Chapter 93 Who is suffering?
She thought about it over and over but could not come to a conclusion. Then she heard a knock on the window. Tian'er was not there, so Wanxiang went forward and opened the window.
I thought there would be no one there as usual, but there was a man in black standing in the corridor.
His face was hidden behind the mask with a cold sheen, leaving only his eyes visible.
"I'm here to get something as ordered."
"But Master Pei."
"Exactly."
Song Ci wrapped the beans carefully, put them back into the wooden box, handed them to Wanxiang, and took out the remaining silver bills and handed them over as well.
In the end, the other party only accepted the things and stuffed the silver back into Wanxiang's hand.
"My master said that if there is any money left, you can take it as payment for your hard work."
"Thank you very much, young master." Song Ci didn't mind having too much money.
She would need money for many things in the future, so of course the more the better. She had been harassed by those two people at the auction house today, so she deserved some hard work money.
Looking at the more than ten thousand silver notes left in his hand.
She smiled and decided to buy a good carriage.
A dreamless night.
On the second day, compared with the good atmosphere in the third room, the first room seemed much more depressing.
Song Rouxi's eyes were red and swollen from crying. Boss Song had a sullen face and didn't say a word. Li Yao hugged his daughter with heartache and kept comforting her.
"As long as everyone is alright."
"How can I please the Queen without my zither!" Song Rouxi pushed Li Yao away angrily.
Boss Song said in a bad tone, "This is all your own fault. You let someone take it away out of the blue. You couldn't even keep the things you had."
Song Rouxi simply couldn't believe that these were the words coming from her father who had always loved her.
Her father has always been very good to her and never blames her if she makes mistakes.
"Father! How can you blame me for this!" Song Rouxi's eyes were bloodshot. "Yesterday, the wheel of the cart broke, and the driver went to check it out. I saw that he was still a long time away, so I asked Yunxi to check it out as well. As a result, someone took the opportunity to come in and took the things away."
She didn't say that the seven thousand taels of silver were also taken away.
She wanted to keep it for herself!
Now it's all gone. Her heart is bleeding, that's a full seven thousand taels, not a small amount.
"Don't you know that maybe it's someone's plan?"
"Who would hurt me like this? I have never offended anyone." Song Rouxi burst into tears.
Boss Song frowned impatiently, "Think about it, does anyone know that you bought this piano?"
Song Rouxi was about to say that no one knew and Zhong Ziwen would not frame her, but the words were on the tip of her tongue, then she changed her mind and thought, doesn't Song Ci know too?
Could it be her?
The more she thought about it, the more certain she became. Song Ci knew that she had the piano and had always been jealous of her, so it must be her.
Thinking of this, she didn't bother to explain and immediately said, "Dad, it must be Song porcelain."
"Song Dynasty porcelain?" Boss Song frowned, not understanding.
How could Song Dynasty porcelain have such a quality?
Song Rouxi pulled his sleeve, her tone extremely firm, "Dad, believe me, it must be her!"
There can be no one else but her."
"Are you sure?" Boss Song rubbed his brows. "If you are sure, Dad will go with you to the third room. We must find this zither."
"good!"
Song Ci's family of three were happily sitting together having breakfast when a group of uninvited guests broke in.
Song Lao San stood up, looking puzzled. "Brother, what brings you here so early in the morning?"
Boss Song's face turned grim as he looked directly at Song Ci, who was leisurely enjoying her breakfast at the table. "Third brother, since you asked me this, I also want to ask you why your niece treated Rouxi like this! In what ways did our eldest family let you down?"
"What is big brother saying? I don't understand. Don't be anxious, sit down and drink some water, and then talk slowly." Boss Song made a gesture of invitation, but unexpectedly Boss Song didn't appreciate it at all.
She pushed him away, walked a few steps to Song Ci, and said threateningly, "Call Qin out now, or else don't blame your uncle for not remembering our friendship."
Old feelings? When had they ever thought about them? If they had even considered the old feelings, they wouldn't have reached this point.
Song Ci looked puzzled, "Uncle, what did you say? Your niece doesn't understand."
Seeing her like this, Boss Song sneered, "Since you won't listen, don't blame me for being rude. Come, lock up the Third Miss and send someone to search the courtyard of the Third House. Search every room carefully. I don't believe that we can't find the piano."
Tian'er walked out from the side and stood in front of Song Ci.
Boss Song laughed sarcastically, "Do you really think a mere little girl can protect you?"
The servant beside him hurried forward and tried to push Tian'er away to grab Song Ci. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was grabbed by Tian'er. With a "click", his hand broke.
The other servants who wanted to move forward hurriedly retreated.
The scene was chaotic for a while.
"Asshole! You have such a vicious mind that you actually allowed your maid to hurt others!"
Song Ci retorted, "If my uncle hadn't wanted someone to attack me, my maid wouldn't have hurt anyone."
"Okay." Song Lao Da hurriedly looked at Song Lao San, "Third brother, are you going to watch your daughter being rude to me, your uncle?"
When Qiao Xianglan heard this, she immediately looked over nervously, fearing that Song Lao San would stand on the side of Song Lao Da.
Her husband was good in every way except that he cared too much about his family. He was also very filial. These were all good qualities, but in a family like the Song family, they became flaws.
Song Lao San did not speak immediately, but asked: "Brother, if you want to arrest someone, you must explain clearly why you want to arrest him."
Seeing that Song San didn't give in immediately, Song Lao was furious and pointed at him, "Okay, okay, you don't even listen to me, your brother. No wonder you raised such a rebellious girl. Rouxi, quickly tell your uncle what's going on."
Song Rouxi's face was full of resentment, and her eyes seemed to be filled with poison as she looked at Song Ci.
He simply explained the auction house incident, "No one else knows about this except Song Ci. So, she must have taken it."
"Why are you so sure that Song Ci will steal your zither?"
Song Rouxi didn't even want to speak, "Because she's jealous of me. She's been jealous of me since she was a child. She's jealous that everyone treats me well but not her. She hates me, so she stole my piano.
Uncle, I know you've loved me since I was little, you'll believe me, right? Song Ci has offended me time and again, are you going to watch me suffer?
As she spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks and she looked at Song Lao San with weak and pitiful eyes.
Song Rouxi remembered that her third uncle used to love her the most.
Even Song Ci had to stand aside!
As long as she could get her uncle to stand on her side, Song Ci would be in agony. She would make Song Ci suffer!
Song Lao San pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up. Song Rouxi stared at his lips, eager to hear him scold Song Ci.
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