031 My good daughter
Seeing that she refused to take out the money for a long time, Song Rong raised her eyebrows, and a sarcastic smile curled up at the corner of her lips: "What, don't you want to regret it? Or do you not have the money at all?"
Shi Yin glanced out the window.
A chubby middle-aged man happened to open the driver's door of the car, leaned against the side of the car and lit a cigarette, and when the blue-gray disgust rose, he frowned and squinted in the direction of the two of them.
She withdrew her gaze, trying to keep her tone as calm as possible, "Is it all here?"
Song Rong looked at her face and asked with some disdain: "Why, how many things can I still detain?" That short-lived ghost thing has been in my house for so long, I'm still too unlucky." ”
Shi Yin gritted his teeth, his whole body was burning with anger, his reason seemed to be thrown into magma and rolled over, and the blood all over his body was rushing to his brain uncontrollably, which made even his temples beat hot.
She stared at Song Rong tightly, her eyes slowly glowing with a thin layer of scarlet, and there was both anger and unwillingness in her expression.
She asked fiercely: "Song Rong, where did my father and I treat you badly?"
For eight years, she has always respected Song Rong as her biological mother, even if Song Rong doesn't accept this love, she has to save some face for Shi Jincheng. But she found her next home so quickly, Shi Yin hated it so much that even her bones ached, not only feeling worthless for Shi Jincheng, but also angry at her own incompetence.
Song Rong slightly removed the expression on her face, looked at Shi Yin with a pair of cold eyes, and said coldly: "You think I'm here to catch up with you?"
Shi Yin tugged at the corners of her lips, wanting to give her a disdainful smile, but her expression stiffened.
She put the bank card in her hand on the table and pushed it in front of Song Rong, "The password is my birthday, you should remember it." ”
Song Rong stiffened for a moment when she reached out to pick it up, and quickly accepted the card naturally, and even her tone softened a little: "How can you not remember, my good daughter." ”
Shi Yin felt that her eyes were a little astringent, but she knew that no matter how fragile she was in front of this person, she couldn't bring back even a trace of her conscience, so she held back the sadness in her heart.
She leaned over, picked up the cardboard box with a somewhat awkward movement, stopped looking at Song Rong, and got up to leave.
After taking a few steps, she turned back again, put the five-pound box back on the table, picked up her unfinished cup of coffee, and poured it down from Song Rong's head.
There was only a little temperature left in the coffee, but it was poured down like this, which still made Song Rong scream in a panic: "Little slut, are you crazy?!"
Her exclamation attracted the attention of everyone else in the café, and many people watched this scene in amazement, and some whispering voices fell on Shi Yin's ears.
Seeing Song Rong hurriedly lowering her head and rummaging for tissues in her bag, Shi Yin calmly picked up the carton and turned to leave.
When he walked to the door of the café, Shi Yin took a look at the man who was smoking outside before, and the other party was about to enter the door, looking at Shi Yin's eyes fierce and terrifying, as if he was going to skin her and eat her raw.
Shi Yin didn't squint, and walked down the steps step by step holding Shi Jincheng's relics, but was grabbed by the man from behind.
The other party's strength was a little great, the box in Shi Yin's arms was not held tightly, and it almost fell, she steadied her hand, looked back at him indifferently, holding the box with one hand, and the other hand was grabbed by the man and forced to go back.
She opened a pair of clear eyes and said coldly, "Let go." ”
The man glared at her, "Do you have a tutor? That's your stepmother, what qualifications do you have to splash her coffee?"
Seeing that he didn't mean to let go, the coldness in Shi Yin's eyes became even more obvious. She clenched her hands and jerked hard, easily breaking free from the man's shackles.
On the other hand, the man was led by her strength to stagger forward a few steps, and one did not stand firmly, and fell directly down the steps at the door of the café.
In an instant, the man fell face to the ground, and after a slight crisp sound, it hurt about the fall, and he immediately wailed desperately: "Ouch my nose...... Ah...... It hurts me to death!"
Shi Yin stood indifferently and watched him get up from the ground with his face covered, and red blood quickly oozed from his fingers, which actually broke his nose.
The man was covered in mud in his hair and body, and he looked very embarrassed, as if he had just been beaten.
He had a painful look on his face, covered his nose with one hand, raised his other hand and nodded at her fiercely, gritting his teeth and unable to hide the urn in his tone: "You're finished, I tell you, I will sue you for bankruptcy today!"
After saying that, he took out his mobile phone while covering his nose to make a call.
Song Rong also ran out of the café at this time, with a head of hair baptized by coffee, she couldn't hide the look of surprise on her face, and hurriedly ran towards the man without looking at Shi Yin, helping him and asking with concern: "What's going on?
The man had already dialed the police number, and while inhaling in pain, he said into the phone: "Hey, 110? I want to call the police, there are people here picking quarrels and provoking trouble!"
Shi Yin stood in place, looking at the more and more onlookers around her, she always held the box without saying a word, and her eyes were full of only one thought: it was ridiculous.
Song Rong raised her eyes and looked at her, her face full of anger: "What's the matter with you? I gave you everything, why are you still beating people?"
Hearing this, Shi Yin's blood rushed straight to his head.
Even when she was extremely disgusted by the man's wrist just now, Shi Yin didn't feel that she was so angry, this would be beaten by Song Rong, she laughed angrily, "I beat someone? I still want to sue him for harassment." ”
If she hadn't had enough strength to break free, she would have been entangled with the man.
"Fart!" The expression on Song Rong's face was a little tense, and she stretched out a hand to point at Shi Yin, and said viciously: "You stand here for me and don't move, and I'll talk about it when the police come." ”
"Aren't you funny, you were the one who blackmailed me, and it was your man who harassed me, and now you want to call the police to arrest me?" Shi Yin's eyes were full of disgust, it was the first time he had encountered such a bad thing when he was so big.
She walked down the steps in disgust to leave, the box still in her arms.
Song Rong stepped forward in two steps, reached out and grabbed her arm, and shouted at the crowd of onlookers in a sharp tone: "Look, everyone, it's really unreasonable to want to run after beating someone!"
The onlookers immediately began to whisper, and there was a little more disdain in their eyes when they looked at Shi Yin.
"This little girl looked like a human being, and she couldn't imagine that she would be so ruthless. ”
"Yes, look at the man's nose is bleeding, maybe the bridge of his nose is broken. ”
"This woman is too, she is covered in coffee, can't she also be spilled by her?"
Shi Yin He had received such attention, he only felt that his whole body was hot, and even his fingertips were trembling faintly.