"Ah Ci, this house is also a little old, so you can move next door to live!"

Hearing this, Song Ci looked surprised. Suddenly, something came to mind, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. She raised her head, looked at Song Yuanyang, and pretended to excuse herself, "Dad, that room was carefully arranged by my mother, and I want to leave it for my sister as a birthday gift!" ”

"What for her? That waste will only give me trouble, and the old face will be lost to her. Later, where you live, who told her to break the door of your room. ”

"But, mom and sister should be angry!"

"They dare?!" Song Yuanyang frowned, his face angry.

"That'...... Alright then, thank you Dad. Seeing this, Song Ci deliberately made a worried look and nodded reluctantly.

Song Yuanyang grabbed Song Ci's shoulders and said earnestly, "Ah Ci, Dad is so good to you, you must not let Dad down!" ”

"Dad, don't worry, I know it!" Song Ci replied obediently.

Yes, she counts, she remembers them all!

I remember how he was ruthless to his mother, and how he sat back and ignored him. These, stroke by pen, the same, she has to get it back!

……

In the next few days, Song Ci successfully moved into the room that originally belonged to Song Yuyan, but their mother and daughter only dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Song Yuanyang was not at home, Song Yuyan still looked for an opportunity to find fault, and Song Ci no longer covered it up, and fought back strongly every time.

However, as soon as Father Song comes back, she will become a good girl in seconds, and she will respect Ran Peiqi's mother and daughter even more.

This kind of Song porcelain has used Ran Peiqi's previous methods to deal with her perfectly, reaching the pinnacle. The mother and daughter knew it, but they didn't dare to say anything.

One day, at the dinner table, Song Ci looked listless, and the dishes didn't move at all. It was Ran Peiqi's mother and daughter, who ate very comfortably.

Song Yuanyang noticed that something was wrong with her, and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Aci, is there something uncomfortable?" ”

"No, Dad." Song Ciqiang smiled and shook his head.

"Ah Ci, look at you, you haven't eaten a few bites of a table of dishes. Eat more, if you're hungry and thin, Yuanyang will blame me. When Ran Peiqi saw it, she immediately made a loving mother and sandwiched a chicken leg for her.

"Thank you, Mom." Song Ci smiled and thanked him, and then sandwiched the chicken leg into Song Yuanyang's bowl, "Dad, you may not remember, in fact, I don't like to eat chicken." ”

Song Yuanyang was stunned for a moment, he looked at the dishes on this table, and suddenly remembered that since Ran Peiqi entered his house, all the dishes on this table were the dishes that their mother and daughter loved to eat.

Staring at Song Ci, he then shouted to the aunt in the kitchen, "Mother Zhang! ”

"Eh, sir, do you have any orders?" Zhang's mother wiped her hands and trotted out.

"In the future, whatever the eldest lady wants to eat, you will make it according to her standards." Song Yuanyang swore to carry out his loving father to the end, "Ah Ci, go back and make a list of your favorite dishes and give it to Zhang's mother." ”

"Really?" Song Ci looked at Song Yuanyang with a look of surprise

Looking at Song Ci's eyes full of joy, Father Song straightened his chest and raised his eyebrows, "Of course it's true!" ”

When Song Yuyan saw this, she was immediately dissatisfied, "Dad, why do you want to cook according to my sister's taste, she likes to eat, I don't like it yet!" ”

"If you don't like it, don't eat it!" Song Yuanyang scolded back with a cold face, "Shut up for me, how can you have a part in talking here?" In the past, your sister was following your tastes, and now it is time for you to follow her. ”

"Hmph, Dad, you're eccentric!" When Song Yuyan heard this, she didn't have the heart to eat. As soon as the chopsticks fell, he immediately went upstairs.

"If you don't eat, it's better not to eat for a day!" Song Yuanyang yelled at the room where Song Yuyan was, and then looked at Ran Peiqi.

Ran Peiqi could only laugh forcibly, "Yuanyang, the child is not sensible, don't be angry." In the future, the meals will be made according to Xiao Porcelain's preferences. ”

Hearing this, Song Yuanyang was satisfied.

Although Ran Peiqi hated Song Ci in her heart, she could only continue to eat with a smile on her face.

"By the way, Ah Ci, I invited Chu Dashao to come to the house for dinner tomorrow. I'll transfer some money to your card later, and you remember to buy two decent clothes. Song Yuanyang took a bite of the dish and said with a smile on his face.

Song Ci was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Song Yuanyang's movements to be so fast. She quietly hid the disdain in her heart, and replied with a smile, "Thank you, Dad." ”

"Yuanyang, Yan'er hasn't bought new clothes for a long time." As soon as she heard this, Ran Peiqi immediately thought about it, and took advantage of Song Yuanyang's good mood to speak at the right time.

But Song Yuanyang glanced at her coldly, "There are so many clothes in her closet that they can't fit anymore, what new clothes do you want to buy?" Besides, tomorrow is Ah Ci's boyfriend coming, why does she look so good? ”

These words made Ran Peiqi's heart chill, and in the end, she could only look at Song Ci with resentment and keep the hatred in her heart.

At noon the next day, Chu Mozhan came to Song's house as promised. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Song porcelain walking towards him.

Today's Song porcelain wears a light green printed skirt, the whole person looks gentle and handsome, and the small face without powder is extremely pure, which makes people can't take their eyes off.

"Ah porcelain!" He shouted stupidly, strode up to Song Ci, and held her hand quite kindly.

This kind of Chu Mo exhibition made Song Ci a little surprised, doesn't this man like Song Yuyan? Why are you so affectionate with yourself all of a sudden?

Song Yuanyang and Ran Peiqi also came out to greet each other and greeted each other politely.

"Ink Exhibition." At this moment, a delicate voice came from upstairs.

Hearing this, Song Ci raised his eyes and saw Song Yuyan appear at the top of the stairs. She was wearing a red and white puffy skirt, with a delicate face, wearing various jewelry, and looking a little like a flower butterfly.

Song Ci didn't think it was funny: Dressing like this at home is indeed a bit exaggerated.

But Song Yuyan like this, he should like it very much!

Thinking of this, Song Ci couldn't help but raise his head to look at Chu Mozhan, unexpectedly, this man actually had a cold face, a pair of dark eyes, and there was no fluctuation in the slightest.

"Mo Zhan, come here from the company, you should be tired, come and sit first." Song Yuyan walked towards Chu Mozhan, her eyes were shy and timid, and she looked so pitiful.

But Song Ci observed that Chu Mozhan was like a piece of wood, and he was not moved at all.

On the ground, Song Yuyan's hand suddenly stretched out, and when she saw that she was about to pull Chu Mozhan's arm, Song Ci's face darkened, and she grabbed it one step faster.

"Ah Zhan, let's go sit there." Song Ci said, pulling Chu Mozhan to sit down with a happy face.

Song Yuyan was left alone in place, gritting her teeth, angry and unwilling.

Chu Mozhan looked at the family quietly, he came over today, one was to see Song Ci, and the other was to understand the progress of her revenge.

As elders, Song Yuanyang and Ran Peiqi Zhang Luo had a meal, and Song Ci and Song Yuyan began to fight openly and secretly.

"Mo Zhan, are you thirsty? I'll pour you a glass of water. Song Yuyan put away her anger at Song Ci and walked to the man with a forced smile.

At the same time, I only heard Song Ci's clear voice, "Ah Zhan, come, drink some water." ”

Looking up, she saw that Song Ci had already taken a step ahead of her and handed the teacup to Chu Mozhan.

Song Ci, you're a little slut! Song Yuyan secretly scolded in her heart, but she could only force a smile on her face.

After Chu Mozhan finished drinking the water, she had to sit down by Chu Mozhan. But who knows, Song Ci, who was sitting on the other side, immediately got up and fell across the two.

Ignoring Song Yuyan's jealous and angry gaze, Song Ci hooked Chu Mozhan's neck with a smile, "Ah Zhan, in the 26 hours, 39 minutes and 08 seconds of separation, I miss you, I miss you very much." ”

Chu Mozhan: "......"

Looking at her fair and lovely face, the man just wanted to bow his head and kiss Fang Ze at this time.

And Song Yuyan on the side could only watch dryly, rolled her eyes, and forced herself to calm down.

"Ah Zhan, come and let me go to the room, people have a basket of thoughts, I want to confide in you!" Song Ci said, pulling Chu Mozhan up. She turned around, looked at Song Yuyan provocatively, held the man, and left everyone's sight arrogantly.

However, as soon as she returned to the room, she immediately changed her appearance.

"There's a place in the house, you sit first." Song Ci said, Wuzi walked to the table and poured a glass of water, muttering while drinking, "Acting is really tiring." ”

In the next moment, Song Ci felt that his waist was being hugged. She choked, almost choking, "What are you doing?" ”

"Isn't there a basket of thoughts to confide in me?" Chu Mozhan asked with a cold face, but there was tenderness and love in his eyes, but Song Ci didn't notice it.

"We haven't seen each other for more than a day, so how can we miss so much? Brother-in-law-to-be, don't be sentimental. ”

A quasi-brother-in-law successfully made Chu Mozhan change his face.

Of course, that's not the most infuriating. I saw Song Ci's hand on his arm, took his two hands away, and then walked to the side of the chair and sat down.

Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, this little girl really has no conscience!

"Self-inflicted? So, what you just said was to anger Song Yuyan? ”

Even if he knew Song Ci's purpose, when Chu Mozhan said this, his heart couldn't help but hurt.

"Or what do you think?" Song Ci stared at the man's eyes full of anger, and then looked at Tie Qing's face, a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes, but soon, her eyes were bright, and her eyes were full of sarcasm and ridicule, "I'm just angry with Song Yuyan, what's the matter, are you distressed?" ”

"I ......"

Chu Mozhan was about to say something, but there was a knock on the door.

"Miss, Chu Da Shao, Mrs. asked you to go downstairs for dinner."

Hearing the maid's voice, the corners of Song Ci's mouth hooked, walked up to Chu Mozhan, and grabbed his arm very naturally.

Chu Mozhan was stunned for a moment, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared.

"Let's eat, let's go, brother-in-law-to-be," as he spoke, Song Ci suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned into Chu Mozhan's ear, "The more you feel sorry for her, the more I want to stimulate her, wait to see a good show!" ”

The hot air sprayed in his ears made Chu Mozhan's heart restless, and a heat rose from somewhere in his body, and his hands couldn't help but tighten.

I have to admit that Song Ci's words made him happy.

So, this girl is jealous? For a while, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Song Ci saw Chu Mozhan hooking his lips and smiled lightly, only thinking that he was provocative, he glared back fiercely and went out together.

Downstairs, as soon as the dinner table was served, Song Yuyan took the initiative to sit on Chu Mozhan's left, followed closely, and frequently flattered her.

Song Ci didn't react, just watched quietly.

"Mo Zhan, come and eat this, I cooked it myself." Song Yuyan was courteous and sandwiched a piece of meat into Chu Mozhan's bowl.

Seeing this, Song Ci's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up with a sneer.

In the next moment, I saw her pick up the chopsticks, and snatched the meat from Chu Mozhan's bowl in full view of everyone......