“Over the years, Sun Zhiyuan has taken advantage of being my fiancé to swindle a lot of things from me, from clothes and jewelry to writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, including many antiques, which were all part of my dowry prepared by my grandparents and parents.”
"Since you're going, Uncle, then bring it back for me too. I'll write you a list."
After finishing her sentence, Song Qinghe went to the study, quickly found paper and pen, and rummaged through the original owner's memories, writing down one by one the things she had given to Sun Zhiyuan.
The Song family truly lives up to its reputation as a century-old family; even the paper and pens used in their study are of great quality.
Huzhou brushes, Huizhou ink, Xuan paper, Duan inkstone.
If Song Qinghe hadn't specifically practiced calligraphy in school and written the beautiful "Zanhua Xiaokai" style, she might not have been able to write it.
What was originally something I practiced for fun, just a little hobby, has now come in really useful.
I just searched the study, but I didn't see any pens or anything like that, only this.
It's clear that this century-old family still maintains some of its own style and habits.
These small items alone demonstrate the Song family's meticulousness; everything they produced was exquisite and ingenious.
Just take Xuan paper for example. In the next few decades, even a slightly better one will cost tens of thousands of yuan per ream.
There are quite a few like this in the Song family's study. I just glanced at it and there was probably a whole cabinet full, worth about a hundred dollars.
No wonder Song Pingsheng was envious and would stop at nothing to get these things away.
As Song Qinghe wrote, she thought to herself that all these things were hers, and she had become rich. She would put them into her space and resolutely not leave a single thread for the short, stout man.
Song Pingsheng was a cunning old fox. He sensed that something was wrong with Song Qinghe and worried that she might have been switched without his knowledge.
But after thinking it over and over, I still felt it was impossible.
It's impossible for Song Qinghe to have been switched.
She had been right under his nose the whole time, and the style and handwriting of her writing remained unchanged.
Song Pingsheng suppressed his doubts and looked at the list that Song Qinghe had given him.
Then, his forehead twitched, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Young Miss, isn't this a bit too detailed?"
"Detailed? It's alright!"
These things were all given to Sun Zhiyuan by the original owner.
From custom-made clothes and jewelry to small items like toilet paper and snacks, even the toilet paper Sun Zhiyuan used when he went out was written down.
Everything is exactly the same, crystal clear.
To prevent Sun Zhiyuan from denying it, even the time was clearly written down.
Who can blame them when the original owner's past experiences are playing on a loop in their mind like a slideshow?
Everything is clear: when and what happened.
Not to mention that Song Qinghe was also familiar with the entire plot of the novel; it was all too easy for her to know these things.
Give back everything you ate of mine.
Song Qinghe looked completely innocent: "These were all gifts I gave to my fiancé. Since the Sun family wants to break off the engagement, of course I have to take them back intact. Second Uncle, you don't think I did anything wrong, do you?"
How could he dare!
Song Pingsheng finally understood that Song Qinghe was a stingy person who would eat grapes without spitting out the grape skins.
As expected of the daughter of a big capitalist, she hasn't changed her businesswoman nature.
That's why we can't let her stay.
Otherwise, once Song Qinghe grows up, she will definitely pose a huge obstacle to him.
He was very unhappy.
Song Pingsheng smiled awkwardly: "Miss is right. I'll go and make him return it, and I'll also get the annulment letter for you. You wait at home and don't run around!"
Song Qinghe: "Okay, Second Uncle, go ahead!"
As for whether he'll run away or not, that's not up to him!
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