"Thank you, Sister Man." Song Qing thanked him and started to eat breakfast, but a bowl of porridge and a few side dishes, Song Qing felt very warm.

When Song Qing returned to the villa on Fenglin Road, Zhuo Yixun had already left.

"You and Bai Jing, what's going on?" Song Qing had already sensed that something was wrong with the two of them.

"What else can you do with the dog's blood?" An Jingjing sat cross-legged on the sofa, in front of her was a plate of green American grapes, An Jingjing threw the grapes into her mouth with one hand, and held the script study with the other hand.

Song Qing heard An Jingjing say this, and her brows were a little solemn.

"Qingqing, don't worry, I have my own measure, and I can settle this matter myself. The results of the college entrance examination are out today, so hurry up and check them. ”

"Well, I see, you have something to tell me." Song Qing knows some things about her family, but they are not exhaustive, some things can only be solved by herself, what Song Qing can do is to give her a backing.

"Qingqing, you are so good!" An Jingjing sat on the sofa and hugged Song Qing's waist and was coquettish.

"You can only think of my goodness when Zhuo Yixun is away!" Song Qing knocked her on the head.

"Ahh Hurt! I'm going to go to the crew the day after tomorrow, and in Hangzhou, you're going to be alone! ”

Song Qing picked a few grapes and said, "Don't call me crying and say you're homesick." ”

An Jingjing: Is it really good for "......" to be so direct?

"My heart hurts! I want Qingqing's comfort! An Jingjing directly coquettished her heart.

"Let's go, let's play." Song Qing nodded.

An Jingjing jumped up directly and shouted long live, put on makeup in half an hour, and picked out clothes in fifteen minutes. Carrying his Chanel bag, he was ready to go.

Song Qing was already waiting for her next to the Baose small BMW.

An Jingjing drove, and Song Qing sat in the co-pilot to check her college entrance examination scores. The full score is seven hundred and five, and Song Qing is seven hundred and thirty-nine.

Champion of Proper Science.

As soon as the results came out, Hongshi No. 1 Middle School had already exploded, the principal posted the banners, Song Qing became the champion of science, and Hongshi No. 1 Middle School could blow it for half a year.

Song Qing was on the news, but it was very uncomfortable that the news did not release Song Qing's photos. Zhang Chen was happy for a long time when he learned that Song Qing had become the top student in the college entrance examination, and hurriedly called Song Qing.

"Qingqing."

"Mom." Song Qing knew when he heard the voice that Zhang Chen was extremely happy.

"My Qingqing has become the top student in the college entrance examination, Qingqing, my mother is so happy. It's good, it's good, Qingqing. ”

"Mom, don't get so excited!" Song Qing heard that Zhang Chen was already crying with joy, she had a headache, she was not by Zhang Chen's side, she was afraid that something would happen to her.

"I'm happy, I'm really happy! Qingqing, mom is sorry for you, the Song family has suffered you, I know that my family Qingqing is good, but I didn't expect my family Qingqing to be so good. Qingqing, mom is really happy, really happy......" Zhang Chen was very happy that when she learned the news, she was sober and could share this joy with her daughter as a loving mother, instead of worrying her children as a mentally ill person.

"Mom! Take good care of your body, and when I stabilize in the imperial capital, I will take you and Sister-in-law Zhou over. Don't worry, there will be me in the future. ”

She will repay the grace of six years of parenting with the rest of her life.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine, your friend has always taken good care of me, won't it bother him too much?" Zhang Chen knew that his daughter was good, so he didn't want Song Qing to owe everyone a favor because of her.

"Mom, don't worry, Dr. Huang Wei is my friend, don't worry about it." Song Qing comforted Zhang Chen.

"Okay, Qingqing, you have to take good care of yourself." This daughter is so good.

Zhang Chen heard a horn sound, so he asked Song Qing if he was outside, Song Qing said yes, Zhang Chen didn't want to disturb her, chatted a few words and hung up the phone.

As soon as Song Qing turned her head, she found that An Jingjing's eyes were a little red.

"Jingjing."

"Qingqing, Auntie is so nice." An Jingjing had red eyes and stared at the road ahead for a moment.

"Jingjing." Song Qing didn't say anything, just held her hand.

An Jingjing sniffed, "My mother gave birth to me and I was gone, the one at home is not my own mother." I didn't know until I was six years old that my own mother was long gone. ”

The hateful thing is not that I know that I don't have a mother, but that I hate those people who deceive them into having a perfect family, but they can't deceive her to the end.

What is hateful is that the person she called her mother for six years was the murderer who indirectly killed her own mother.

The hateful thing is that he is the culprit.

"Jingjing, you still have your brother, and me." Song Qing's voice is extremely good, she is always cold, and when she is gentle, she is gentle.

An Jingjing struggled with her eyes to prevent tears from flowing, and then nodded heavily.

It's all stubborn.

Song Qing accompanied An Jingjing and Lu's shopping spree to fill the vacancy in her heart. While sweeping, I ran into two old acquaintances.

Eighteen-year-old Jiang Yu is a young and beautiful young man, with a long figure, a pair of long legs under black Adi sweatpants, a Gucci white short sleeve on the upper body, and a pair of white sneakers on the feet, simple and clean.

The face is full of nonchalance.

An Jingjing and Song Qing skimmed him at a glance, but unfortunately, the bad thing was that he was followed by an unappetizing Chang Ge'er.

In Hongshi No. 1 Middle School, Jiang Yu, An Jingjing, and Song Qing are all considered to be influential figures, but they are not very familiar. When I saw Chang Ge'er, I didn't even want to say hello.

But some people don't have long eyes.

"Song Qing? An Jingjing? Yikes! It's really you! Chang Ge'er shouted, Jiang Yu also looked in Chang Ge'er's direction, and sure enough, it was Song Qing and her friend.

Jiang Yu was stunned, she was still so dazzling.

"Song Qing." Jiang Yu stepped forward and stopped her.

"Jiang Yu." The love of squatting in a police station can only be the love of exchanging names. Song Qing didn't care much, and wanted to nod and go their separate ways.

"Song Qing, I didn't expect you to come to the imperial capital too! Where do you live? We are also classmates, so we will take care of each other more in the future! Chang Ge'er wanted to hold Jiang Yu's arm to demonstrate, but unfortunately Jiang Yu moved away quietly.

"Song Qing, if you don't have a place to live, you can come to my house, our family is in the imperial capital, and we also have some connections, so we will definitely not treat my friends badly." Chang Ge'er didn't seem to see Song Qing's cold eyes at all, and her sweet voice stirred up the atmosphere of silence like.

"Song Qing, why is your face so bad? You don't have to worry, we're all friends, and I won't look down on you for that. Chang Ge'er was proud at the moment, and automatically interpreted Song Qing's indifference as her "bad face" after she was discovered.

"Huh! Chang Ge'er, what kind of goods are you, what kind of face do we have! An Jingjing was originally unhappy, and Chang Ge'er directly hit her muzzle.

"Jiang Yu, you see, I invited them so kindly, and they actually murdered me. I really just kindly invited them to be guests in the imperial capital. I ......" as she spoke, her eyes were almost red, and the most touching appearance of a woman was the look of crying, but unfortunately, in the eyes of the other three people, they were all unappetizing.

"Tsk!" An Jingjing directly shook a disgusted look.

Jiang Yu was indeed very annoyed by Chang Ge'er, but when he thought of Song Qing, he couldn't help but ask more: "Where do you live in the imperial capital?" What to do in the future? Jiang Yu looked at Song Qing, who had not spoken after saying hello.