At the same time, Xia Qingyao and his daughter, who were kicked out of the mansion, took a bag and could not find a place to stay for a while, so they followed Duan Yingying to stay at the Duan family for two days.

Xia Qingyao held Duan Yingying's hand very moved, "Yingying, thank you for helping me. If it weren't for you, I would have nowhere to go with my mother today, and I would have been sleeping on the streets, so pitiful."

Duan Yingying, "What are you doing so politely? We are good sisters. I don't look down on you like Song Zhao, who is an orphan. I always look at you based on character when making friends, and I am very generous to friends."

A word from an orphan girl, Xia Qingyao wished she could tear Duan Yingying's face to pieces.

However, she also has to use Duan Yingying to seek benefits and must not break up with her.

"Yingying, you are such a good girl. Unfortunately, I am a slight person and cannot help you. I will also drag you down. Song Zhao bullied you but couldn't speak for you. If I can become a girl from the Song family today, I will definitely ask you for it."

Duan Yingying suddenly thought of the humiliation of kneeling today and gritted her teeth and said, "That vicious woman Song Zhao is so hateful! She made my elder brother disabled and was my enemy. I know Qingyao, you are kind, you and your mother must have been framed by her, and I must find a way to take revenge!"

Xia Qingyao, "It's not easy to take revenge? Yesterday I overheard that the eldest prince chose Song Yao's husband in the name of the Orchid Exhibition..."

"What did you say? Song Yao still wants to marry someone else?" The lame-legged joke Qi had no appearance as a talented man in the past, and his face was ferocious.

"If it weren't for Song Yao, how could I end up like this? She ruined me and should have caused me to be urinated. She still wanted to marry someone else again as if nothing had happened?"

In the past few days of decadence at home, the jokes have completely turned black.

The more the stinky girl Song Zhao didn't want him to marry Song Yao, he wanted to marry Song Yao. He torture him day by day, and asked Song Zhao to beg him.

Xia Qingyao smiled strangely, "How simple, Brother Duan, you have already declared a mess. Then you will sneak in and ruin Song Yao's marriage and make those people dare not marry her. Song Yao won't have to marry you?"

My eyes lit up during the joke.

Yes, he has no future anyway, so why should he take care of his face?

"But Song Zhao will definitely follow Song Yao all the time. That stinky girl is cunning, and I may not be able to accomplish anything." Duan Ziqi hated Song Zhao even more, but he also knew that he could not beat Song Zhao.

"Isn't there any brother Duan?" Xia Qingyao was careless, "Yingying found some powerlessness to disperse. When Song Zhao was unprepared for her, you can let Brother Duan untied Song Zhao's dress. Why don't Song Zhao have to marry Brother Duan?"

Duan Yingying was enlightened.

Yes, as long as the second brother marrys Song Zhao and the eldest brother gets Song Yao again, can we round and flatten the Song family?

She hesitated again, "There is no problem here, but the second brother likes Song Zhao, how could he be willing?"

"You don't understand men too much." Xia Qingyao chuckled, "Now that Duan and Song families have broken up, Song Zhao is hostile to Duan Er Ge, and Duan Er Ge is sad. If he has the chance to marry Song Zhao, Duan Er Ge will not refuse."

Duan Yingying and the other two were overjoyed in the joke.

Xia Qingyao licked her lips and sneered.

So what if she is an orphan?

With her IQ and ability, the so-called children of aristocratic families are still played with by her.

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After dinner, Old Lady Song specially packed the dishes and handed them to Song Zhao, "Zhao Zhao brought them to Xiao Yu. He is introverted and is willing to talk to you. Take more care of him and don't let him think we have neglected him."

Song Zhao is quite delicious, and his grandmother is really good to the little pervert.

If you know that the little pervert will die in the future, will you still feel pitiful?

Song Zhao carried the lunch box and walked along the corridor to Zhaixing Tower.

The drizzle was drizzling outside the eaves, and the raindrops fell on the bluestone path, making a clattering sound.

She was in a very good mood. She successfully drove Xia Qingyao and her daughter away today, and her parents made up, which was a good start.

However, there are many things to do next, first of all, it is to cure the elder brother's cold poison, and the time is too fast to calculate.

Song Jingxian suddenly appeared in front of Song Zhao and whispered to her, "Little Sister."

"Are you okay?" Song Zhao looked up at him, his expression calmly, revealing the unfamiliarity that came from his bones.

Song Jingxian looked at her, as if it was difficult to speak, and paused for a long time.
Chapter completed!