Chapter 67
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"Oh my god … Madam, Missy, how are the two of you?"
Nanny Liu rushed forward. "Hurry up and get someone to help! Help Madam and Missy up! "
"Ouch … My waist …"
Zhou Manli's face scrunched up in pain. She grimaced and held her waist, seeing stars from the pain.
"Wanwan, my baby, are you okay?" She looked over and saw that Song Jingwan's forehead was bruised and her body was drenched in water.
Song Jingwan trembled in pain and tears streamed down her face. "Mom … It hurts so much …"
"Nanny Liu! Hurry up and call Doctor Liu over! "
Zhou Manli ignored the pain on her body and comforted Song Jingwan gently. When she glanced at Song Yaoyao, who was safe and sound, her face darkened.
"Jinx! Good things don't come true, but bad things do. I'm really unlucky to have given birth to you! "
Song Yaoyao stopped in her tracks. She turned her head and sneered. "What a joke. Didn't I remind you just now?"
Both of them were not wearing non-slip shoes. The courtyard was cleaned by the servants every day, and there was a heavy rainstorm just now. It was normal for the ground to be slippery. What did it have to do with her mouth?
Since she was young, she had been praised countless times for her good luck and fate with Buddha.
This was the first time someone said that she had a jinx.
"How dare you talk back to me? You're eating my food and staying at my place. If you have the guts, get lost — "
Song Jingwan's eyes darkened and she looked at Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao looked at Zhou Manli and pointed at the door mockingly. She curved her eyes and shrugged nonchalantly.
"Okay."
With that said, she hugged her bag and walked out of the door under Song Jingwan's burning gaze. Casually, she said without turning her head, "If I really have a crow's mouth, then I want to make all the people who hate me disappear from this world. I wonder if it will come true?"
Her last syllable was light, and she let out a sneer.
Zhou Manli's expression was dark and gloomy. She gritted her teeth and watched Song Yaoyao's figure disappear outside the door. She suddenly exhaled heavily and ordered someone to help Song Jingwan into the house.
"Mom … Yaoyao, she …" Song Jingwan tugged at her mother carefully.
"You don't have to worry about this, and all of you —!" Zhou Manli glared at the servants. "Whoever dares to look for her, get out with her!"
She was so capable that she dared to challenge her?
She ate her food, wore her clothes, and used her. So what if she said a few words about her?
Zhou Manli did not feel that she was wrong at all. She gave birth to Song Yaoyao. Was she born to let her talk back to her?
"But Mom, Yaoyao is outside and has nowhere to go … What if she meets with danger outside …" Song Jingwan secretly curved her lower lip. She sounded worried and timid.
"Don't worry about her. How far can she go without money? If she dares to come back later, I'll make her kneel down and apologize! If I don't teach her a lesson, she'll forget who she depends on to survive! "
Song Jingwan frowned and nodded gently. "Well, okay then …"
"You're so soft-hearted. Fortunately, Mom has a considerate little jacket like you. Otherwise, I'll be angered to death sooner or later."
She limped into the house. She was in an extremely bad mood. However, she was thinking about why the one who fell was not Song Yaoyao, but her Wanwan —
As this thought flashed through her mind, she suddenly panicked. Before she could react, she slipped and fell straight onto the door frame.
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