Seeing that Old Madam Song's words fell, when Song Zhiyuan looked at her, even if she tried her best to endure it, the resentment and shame in her eyes full of tears could not be concealed.

Song Mingzhen: "......"

When a man sits at home, evil comes from heaven.

She's so wronged.

The corners of Song Mingzhen's mouth twitched, and she forced a smile.

"Grandmother has a good reputation, and Mingzhen is not as good as her sister."

Old Madam Song said:

"You don't need to be humble, the concubine of Rui Wangfu praised you for being dignified and virtuous, gentle and lovely."

"My Song family's daughter should be like you, how can she cry and cry at every turn, it's just unlucky."

Song Mingzhen felt that Song Zhiyuan's gaze was about to burn her out of a hole, and she was about to cry when she was praised.

I thank you Grandmother.

You are afraid that you will not be able to pull Miss Song's hatred to the top of her head.

Song Zhiyuan is small-minded and open-minded, self-sustaining and beautiful, and relying on being a big house, his father is a scholar, and he has to press others inside and outside the house on weekdays.

Now that Mrs. Song is stepping on Song Zhiyuan and praising her, she doesn't have to think about it to know that she is afraid that she will not be at peace.

Shen Junjiu looked at the second lady Wang because her daughter was exaggerated, her face was full of joy and arrogance, while Song Mingzhen, who was praised, was blue-faced.

Her lips moved, barely holding back a laugh.

Shen Xinzhen was lying on the knee of Old Madam Song, tilting her head sideways just enough to see Shen Junjiu's face.

Seeing that the corners of her mouth twitched, she looked like she was smiling, and the fierce color in her eyes was softened by the inconspicuous smile.

Old Madam Song reprimanded Song Zhiyuan, and then let Mama Jiang help Shen Xinzhen to get up.

She looked up and whispered to a few people in the room:

"I called you here today for yesterday's sake."

"The Ye family was confused, I heard slander and hurt Ah Jiu, and I was coaxed by Mother Qian to find a fake monk to come to the house, and almost hurt Junjiu, this matter must be explained to the two of them."

"Ye's!"

Old Madam Song looked up at the eldest lady Ye.

Ye's face shook, looking at the fierce color on Mrs. Song's face, thinking of Song Xuanrong, who slept in separate rooms after he was angry with her last night, he couldn't help but step forward and whispered:

"I was wrong about this, I shouldn't have listened to people's rumors, let alone believed other people's nonsense."

"Ah Jiu, Jun Jiu, I am here to apologize to you."

"After the incident, I will go to the ancestral hall to be confined for ten days, self-reflection, and please forgive my aunt this time, I promise that I will never be so confused again in the future."

Shen Xinzhen did not speak.

After Shen Junjiu glanced at Old Madam Song, he spoke: "Since my aunt knows that she is wrong, Ah Jiu naturally has no reason not to forgive. ”

Ye Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

"But ......"

Shen Junjiu's voice changed:

"Those things that my aunt took from Ah Jiu and my brother, I don't know when I will be able to return them?"

Ye's face changed, and he immediately remembered the list that made her almost want to vomit blood.

There were at least half of the valuables on the list that she had never seen before.

She wanted to say that Shen Jun had pitted her, and she wanted to say that she hadn't taken those.

But in the face of Mrs. Song's persecuted gaze, I remembered what Song Xuanrong said yesterday.

Ye could only hold back his resentment and said:

"Some of those things can't be found for a while, can Ah Jiu be given a few days?"

Shen Junjiu frowned: "Can't find it?" Then I'll ask Holly to help you find ......"

"No!"

Ye Shi said urgently.

That holly was a girl sent by the Shen family, how dare she let her find it.