Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu looked at Song Zhenyu's tear-filled face and were stunned. Guilt flashed through their hearts.
However, this emotion was only fleeting.
Tan Zhen said, "I know it's not easy for you, but as his sister, you can't possibly not give him a betrothal gift when your brother is getting married. That's not right."
"Have I not given enough money? I've only been working for half a year and he asked me to buy a car for 200,000 yuan, but I still gave it to him. But do you know how I gave it to him? I borrowed money from someone, and it took me more than a year to pay it off, "Song Zhenyu continued.
Song Zhenyu continued, "After buying the car, he still asked me for 3,000 yuan a month for living expenses, and I still gave it to him. Isn't that enough?"
Tan Zhen said, "Buying a car is buying a car, and betrothal gifts are betrothal gifts. These are two different things. Besides, he doesn't have a job. As his sister, it's only right for you to give him some living expenses."
Song Feiyu complained, "I only asked for a 200,000 yuan domestic car, and you still have so many complaints. There's also an older sister in our village who gave her brother an Audi A6 and even bought him a house in a big city. We're both sisters, but the difference is too big. "
Tan Zhen added, "That's right. She hasn't even gone to college. What about you? You're not as successful as her even if you go to college. "
Song Zhenyu knew the woman that Song Feiyu was talking about.
She was a girl in her early twenties who found an old man in his sixties and became a rich woman. Of course, she was rich.
How could Song Zhenyu be envious of her "success" through this method?
Song Zhenyu wiped away the tears on her face and said coldly, "No matter what you say, I don't have the betrothal gift money, and I can't afford it."
Song Feiyu immediately panicked and couldn't help but tug at her mother's sleeve.
Tan Zhen thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you borrow 200,000 yuan when you bought your brother a car? Go and borrow some more money to make up for the 800,000 yuan betrothal gift."
Song Zhenyu became angry at the mention of borrowing 200,000 yuan. "I have to thank you for this. It's because of that 200,000 yuan that I don't even have a friend now."
Song Feiyu had an idea and said, "Sister, you're so pretty. There must be a lot of guys chasing you. You should have a boyfriend, right? Just ask your boyfriend to give it to you. "
Song Zhenyu said, "I feel really 'honored' to have a family like you. I don't want to harm others, so how would I dare to find a boyfriend?"
Tan Zhen said angrily, "Listen to what you're saying. Are you even human? I'm just asking you to give your younger brother a betrothal gift. You're making it sound like I'm asking for your life."
"It's my bad luck to have such a sister." Song Feiyu sighed.
At this moment, a hotel staff member came to the half-opened door and knocked on it.
"Mr. Song, Ms. Tan, it's time. Please settle your accounts first. Otherwise, we'll have to resort to legal means."
Tan Zhen did not panic at all. She pointed at Song Zhenyu and said,
"My daughter is here. She will pay the bill."
Song Zhenyu had a bad feeling about this, but she still asked the waiter, "Excuse me, how much do my mother and brother owe?"
The hotel staff smiled and replied, "The total is 31205." He then passed the bill to Song Zhenyu.
Song Zhenyu glanced at it and was shocked.
"Why did the two of you book two luxurious double rooms?"
Song Feiyu asked in return, "What's wrong with the two of us booking two rooms?"
Song Zhenyu said, "It's fine to book two rooms, but why did you book a double room instead of a single room?"
"A double room is more spacious."
"Okay, you like spacious rooms, but there are normal rooms and premium rooms to choose from. Why did you choose a luxurious room? Do you think I have too much money? "
"Sister, I know it's not easy for you to earn money, so I'm trying to accommodate you. Otherwise, I would have chosen a luxurious room or even a presidential room."
"Then what about ordering food? The two of you ordered six dishes for a meal? "
"One dizzy spell, one vegetarian dish, and one soup. This is the standard for a single person. What's wrong with ordering six dishes for two people? "
"Since you think it's right, you can pay the bill yourself!" Song Zhenyu said angrily.
Song Feiyu said, "You only give me 3,000 yuan every month. I don't even have enough money to spend. How can I pay the bill?"
Song Zhenyu said, "Since you don't have money, why are you still so extravagant and staying in such a good hotel?"
Song Feiyu said matter-of-factly, "Don't I have you, Sister?"
Song Zhenyu was so angry that she felt dizzy. "I-I don't care about you anymore. You can settle it with Mom."
If it was more than 10,000 yuan, she would have gritted her teeth and paid with her credit card. However, 30,000 yuan was more than the credit card limit. No matter what, she had to fork out the money.
Song Feiyu complained, "Sister, didn't you hear? If we don't pay the bill, they'll use legal means to settle it. Are you going to watch us get arrested? You're too heartless! "
Tan Zhen sat on the ground and pretended to wail and make a scene. "There's no justice in this world. The daughter I raised for more than 20 years is actually abandoning her mother. How can there be such a heartless daughter in this world? Look, everyone, come and take a look."
Tan Zhen's loud voice was honed from quarreling with people in the countryside. It was loud and sharp. Her shouting attracted many passersby to gather outside the door.
These people did not know what was going on and did not say anything. They just watched the commotion.
Wang Haoran heard the news from the front desk and came over. He pushed through the crowd and walked into the room.
He saw tear stains on Song Zhenyu's face. It was obvious that she had been wronged. It made his heart ache.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Wang Haoran walked over to the aggrieved Song Zhenyu. He rubbed her shoulder and comforted her.
Song Zhenyu was stunned and stared blankly at Wang Haoran.
【Ding, the Female Lead Song Zhenyu's favorability towards the Host has increased by 5. Current favorability is 45 (Very Friendly)】
【Ding, the Host has influenced the plot. Obtained 200 villain points!】
Song Zhenyu felt a warm sensation from the palm on her shoulder. She couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. "You, why are you here?"
Wang Haoran explained, "Muyan called me and told me. I was afraid that you would be bullied, so I rushed over to take a look. However, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I was delayed until now. "
"You, you're my sister's boyfriend, right?!" Song Feiyu saw that Wang Haoran and Song Zhenyu seemed to be quite close, so he asked.
Song Zhenyu wanted to deny it, but Wang Haoran said first, "Yes, so what do you want to say?"
"My sister lied to me that she didn't have a boyfriend. So she was lying." Song Feiyu was pleasantly surprised. He then sized up Wang Haoran and felt that he had a noble temperament. At first glance, he could tell that he was a young master from a rich family. Thus, he revealed a smile and directly shouted shamelessly,
"Hello, brother-in-law!"
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