The words fall.

Wang Dengfeng glanced at Yu Tingzhi with some anxiety.

There was no special expression on his face, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and he gave a faint hum, showing no emotion.

Wang Dengyue licked his lips and continued: "My dad is not targeting you. He treats me the same way. Maybe in his heart, only Wang Dengyue is his biological son! No matter what I do, he thinks I am uneducated and ignorant.

Technique, he will always deny me."

He likes e-sports, and in Wang Mancheng's eyes, he is addicted to online games.

He wanted to start his own business and hoped that his father would encourage him. Wang Mancheng felt that he was too ambitious and had high ambitions but low ambitions.

He became good friends with Yu Tingzhi, and Wang Mancheng felt that he was willing to degenerate and not strive for progress.

Wang Mancheng seemed to have never looked at him seriously.

Having said this, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "But I don't care, no matter what he thinks of me!"

In fact, Wang Dengfeng sometimes envied Yu Tingzhi. Although Yu Tingzhi was notorious and shunned by everyone in Jiangcheng, he had all the love of his parents.

Yu Tingzhi lowered his eyes and turned the silver ring on his index finger.

The ancient ring reflects a mysterious light under the sunlight.

"Ever heard of a saying?"

"What words?" Wang Dengfeng asked.

Yu Tingzhi continued: "Born as a dragon, even if the palms and teeth are broken, the scales are pulled out, the eyes are blinded, the claws are broken, and the dragon falls into the shallows, it will still be a dragon."

He spoke every word in a low voice, not loud, but every word was heard.

Wang Dengfeng just looked at Yu Tingzhi without any reaction for a long time.

This feeling is a bit strange.

It was as if I suddenly had faith and my chest was filled with strength.

"Third brother."

"Um?"

"I trust you!"

Yu Tingzhi chuckled, "But I don't believe in myself."

The sunlight shone on him through the mottled leaves, making his whole person look a little unreal.

After a moment, Yu Tingzhi slowly looked back, still with a very indifferent expression, "In this world, the only person you should trust is yourself. Never place your hopes on others."

...

Song Baoyi followed Zhou Lei to the tea party.

This tea party was initiated by Mrs. Li, one of the eight wealthy families in Jiangcheng.

The location is in the back garden of Li’s house.

The Li family manor covers an area of ​​ten acres, with pavilions and pavilions in the back garden, where birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, the breeze is blowing, and the environment is elegant.

A dozen ladies and ladies gathered together, bringing their children with them, chatting and laughing, and it was quite lively.

Over the years, the Song family's position among wealthy families has become more and more prominent, and Song Baoyi's reputation has spread far and wide. Before mother and daughter stepped into the garden, Mrs. Li Zheng Shuhui stood up to greet them, "Mrs. Song, we were all talking about Miss Song just now.

Zhong Lingyuxiu is a famous and talented woman in Jiangcheng, and you two, mother and daughter, will be here soon."

Everyone likes to hear nice words, especially those with a strong vanity like Zhou Lei.

If she met someone who praised Song Baoyi, she could sit there and listen to him for a whole day.

"Oh no," Zhou Lei said proudly and proudly, but still very modestly: "You are the one who praises our family Baoyi too much."

Zheng Shuhui smiled and said: "There must be something to praise! We all envy you for giving birth to a good daughter!"

As a wife and mother, who wouldn’t want to have a good daughter like Song Baoyi that everyone admires?

"Mrs. Song, we all want to ask you, how did you raise such an outstanding daughter?"

Upon hearing this, the other ladies immediately agreed.

According to Song Baoyi's current development, she will definitely achieve great things in the future.

Networking is especially important in wealthy circles.

It's a pity...

Song Baoyi will soon be engaged to a famous trash man in Jiangcheng.

Listening to the echoes of the crowd, Zhou Lei could hardly hide the smile on her face, and she was no longer modest, and continued: "Actually, I don't teach much, I mainly rely on the child herself. She has liked reading since she was a child, and we are afraid that she will be spoiled by it.

His eyes were blinded and he couldn't stop it.

"That's a talent! People like us can't envy you."

After Zhou Lei finished chatting with everyone, Song Baoyi slowly said hello to everyone one by one.

She has enrolled in etiquette classes since she was a child, and she speaks and behaves in a well-behaved manner. At this time, she has done it just right, and has successfully become a c-figure that is admired by many stars.

At this moment, someone said, "Mrs. Yun is here."

Ben's voice praising Song Baoyi gradually faded away, and everyone looked towards the entrance.

Song Baoyi also turned her head.

I saw that the noble lady walking in front was wearing a dark green cheongsam. Although she was forty-three years old, her figure was still curvy and her long hair was tied behind her head. She could not tell her actual age at all.

The noble lady also held a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old in her arm. The girl was about 16 meters tall. She was wearing designer clothes, her hair was loose, and she was wearing a blue mask. Her head was lowered, and she was afraid to look at others.

This noble lady is Zhou Fengyan, the head matron of the Yun family, the head of the eight wealthy families.

The girl following Zhou Fengyan is her only daughter and the future heir of the Yun family.

Yun Shiyao.

As soon as Zhou Fengyan came in, everyone rushed to say hello.

After a moment, Mrs. Li introduced: "Mrs. Yun, these are Mrs. Song and Miss Song."

Zhou Lei's face was full of flattery, "Mrs. Yun, you look so young. How can you look like the mother of an eighteen-year-old child?"

"Thanks."

Song Baoyi looked at Zhou Fengyan and said politely: "Hello, Mrs. Yun, is this Miss Yun?"

With that said, Song Baoyi took the initiative to reach out to Yun Shiyao, "Miss Yun, I am Song Baoyi. I am the same age as you. I am a senior in high school this year. I am very happy to meet you."

Looking at Song Baoyi's extended hand, Yun Shiyao took a step back and tightened her grip on Mrs. Yun's clothes.

Since she was disfigured three years ago, she has become inferior and sensitive, especially when seeing beautiful girls.

Song Baoyi still had a smile on her face, but she was very unhappy in her heart.

No one has ever been so disrespectful to her.

She was willing to shake hands with Yun Shiyao, an ugly monster, and she had given Yun Shiyao enough face. She didn't expect Yun Shiyao to be so ignorant of compliments.

Yun Shiyao was very ugly, and she once scared a child to death, so almost no one her age was willing to play with her. If the Yun family hadn't been in the hands of eight wealthy families, Yun Shiyao would have been a rat crossing the street.

If the Song family hadn't wanted to borrow the Yun family's power, she wouldn't have treated Yun Shiyao!

Zhou Fengyan stepped forward and held Song Baoyi's hand, "Shiyao is introverted, Miss Song, don't mind."

"You're serious, I used to be more introverted than Miss Yun. It's only recently that I've become thick-skinned!"

She turned her generosity into a shameless one. How could such a kind-hearted junior not be liked by others?

Moreover, Zhou Fengyan also heard that Song Baoyi studied under Wu Yue and was very talented. He was better than his master at treating burns and was known as a walking repair machine.

Otherwise, Zhou Fengyan would not have brought Yun Shiyao to this tea party.

In fact, over the years, in order to restore her daughter's appearance, Zhou Fengyan has sought out many miracle doctors and been deceived many times. However, she has not lost heart. She believes that one day, her daughter will be able to take off her mask and walk under the sun.

Now, she finally saw the light.

Since Song Baoyi is Wu Yue's apprentice, she must have the ability to restore Yun Shiyao's appearance.

With this in mind, Zhou Fengyan continued: "Miss Song, can you take a step to speak?"

Of course Song Baoyi knew the reason, nodded and said: "Okay."

Mrs. Li had already prepared the tea room, and immediately took the two of them inside.

Zhou Fengyan turned to look at Yun Shiyao and said in a gentle tone, "Yaoyao, please wait outside for a moment. I'll talk to Miss Song for a while."

Yun Shiyao nodded.

Arriving at the tea room, Zhou Fengyan took a sip of tea first, and then said: "I heard that Miss Song has good medical skills and has the ability to rejuvenate."

"Thank you very much," Song Baoyi said very modestly, "I was just lucky and got a good teacher."

Zhou Fengyan looked at Song Baoyi with a smile, "In the final analysis, Miss Song has this talent. By the way, how sure is Miss Song of my daughter Shiyao's face?"

"Eight points." Song Baoyi said.

"Really?" At this moment, Zhou Fengyan seemed to see hope.

Song Baoyi nodded.

Zhou Fengyan added: "Miss Song, to tell you the truth, Shiyao's situation is much more complicated than you think. It's not too late for you to take a look first and then draw a conclusion."

Anyone who has experienced too many disappointments knows how uncomfortable it feels.

Zhou Fengyan never wants to experience being filled with hope and being disappointed again!

Song Baoyi did not answer the question directly, but asked: "Are you sure Miss Yun's face was burned?"

"Yes." Zhou Fengyan nodded.

Song Baoyi smiled and said: "Then there is no need to read. Mrs. Yun, as long as you believe me, then Miss Yun can take off the mask in the future."

------Digression-----

Good morning, little fairies~

"Born as a dragon, even if it breaks its fangs, pulls out its scales, becomes blind, breaks its claws, and falls into the shallows, it will still be a dragon."

It's a passage that Yinyin likes very much. It was selected from the Internet. Then I checked the source and it seemed that it was "For the Dragon".

See you all tomorrow~

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