taken.
The rest... no, there are none left.
In the end, Song Pingsheng's house was just an empty shell. If he hadn't been unable to peel off the plaster himself, he would definitely have cleaned it up.
Its main characteristic is its swiftness; wherever it goes, nothing grows.
Before leaving, Song Qinghe checked the walls, turning the Song family home upside down.
Only after confirming that Song Pingsheng hadn't set up any secret room did they leave.
We can't forget anything, or she'll regret it.
After leaving Song Pingsheng's house, Song Qinghe planned to go back.
If time allowed, she really wanted to stay and see how Song Pingsheng would react.
His expression would be quite amusing if he suddenly discovered his home had been raided.
She wondered what kind of stage Song Pingsheng had set up for her, and whether it was what she had envisioned.
When I got home, I saw several suspicious figures not far away, seemingly busy splashing something near the Song family's old house.
It has a slightly pungent smell, like tung oil.
Is Song Pingsheng planning to burn down the Song family's old house?
Hey, isn't this like a pillow being delivered to someone who's sleepy?
Song Qinghe was immediately delighted. The Song family's old house was a wooden structure, a genuine ancient building.
Such houses have one drawback: they catch fire easily.
Unexpectedly, Song Pingsheng was quite in sync with him; perhaps it was because he so desperately wanted him to die.
This way of dying was exactly what she had imagined.
Song Qinghe glanced at the busy underlings and Song Pingsheng supervising the work, then returned home openly and legitimately.
The rosewood furniture and other items that I had originally set aside are still unpacked.
I'll take this opportunity to move a bunch of stuff into the space, so I won't be too late later.
Song Pingsheng was still making arrangements, and while doing so, he didn't forget to ask the people he had sent to keep watch.
"Are you sure you didn't see Song Qinghe go out?"
"No, Mr. Song, I've been here the whole time. If she were to go, I would definitely see it."
"Besides, look, the light upstairs is still on. She wouldn't have turned it on if she weren't here!"
When Song Pingsheng heard him say that, he also looked up and saw that the lights were indeed on on the second floor of the Song family's old house.
In the distance, you can still see a slender figure busy inside the house, moving back and forth, casting a shadow.
That makes sense. Song Qinghe is a young woman and doesn't know many people in Shanghai, so she probably wouldn't go out in the middle of the night.
A fierce glint flashed in Song Pingsheng's eyes: "When you make your move, be decisive and make the fire bigger. Make sure to burn her to ashes."
The subordinates immediately agreed, saying, "It's just arson, isn't it?"
They have experience with this.
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