"Yeah, after you left with your parents, Chu was depressed for a long time."
In order to make Song Yishi believe her, Lady Qin began to make things up …
The truth was, boys developed late mentally, and the eight-year-old Qin Chu didn't know what love was.
"Mama Qin, forget it, Qin Chu is married, it's not good for his wife to find out." "What wife? That's what?
Who would acknowledge that slut? You know it too, Shishi. That woman's mother is a shameless homewrecker. After she failed to get married, she had an affair with one of the Huo Family's chauffeurs and gave birth to a son. She's really messed up. Tell me, how could I accept a woman like that with a background like that … Chu is still muddle-headed, I don't know what kind of potion that woman fed him. "
"Mama Qin, let's not talk about this for now. Here, this is a scarf I bought for you in Italy. It comes in three colors, but I didn't know which one you liked, so I bought all of them."
Song Yishi took out the scarf, and Lady Qin couldn't stop smiling when she saw that it was a branded scarf …
"Hurry up and bring out the bird's nest for Shishi."
The maid didn't dare to delay and immediately brought out the bird's nest soup.
Lady Qin held onto Song Yishi's hand and said, "Shishi, since your parents aren't back yet, why don't you stay at my place for now?"
"No, I'll stay at Uncle's place."
"It's okay, listen to me and stay here. Your father went to the States, and that old man isn't on my side anymore … I don't know what that little b * tch did to him, but I'm so mad. I'm the only one at home, and I'm lonely. Plus, with you here, maybe Chu will come back a few more times, okay?"
"No, Mama Qin … I can't stay here, really."
Song Yishi wasn't someone who didn't know her place. No matter how much Mama Qin liked her, she wouldn't do something so degrading.
Seeing that Song Yishi wasn't willing to do anything, Lady Qin didn't continue to make things difficult for her …
"Shishi, you're not leaving this time, are you?"
"Yeah … I told you on the phone before that I'm coming back this time to accompany my parents. They're getting old, and my dad will retire in three years. When that time comes, I'll take them around the world."
"Haha … What a good kid … If you had come back earlier, our Chu … Aiya … Let's not talk about this."
"Mama Qin, take care of yourself. Your health is the most important thing."
"I will. Good child, you're still the best."
With Song Yishi's return, Lady Qin's fighting spirit, which was about to be extinguished, was reignited.
Because through comparison, Lady Qin felt that Song Yishi would completely crush Huo Mien...
In terms of looks, Song Yishi had a 170 cm figure while Lin Zhiling had a sweet appearance.
In terms of education, Song Yishi was a top student who majored in ink painting at the Florence Academy of Fine Arts.
In terms of family background, Song Yishi was the apple of Mayor Song's eye and the only daughter in the family.
In terms of conversation and temperament, Lady Qin felt that Song Yishi was perfect...
However, she forgot that no one in this world was perfect.
If a person was too perfect, it could only mean that they were too good at pretending.
She must have a fatal flaw that others couldn't easily see.
Huo Mien wasn't perfect, but Huo Mien had always done things his own way and lived the truth.
Song Yishi, on the other hand, seemed to live in a painting and dressed herself up too exquisitely.
Qin Chu was leaning against the headboard with a book, while Huo Mien leaned against Qin Chu's shoulder and played with his phone.
"Sis, are you there?"
"Yes." Seeing that Zhixin sent him a WeChat message, Huo Mien immediately replied.
Looking at the time, it was almost ten o 'clock. Zhixin rarely sent him a WeChat message so late.
"Have you been in contact with Yue recently?"
"No, why?"
"She's been avoiding me these past few days and doesn't want to see me. I send her WeChat messages, but she doesn't reply. Sometimes she picks up, sometimes she doesn't pick up, and when she does, she only says a few words before hanging up."
"Did you guys fight?"
"No, it would be great if we did … so I'm confused. I don't know what's wrong with her." Zhixin was so anxious that he stopped typing and sent a voice message to his sister.
"Don't worry, I'll ask her."
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