Chapter 95 Taking Advantage
From beginning to end, she was measured in her actions and well-reasoned. She seemed weak, but she refused to suffer any loss.
He had really misjudged her before. The third room actually had such a powerful girl.
But fortunately, she is just a girl. As long as she is a girl, it will be easy.
"Let me go, let me go!" Old Mrs. Song's sharp voice echoed throughout the third room.
Tian'er snorted lightly, then dropped her hand unexpectedly. Old Mrs. Song was caught off guard and fell to the ground, landing hard on her butt.
"Third brother, you are just going to watch like this, you damned girl, bullying your mother!"
Facing his mother's scolding, Song Laosan frowned, felt someone pulling his sleeve, looked at his wife who was crying in pain, bit his lip and said nothing.
Song Ci could see clearly that his father still couldn't bear it and was concerned about blood ties, but he valued his mother more. His mother was bullied so badly today, and he was holding a grudge in his heart, so naturally he was unwilling to help Old Lady Song anymore.
After howling in vain, Old Lady Song slapped her thigh and cursed, "Raising you, the third wife, is worse than raising a pig. Pigs know how to be grateful. You, the third wife, are not even human beings. You don't even know the basic meaning of gratitude!"
Song Ci became impatient and looked at the eldest brother Song. "Uncle, are you going to search or not? If you want to search, find someone to testify first. If the things are not with me, then Big Sister will be punished by thirty strokes of the cane."
Boss Song frowned and said nothing. Seeing Song Ci say this, he felt that there must be something wrong.
"Search!" Song Rouxi said firmly, with a venomous look in her eyes. "The thing must be here, Dad. This daughter Qin is very useful. We must find her!"
"Okay. I don't know, who do you want to be a witness?"
"Pei Ji." Song Ci closed his eyes, opened them slowly after a while, and said in a cold voice.
This time, no one objected. In the eyes of Boss Song and Song Rouxi, although Song Ci knew Pei Ji, he was notoriously cold-blooded and ruthless, and not interested in women. How could he be biased towards a mere Song Ci?
So they unanimously agreed to this decision.
As for Song Ci, someone was needed to suppress the eldest wife and Old Lady Song, lest they deny the debt later. Given their moral character, nine out of ten would refuse to accept the punishment and would try to evade it.
With Pei Ji around, even if the other party refused, they would only be taken away and punished.
Tian'er was delivering the letter while Pei Ji was soaking in a medicinal bath.
Ah Lin stood at the door, looked at the letter in his hand, and raised his eyebrows. "I can deliver it for you, but I can't guarantee whether you are willing to do so."
Tian'er smiled and said, "Thank you for your help."
Back in the house, A Lin opened the door and said, "Sir, Miss Song San sent you a letter asking for help."
A jade-white arm stretched out from the misty tub, and a voice said in a lazy and cold voice, "Bring it here."
No one spoke in the third room.
Doctor Lin was invited to examine Qiao Xianglan and Old Lady Song.
Old Mrs. Song screamed "Ouch, ouch" and insisted that it was Tian'er who hurt her arm.
After inspection.
Doctor Lin wrote down the prescription expressionlessly: "The old lady is fine, she just used too much energy and is a little weak."
Old Mrs. Song blushed, then immediately recovered, "My arm was hurting just now, didn't you check it carefully?"
"If you think my medical skills are not good enough, please ask someone else to see you." He turned to look at Qiao Xianglan, "Madam, you are already weak, and you just got bumped. You need to rest well for half a month and avoid overwork."
Song Laosan took the prescription and thanked him repeatedly.
Song Rouxi looked out at the pitch-black night and sneered, "You said you wanted Pei Ji to be a witness. How can you invite someone like Pei Ji just by saying so? Third sister, don't be so shameless."
The hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, and looking at the empty teacup, Song Ci thought to herself what a pity. If there was water, she would immediately splash it on Song Rouxi's face.
After several unsuccessful provocations, she stared coldly at Song Ci's calm face, feeling that the other party was just pretending.
Old Lady Song rested for a while, and then she couldn't help but talk again. "Are you familiar with Mr. Pei? You invited him here just because you said so. I feel embarrassed for you. You are not well-educated after all. You have long hair but short knowledge. Do you think Mr. Pei is a dog? You bark at me just because you say so..."
"Pei, Prince Pei..." Boss Song said in a pestering voice, and calmly pulled his mother who had no idea how to control her mouth.
"Why are you pulling me..."
As a result, when she turned around, Old Lady Song saw Pei Ji's handsome face, which was magnified, standing at the door in white clothes.
It's really beautiful...
Old Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and realized that what she had just said was inappropriate. Her face was full of embarrassment.
"You called my son a dog?"
Seeing the sword flashing with cold light as it was pulled out from Alin's hand with a clang, Old Lady Song took a few steps back. If she hadn't been supported by Boss Song, she would have almost fallen down.
"Why did you ask me to come here?"
Pei Ji didn't even look at the other people in the room. His eyes, as cold as moonlight, fell directly on Song Ci.
Before this, Song Ci was actually not sure whether Pei Ji would come. She was taking a gamble and wanted to see whether the other party could be someone she could use to her advantage since she had helped Pei Ji so many times.
If Pei Ji didn't come tonight, she would give up immediately and think of other ways to plan.
"I invited Master Pei here today because I want you to be a witness."
Immediately, she recounted everything that had happened today. Pei Ji was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "Come here. Bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Write this down as evidence."
"Does it have to be so complicated?" Boss Song hesitated.
Pei Ji looked up, his eyes cold, "Master Song doesn't want to find Qin anymore?"
Their eyes met, and the usually calm Boss Song felt a surge of oppression. Even when facing his superior, a long-time high-ranking official, he had never felt such an uncomfortable feeling of being seen through.
He was just about to turn around and persuade Song Rouxi, but she didn't wait for her reaction and agreed immediately.
"Okay, I'll sign! Mr. Pei has always been fair and just, so I don't think he would be biased." She hinted at something.
Pei Ji's expression looked even colder than usual. "Of course."
The eldest wife called the maidservant around Song Rouxi and the servant of Song Lao Da together. In order to show fairness, Wanxiang and Alin also joined in.
Everyone in the main house was waiting patiently.
Looking from Song Rouxi's direction, Pei Ji's handsome face looked even more mysterious under the candlelight. She bit her lip and secretly hated Song Ci's good luck. How could she make Pei Ji treat her differently?
Is it really because the tea is good?
Should she learn it too? If Pei Ji was willing to help her, she would make tea for him every day.
The scene before her made her feel uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it. She always felt that everything in front of her should not be like this, and Pei Ji should not help Song Ci.
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