Before going to the hospital with Qi Su, she went back to Song's house.

Before she reached the door of the villa, Song Zhiwei heard a woman's sharp and piercing voice from inside: "What's the use of showing me this, she can't keep a man to prove that she is not attractive, her mother is dead, and now the surname Song is gone, is it possible that I am asking her to please others?" I can't pull this face, and that little doesn't deserve it! ”

Another male voice said impatiently: "You also know that Dad is gone, if you want the company to continue to open, you can continue to wear gold and silver to be Mrs. Kuo, don't say this kind of thing again." ”

The woman seemed to be stimulated: "I don't understand the twists and turns in your shopping mall, but if it was Xiaotan who married Qi Er at the beginning, we would use this anger?" ”

"Xiao Tan is unwilling, and neither is the Qi family, what's the use of you saying this at this time?"

The woman said sharply: "Who doesn't know that Qi Er's thoughts about our Xiaotan, if she hadn't been in the way..."

"It's my ability to marry into the Qi family."

The sound of Leng Buding startled several people in the living room, and when they all turned around, they saw the subject of the discussion standing at the door in a cold blue dress, with a dark expression, and the young man quickly recovered his expression and eagerly greeted him.

Song Zhiwei avoided his hand and said lightly, "I'll come back and get something." ”

Song Wangjin withdrew his empty hand and smiled: "I haven't been back for a few months, don't worry, Aunt Qing made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, stay for two more days this time." ”

Song Zhiwei: "No need, I'll leave after I finish it." ”

If it was not necessary, she really wouldn't want to go back to this place for the rest of her life, but it was Jiang Lin and Song Changfeng who treated her harshly, not Song Tan, even if she was used by Qi Su as her stand-in, she didn't do anything wrong.

So it makes sense to come back and get the birthday present that was prepared for her a long time ago.

When she came to Song's house, Song Tan was still young, and she didn't know if it was fate or sidelines, Song Tan liked to call her a sister behind her since she was a child, even if she was cold, she couldn't help but be moved, and the two of them played for a long time.

Later, Song Tan went to the old house to recuperate and she went to complete her studies, and they slowly got in touch.

Strictly speaking, it was she who unilaterally cut off contact with her.

"Wangjin, why bother to stick a hot face and a cold ass, you treat others as sisters, and people treat you as enemies." Jiang Lin stared at the back on the stairs, and added with a strange yin and yang spirit: "I don't know who brought her and that tuberculosis ghost mother back to see a doctor, 800,000 surgery fees, I'm afraid it will take a lifetime to plant potatoes, turn your head and forget about your benefactor when you go to the high branch, but it's normal, who told us that we can't raise it." ”

Song Zhiwei's body trembled, and her palms clasped the armrests.

Tuberculosis ghost, Jiang Lin has said this kind of word a lot before, but she has never felt as harsh as she did at this moment.

Song Wangjin twisted his eyebrows: "Mom, those things are over, what's the point of your old mention." ”

Jiang Lin screamed: "I didn't go over when she passed!" Who do you show your face to every time you come back? Jiang Yufen didn't grasp the wheelchair and was hit by a car, can you blame me? The daughter of a junior, I gave her food, gave her clothes, and made her Miss Song, she has to remember who gave her these favors, why should she blame me! ”

"My mom is not a junior."

Song Zhiwei turned around, half of her body was hidden in the light and shadow of the stairs and walls, which made the silhouette even more cold and hard, she was condescending, and her plain white face without makeup stared directly at Jiang Lin, like a demon asking for her life.

She smiled and said, "I also remember your kindness, and I will never forget it in my life." ”

Jiang Lin shuddered, Song Zhiwei in her impression had always been in harmony with her, she didn't know how the introverted and cowardly angry bag in the past became so aggressive.

She couldn't help but take a half step back, and the noblewoman's self-esteem forced her to hold her head high.

She said stupidly: "Just remember, keep an eye on people, don't forget that your surname is Song, and you and the Song family share weal and woe." ”

It's a good one to share honor and disgrace.

Song Zhiwei put away her emotions and said detachedly: "I'll try my best." ”