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Chapter 165 The Wealthy Miss Who Was Wronged (22)2200+ words

"Qing Huan, you're only staying for one night anyway, and you're leaving after your birthday. You don't mind living in the servant's room, do you?"

Song Qianqian was wearing a white nightdress, her pretty face was full of guilt, but the provocation deep in her eyes did not escape Su Qinghuan's eyes.

Su Qinghuan put down her luggage indifferently, she raised her head indifferently, and met Song Qianqian with malicious eyes.

"You want me to live in a servant's room? Do you think this is appropriate?"

"Qing Huan, that's not what I meant...you misunderstood me, I didn't mean that you are only worthy of living in a servant's room..."

Song Qianqian bit the corner of her lips pretentiously, her expression was innocent and weak.

"It's just that it's almost ten o'clock in the evening. Anyway, you won't stay at home for too long. Can't I wrong you for a while? You are the most tolerant..."

"I'm sorry, I'm born with a small stomach and a small stomach, so I care about every detail."

Su Qinghuan spread her hands like a bully.

"I don't like people to put words like the Holy Mother on my head. Since Miss Song is so kind-hearted, lovely and generous, why don't you live in a servant's room and give me your room?"

Su Qinghuan would not do things like harming oneself and benefiting others, unless that person was worth it.

A white lotus like Song Qianqian, who is the mother of others, hurts others' teeth and eyes, but opposes revenge and advocates tolerance. It is ridiculously hypocritical.

……

"You, let me move out—"

Song Qianqian's eyes widened in disbelief.

Seeing Father Song and Song Zilang approaching upon hearing the noise, she ran towards the two men with aggrieved faces, her face full of tears, as if she was about to shed a few pearls of tears at any moment.

"Father, brother, Qing Huan is so unreasonable. It's too late today. I advised her to spend the night in the servant's room, but she insisted that I give her my room!"

"Father, I don't want to live in the servant's room, it's so dirty and messy... woo woo woo..."

Song Qianqian burst into tears as she spoke, and the redness at the end of her eyes really interpreted the words "pear blossom with rain" to the extreme.

Father Song felt distressed all of a sudden.

How could the precious daughter of his family be wronged to live in such a dusty place? !
……

Song Zhenhua glared at Su Qinghuan viciously, thinking that this biological daughter is just a troublesome person looking for trouble!

"Su Qinghuan, do you still have a little education? Qianqian kindly wants to take you to a birthday party, but you actually repay your kindness and let Qianqian live in a servant's room. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"She lived in my room, why should I be ashamed?"

Song Zilang also frowned when he heard the words, he hugged Song Qianqian with some distress, and looked at Su Qinghuan rather unkindly.

"How could it be your room!"

Seeing that the Song family wanted to categorically deny it, they saw the girl in front of her wearing a simple white T and jeans sneer coldly.

"You keep saying that I stole her birthday party. I want to be tolerant and grateful for her willingness to take me back for my birthday. Then, who is the real daughter of the Song family?"

"Song Qianqian occupied the magpie's nest by herself, and enjoyed 17 years of glory in the name of the daughter of the Song family. Everything about her should be mine. Just because she is willing to hold a birthday party with me, I have to thank her. What's the point?"

Su Qinghuan paused, she pointed at Song Qianqian, her clear almond eyes were filled with sarcasm.

"She dislikes the messiness of the maid's room, but she kindly asks me not to worry about it. You people always say that righteousness and morality are for my own good, so may I ask, can't you even tidy up my room in advance?"

"Song Zilang, let me ask you, if you didn't come home for a month, or even you were the one who was wronged, and you learned that your room was used as a utility room, how much better would your attitude be than mine? ?”

Father Song was so angry that his nose was crooked!

"You are arrogant!"

No matter what Su Qinghuan said, people's hearts are biased.

One is the biological daughter who was left outside and was ordinary in every way, and the other is the adopted daughter who is cared for and excellent in everything. Of course, he cares more about Song Qianqian's feelings!

……

As a young man in his 20s, Song Zilang's ability to empathize is obviously better than Song's father.

Song Zilang, who was still arguing for Song Qianqian, fell silent immediately.

When he heard Su Qinghuan's questioning, Song Zilang subconsciously made the assumption that the wronged person was himself, and he found that he really couldn't be so rational!
It may even be far more resentful and out of control than Su Qinghuan is today!

Song Zilang didn't know why, seeing Song Qianqian's timid face like pear blossoms raining down on him at this moment, he just felt a little embarrassed, and he withdrew his arm around Song Qianqian guiltily, with guilt in his eyes.

"Dad, don't blame Su...Qing Huan."

At this moment, he inexplicably understood Su Qinghuan's feelings, Song Zilang felt guilty, and wanted to treat this younger sister who was related by blood a little bit better.

Song Zilang looked stern.

"Father, who is in charge of arranging Qing Huan's accommodation? You know that there is going to be a birthday party, why didn't you pack her room in advance?"

The birthday party will be at noon tomorrow, and an open-air banquet is going to be held in the Song family's garden, so the makeup artist and others come to do the styling in the morning, which makes Su Qinghuan stay overnight.

It stands to reason that these are small things, and someone should have arranged them long ago!

Who knew that the servants of the Song family were so obedient and disobedient, and ignored this unfavored young lady of the Song family so much!
……

Song Qianqian didn't expect Song Zilang to be so probing, she panicked, and quickly clenched her fingers.

"Brother, I'm sorry... I'm in charge of this matter. I have explained it to Butler Wu. It may be that my family is busy with the birthday party recently. Butler Wu is too busy, so I forgot it for a while."

"Butler Wu?!"

Song Zilang was stunned for a moment, inexplicably, Butler Wu complained about Su Qinghuan's adoptive mother Shui Xing-Yang Hua, something flashed in his mind, but he couldn't grasp the point.

……

Father Song didn't care about Su Qinghuan's life or death at all, he didn't bother to deal with such trivial matters and went upstairs directly.

Under Song Zilang's instruction, Steward Wu was summoned soon.

Wu Fugui had been an old man in the Song family for over ten years. He knew what happened. It was Song Qianqian who instructed him to ignore Su Qinghuan's return.

Therefore, with a hypocritical apology on his face, he casually handed over a cup of tea.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Su, this matter is because Wu is old and forgetful, but it's so late today, Ms. Su, please feel wronged, don't make it difficult for us to be servants."

When Su Qinghuan saw the disgusting face of Butler Wu, she thought of her weeping adoptive mother.

"Are you forgetful?"

The little fox sneered, overturned the tea handed over by the other party, and threw it at his feet!

"I'm sorry, the Song family spent money to hire you here, not to let you eat for free!"

"Even the cup of tea is cold, and the house is not cleaned well. Why don't you just say that you are old and want to resign?"

"you--"

Butler Wu never expected that he would be asked by a little girl to get out of the Song family after staying in the Song family for more than ten years!

Butler Wu wanted to ask Song Zilang for help.

"Eldest young master, look at Miss Su's temper, I..."

However, Song Zilang stared at the overturned cup of cold tea, feeling uncomfortable.

He had never received this kind of treatment in the Song family, but Su Qinghuan, a compatriot from the same mother...

"Apologize to my sister!"

"Young master?"

Steward Wu's eyes widened in disbelief. Song Zilang clearly only admitted to having a younger sister before!

(End of this chapter)