Song Anle was a little stunned by Qing'er's accusation. The sincere efforts were considered to be fake and artificial. She secretly laughed at herself and sighed for her painstaking efforts.

"Even if you think we are all pretending, it's hard for you to accompany us for so many years. I guess there is no rush to these days." Song Anle still tried to keep him tactfully, but it seemed to be firming his intentions.

"You are wrong;" Qing'er said as she approached Song Anle: "It is because of my trust in you for so many years that you have created your hypocritical performance. Now I am tired and tired, and I don't want to continue to perform with you like this."

Qing'er was somewhat motivated at this time. If Song Anle and Song Cheng took care of her meticulously over the years, it was hypocritical and a bit ungrateful. After all, those times when they were pampered like treasures often touched her, but compared with Song Anle, she was far inferior to their blood-thick relationship.

"Assuming;" Song Anle murmured and she smiled helplessly, "There were vivid scenes in the past, you actually wiped everything out with a sham attitude. How can you bear to say it?"

Song Anle looked sad, and her eyebrows were locked in her eyes and eyes. The pain in her heart seemed to gradually melt away with her low emotions. Such love changed too quickly, so fast that she dared not approach her again.

"Isn't that?" Qing'er also relieved her indifferent tone, but said without any concession: "You have known Brother Yuan Shang's identity for a long time, but you deliberately concealed me. And you also met Gao Yuan Shang privately behind my back. Do you think I don't know about your entangled relationship?"

When it comes to meeting in private, Song Anle is hard to tell. She cannot tell whether Gao Yuanshang will tell Qing'er about their living alone in a house. She doesn't know how true or false what he said to Qing'er. Besides, Qing'er suddenly grabbed the handle of this conversation, obviously she knew something.

"I will not have any relationship with Gao Yuanshang. Even if there is, it is for you." Song Anle said seriously: "No matter whether you believe it or not, no matter how you think, I believe that one day you will understand."

"I can also tell you that I can see clearly;" Qing'er sneer frustrated and sneered: "I know clearly that Brother Cheng allows you to contact Gao Yuanshang, but repeatedly prevents me from meeting him. You can meet the second prince privately, but I can only remind myself every day that those so-called promises, between the two, do you think I need to see clearly?"

"If it's just because of me, then I can guarantee you that as long as you don't see Gao Yuanshang again, I can cut off the social interaction with the royal family."

"You don't have to compromise so much. I have decided to follow Brother Yuan Shang. As for those promises I made, I will give my parents an explanation, so you don't have to worry about it."

"You will regret your choice today, and Aunt Qing will be disappointed in you."

"Don't use my mother to threaten me, you don't have this right."

"We don't have this right, but I said we have this responsibility."

"What is your responsibility?" Qing'er said excitedly: "Is it just a conspiracy to deceive me and then take the opportunity to intervene?"

Song Anle was so angry that he was speechless to refute Qing'er's unreasonable trouble, but Qing'er refused to forgive him and said: "No wonder, you are brothers and sisters who are as thick as water. My brother naturally wanted to help my sister get to power, otherwise I would not have put me under house arrest many times."

"You..." Song Anle was speechless. Such a tricky and mean love was not the cute sister she knew. She didn't understand what prompted her to change overnight, as if she was completely different.

"No matter what you say, I must go home today, and no one can stop me."

Qing'er said without any emotion. After the words came to her, she turned around and wanted to leave. But at the moment she turned around, she saw Song Cheng standing straight at the door of the mansion. Judging from Song Cheng's facial expression, she knew that Song Cheng must have heard her words just now, so his frosty expression and deep starry eyes revealed a very cold chill.

Although Qing'er was afraid, she still plucked up the courage, skipped Song Cheng and walked directly to the door of the mansion. Song Cheng grabbed her arm the moment she passed by, perhaps because she used too much force. Qing'er frowned in pain and said loudly: "Let go, let me go."

Song Cheng ignored Qing'er's struggle at all, but pulled Qing'er to Song Anle and said angrily: "Apologize to Anle."

Qing'er looked at Song Cheng with surprise, but her unexpected eyes instantly showed a strong anger. She was still angry that Song Cheng turned to Song Anle. At this time, he asked her to apologize to Song Anle indiscriminately, which made it more obvious that their brother-sister love was deep, and the feeling of being rejected naked and naked inspiring her unwillingness and dissatisfaction in her heart.

"What did I do wrong? Why did you make me apologize?" Qing'er looked at Song Cheng with anger in her eyes, coupled with her biting tone, and her face was extremely gloomy. All the expressions were telling her inner dissatisfaction.

Song Cheng suppressed his anger and said coldly as Ice Frost Del: "Just based on what you said just now."

"Are I wrong about what I just said?" Qing'er said aggressively: "You dare to say that you have no selfishness. You dare to say that you have no prejudice in me and Anle?"

While Song Cheng was angry, his heart also felt a little painful. Qing'er's ruthless words destroyed all their years of family affection between his lips and teeth, so his inner disappointment and anger had swallowed up the emotions in his sigh. Such Qing'er was no longer the beloved sister in his heart, nor even a stranger.

Song Cheng glared at Qing'er, as if he wanted to use his anger to cover Qing'er's anger, and hoped that she would realize her mistake. However, Qing'er was trapped in her paranoia, and Song Cheng's performance of delay in answering was a kind of silent apology for Qing'er, so she said more greedily: "Why, I'm right, I have nothing to say, I'm sorry, I believe you as my brothers and sisters for so many years, but you treat me like this."

Song Anle had already seen that Song Cheng could not bear it anymore, so she pulled him away before Song Cheng got angry. She said to Qing'er gently: "Qing'er, stop talking about it. How we treated you over the years? Heaven can see that you are angry now. We don't care about you as usual. You go back and calm down first, and wait a few days before going back."

"Enough;" Qing'er threw Song Anle away fiercely, "Don't be a good person anymore, I..."

Qing'er said halfway, Song Cheng shook his hand and slapped Qing'er hard on the face. He heard a crisp slap in the "sp". Qing'er covered her hot cheeks and looked at Song Cheng with an incredible look on her face.

Song Anle was half open with her thin lips, looking at Song Cheng with a look of surprise, and then looked at Qing'er. Perhaps she was shocked by the sudden situation, and she couldn't say a word for a moment.

"You hit me?" Qing'er covered her red cheeks and said unacceptably: "You actually hit me."

Qing'er's face was deeply sad, locking her eyebrows and eyes, and crystal tears rolled in her eyes. Her stubborn personality reminded her not to be cowardly. As her consciousness recovered, she bit her teeth tightly and turned her grief and anger into deep hatred.

However, Song Cheng said seriously: "I'm not beating you, I'm helping you regain your sanity."

Qing'er's anger in shame and annoyance had already made her unable to speak. She was like a jasper held in the palm of her hand. Without her preparation, she was thrown to the ground hard. Without the favor of a pearl in her palm, she was thrown into a cold cave. The humiliation of being so shameless was a fact that she could not accept.

"Okay, very good." Qing'er nodded, looked at Song Cheng and looked at Song Anle again, and then turned around and ran away, but there was a strong sense of hatred in the gaze she left behind.

"Qinger." Song Anle still wanted to follow her. Such love really made her worry. She didn't want to destroy her family affection for many years, but Song Cheng pulled her and stopped her from following her.

Song Anle blinked and scolded Song Cheng again: "Acheng, how could you be so impulsive?"

"It's not that I was impulsive, but that I made her reflect on her arrogance and rudeness." Song Cheng felt sad for his actions, except for the drastic change in attitude towards Qing'er. As for the slap, he did not feel regretful; because he saw Qing'er at this time very clearly, she was completely lost in her thoughts and reason, so his extreme actions were just to be able to wake up her thinking, and at least temporarily shock her.

The direction where Qing'er ran away was obviously her own yard, which was also the result that Song Cheng wanted. At least Qing'er did not decide to leave anymore. Such a result was better than any result, even if Qing'er would be cruel to him.

"She was just angry, why did you have to compete with her?" Song Anle said with an unhappy look: "Besides, she was just impulsive. If something happened to her, can you be worthy of your dead aunt?"

Song Anle admitted that she was also a little extreme. With Qing'er's emotions just now, if Song Cheng hadn't fought, it would have been difficult for her to suppress her intense emotions, so she just couldn't accept it for a while, and the estrangement between family affection became increasingly intense.

"Since you said that, it's all my fault, okay." Song Cheng left a fierce and ruthless words, and then left. They were all on the verge of the waves and felt uncomfortable, so they could only vent their anger with each other.
Chapter completed!