The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

I saw the little girl following behind Zheng Mei, with long hair reaching her waist, wearing a black beret on her head, with red lips and white teeth, she was clearly facing the sky, but had a chaotic look, and was wearing black tights. , covered with a pure white loose sweater, lining the legs are thin and long.

She just followed behind Zheng Mei like this, smiling at Yan Yan, and the picture looked extraordinarily harmonious. The two were like mother and daughter, and they got along very naturally.

This is

Song Hua.

Realizing that it was Song Hua, the blood on Song Yiyan's face was gradually dissipating.

How, how can this happen?

Isn't the guest invited by Zheng Mei not a financial master?

Why did Song Hua come uninvited?

At this moment, Zheng Mei smiled and said, "Yiyan, look who is coming!"

Only then did Song Yiyan react, "Sister Huan."

Song Hua smiled slightly, "Miss Song."

Zheng Mei continued: "Yiyan, didn't you expect that it was Hua Hua today?"

Is the guest here today Song Hua?

Hearing this, Song Yiyan's heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

The mood is very complicated.

How to do?

Three days ago, she tried her best not to let Mrs. Song see Song Hua.

But now.

Zheng Mei actually brought people back.

Hope old lady Song won't find anything.

Song Yiyan prayed in her heart.

"Well, I didn't expect it." Song Yiyan squeezed out a smile, pretending to be very happy, and took Song Hua's hand, "Sister Hua, come in quickly."

Song Hua went in with him.

Zheng Mei continued, "Yiyan, where's your grandma?"

Song Yiyan turned her head and looked at the living room, "I don't know, maybe I'm resting upstairs."

Zheng Mei wanted to give Song Yiyan and Grandma Song more space to get along, and also wanted to ease the relationship between the two, and then said: "Go upstairs and call Grandma."

"Okay." Song Yiyan nodded.

At this moment, Song Bochen heard the movement downstairs and walked down.

"Mom, is there a guest at home?"

"Well," Zheng Mei said with a smile: "Bo Chen, you came down just in time. Let me introduce to you. This is Song Hua, whom my mother met in Jiangcheng. You can call me Hua Hua. This is my aunt's eldest son. , Song Bochen, if you don't dislike it, call him big brother."

Song Bochen looked at Song Hua, smiled and said, "Hua."

"Brother Song." Song Hua called out in a generous way, without any stage fright.

"What about Bo Yuan and Bo Yang?" Zheng Mei then asked.

As soon as the words fell, a playful voice sounded in the air, "Yeah! Where is the beautiful sister from!"

Song Hua looked back slightly and saw two figures.

Zheng Mei rolled her eyes at Song Boyang, "No one is right! Don't scare my sister!"

younger sister?

Hearing this word, Song Boyang glanced at Song Hua.

In the entertainment industry, Song Boyang has seen countless beauties.

artificial, natural domestic, foreign

Everything you need.

But it was the first time he saw someone like Song Hua.

Just a back view, he felt that this little girl must be very beautiful, but he didn't expect that after looking at the front face, she was even more beautiful than he imagined.

Even the description of the country and the city is not appropriate enough.

"Is younger sister considering entering the entertainment industry?" Song Boyang asked.

Zheng Mei reached out and patted Song Boyang, "Be serious."

After the words fell, Zheng Mei looked at Song Hua, and continued: "This is Song Boyuan, the second son of my aunt. You can call him the second brother, this is the younger brother Song Boyang."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Mei looked at Song Boyuan and Song Boyang, "This is Ma's guest, Hua Hua. She is as old as Yiyan, and she will be your sister in the future."

Song Boyuan looked at Song Hua and felt that this person was a little familiar, and then suddenly remembered the chance encounter at the milk tea shop.

Isn't this the little girl Song Boyan said is very good at playing basketball?

What a fate!

Song Boyuan never thought that Song Hua actually knew Zheng Mei.

"Hello," Song Boyuan extended his right hand to Song Hua formally, "I'm Song Boyuan."

"Second brother Song." Song Hua shook hands with him.

Somehow, Song Boyuan had a good impression of Song Hua.

Just looking at Song Hua like this made me feel inexplicably relieved.

"Sister Hua, I'm Song Boyang." Song Boyang continued.

"Song Xiaoge." Song Yan's tone was calm, and he did not see the excitement of the big actor, and even his demeanor was very natural.

I didn't ask for a group photo, I didn't ask for an autograph, and I didn't even ask much.

This made Song Boyang a little curious.

After all, if it was someone else, I would have been screaming with excitement.

Even when some relatives saw him, they immediately took out postcards and notebooks and asked him to sign.

But the little girl in front of her didn't respond.

"You don't know who I am?" Song Boyang then asked.

Song Luo was stunned, and then asked, "Where have we met?"

Hearing this, Song Boyang was very depressed.

He has just become popular, has he become a qi actor?

It stands to reason that Song Hua should not be ignorant.

Song Boyuan next to him chuckled softly.

"Hua, don't pay attention to him," Song Boyuan continued: "It's not a day or two that he is narcissistic."

Zheng Mei smiled and said: "Yes, yes, ignore him, sit down, eat fruit, whatever you like, don't be polite, just treat this as your own home."

"Thank you Aunt Song."

"What to say thank you to Auntie!" Zheng Mei peeled a banana and stuffed it into Song Hua's hand, "Eat a banana, this is so sweet."

Song Boyang had some doubts about life, looked at Song Yan and said, "No, sister, don't you really know me?"

Song Hua blinked slightly, "Well, I know."

Song Boyang breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Song Hua definitely knew him.

He has acted in so many movies, and his advertisements are everywhere on the street. How could Song Hua not know him?

If Song Hua really didn't know him, he would have been in the entertainment industry for so many years in vain!

Song Boyuan didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and continued, "Sister, when did you meet him?"

"Just now." Song Hua replied.

Song Boyang: "." is not very harmful, but highly insulting.

Song Boyuan was overjoyed.

This little sister can handle it, she really dares to say something.

Song Boyang's face was full of depression.

He was also a failure, and there were still people who didn't know him.

After the introduction, Song Bochen looked at his watch and said, "Mom, my company still has something to deal with."

Zheng Mei knew that her son was a busy man and nodded, "Go ahead."

Song Bochen looked at Song Hua, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"Brother Song is too polite."

After Song Bochen left, Zheng Mei raised her head and looked upstairs, and asked in confusion, "Why hasn't Yiyan come down yet?"

upstairs.

Song Yiyan stood at the door of old lady Song, with mixed feelings in her heart, and a look of unwillingness on her face.

She didn't want old lady Song to see Song Hua.

just in case

What if Mrs. Song finds something?

But now, what reason does she have to prevent old lady Song from seeing Song Hua?

Song Yiyan raised her hand, put it down again, and finally turned around and walked downstairs.

As soon as she walked to the handrail of the spiral staircase, Song Yiyan saw a dazzling scene.

I saw that the family of three downstairs got along very harmoniously.

Even Song Boyang, who patted her chest and said that she had only one younger sister in her life, called Song Hua one by one.

If Song Hua is really the daughter of the Song family that has been lost for many years, will the Song family still have her place in the future?

Song Yiyan's hand clung to the railing tightly, her knuckles turning white due to the excessive force.

Will not.

Song Hua is definitely not Song Yan.

Song Yiyan swallowed her throat and tried her best to calm down.

"Miss."

At this moment, Zhang Ma's voice came from behind.

Song Yiyan turned back.

"Madam asked me to come up to you."

Song Yiyan was full of anger and wanted to speak to Zhang Ma, but she held back and said in a low voice, "Do you know who the girl underneath is?"

Ma Zhang looked downstairs.

She only knew that Song Hua was a guest invited back by Zheng Mei.

Without waiting for Zhang Ma to speak, Song Yiyan continued: "She is Song Hua, the same age as me. She has been an orphan since she was a child, and has a scar on her arm."

"By the way, she's from Jiangcheng."

Hearing the last sentence, Zhang Ma's heart skipped a beat.

orphan.

Scar on arm.

Same age as Song Yiyan and from Jiangcheng!

Could it be, could she be Song Yan?

"Miss?" Zhang Ma looked at Song Yiyan.

Song Yiyan smiled, "Now you know you're afraid?"

Zhang's mother did not speak.

Song Yiyan continued, "Why didn't you think about it at the beginning? Have you ever thought about what I would do if she was really Song Yan? Where should I go?"

"No," Zhang Ma comforted. "There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world. She is definitely not Song Yan."

Song Yan was already dead.

A dead person will not threaten Song Yiyan's position.

"Don't you realize that she looks a lot like Zheng Mei?" Song Yiyan asked again.

Zhang Ma looked at Song Hua again.

At first glance, she didn't think the two looked alike. At least, she didn't think that the two were alike at first glance at Song Hua.

But looking at it now, there is indeed a bit of a resemblance between the two.

"Miss, you're wrong, they don't look alike at all."

"Really?" Song Yiyan seemed to grab the last straw.

"real."

Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief, tried her best to suppress all her emotions, and walked downstairs.

Seeing Song Yiyan coming down alone, Zheng Mei asked curiously, "Where's your grandma?"

Song Yiyan's tone was gentle, "Grandma, she must be feeling a little unwell. She fell asleep, but she didn't respond when I knocked on the door."

Zheng Mei nodded, "Then let your grandma sleep for a while."

"Um."

Song Yiyan walked to Song Hua and sat down, smiled and said, "Sister Hua, if I remember correctly, you should be in your third year of high school this year, right?"

"Well." Song Hua nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Song Boyang asked curiously, "Yiyan, you two also know each other?"

Song Yiyan said with a smile, "Sister Hua is the one I met my mother in Jiangcheng."

"So it is."

Song Yiyan looked at Song Hua, and then asked: "Then, sister Hua, why are you free to come to the capital at this time? The third year of high school at this stage should be the busiest time."

High school students live and die every day.

This remark also implies that Song Hua is not motivated and does not take learning seriously at all.

Sure enough, when he heard this sentence, Song Boyang raised his head and looked at Song Hua with a little more scrutiny in his eyes.

"I came to the capital on leave." Song Hua said.

Taking leave to come to Beijing?

As a student, the most important thing is to study hard, but Song Hua actually asked for leave to play in the capital.

Her attitude is too rude!

Such a person cannot have any good grades.

Song Yiyan nodded, "So that's the case. Sister Hua, you finally came to the capital, but you must play more in the capital."

"Well." Song Hua's tone was light.

Song Yiyan continued: "Sister Hua, I took the college entrance examination last year, and I still have a lot of college entrance examination materials left, as well as some important knowledge points I extracted myself. If you need it, I can find it and give it to you."

She is one sister, one sister, one sister, and her tone is gentle, but her words are like knives.

She is younger than Song Hua, but she must have been admitted to university. What about Song Hua?

Song Hua is still in her third year of high school.

"Thank you," Song Yan declined, "I have already memorized almost all the knowledge points that should be memorized."

"That's such a pity." Song Yiyan had a regretful look in her eyes.

This made Boss Song Boyang unhappy, and continued, "Do you know what university my sister took the exam last year?"

"She ranked sixth in the national volume and second in Beijing, and was directly admitted to Qinghua University."

As an actor, Song Boyang is very proud to have such a scholar-tyrant sister.

What is Song Hua?

Can she test better than Song Yiyan?

Many people asked for Song Yiyan's review materials, but they couldn't ask for it, but Song Hua was so good, she refused directly!

This is a bit of a mystery.

"Miss Song is very powerful." Song Hua's expression was light.

Song Yiyan smiled and said, "I'm so powerful! There are many people who are more powerful than me. In my third year of high school, I was addicted to playing games and didn't read much. I regret it now when I think about it, Sister Hua is so beautiful. , the grades should be better than mine."

A good-looking person is called a vase.

Song Hua is a vase.

Not to mention the sixth place in the national volume, she is afraid that she will not even be able to pass the sixth place.

Song Hua smiled slightly, but did not refute, just said: "Thank you Miss Song for the praise."

This.

Seems a little too arrogant.

Song Boyang frowned slightly.

After all, in his heart, no one is as powerful as Song Yiyan.

Song Hua is even worse than Song Yiyan.

But now, Song Hua is actually playing a big sword in Guandong in front of Song Yiyan.

For a time, Song Boyang's impression of Song Hua plummeted.

Song Boyuan smiled and said, "It's boring to talk and study. Today, I'm visiting our house. Let's talk about some light topics. Where's your hometown?"

"I'm from Jiangcheng."

"What a coincidence, one of my classmates is also from Jiangcheng," Song Boyuan continued, "Are you surrounded by the sea?"

"Well." Song Hua nodded slightly, "We are not only surrounded by the sea, but also the scenery is very good, and there are many delicious food. Welcome to the second brother Song to play in Jiangcheng."

At this moment, Song Yiyan gave Song Boyang a wink.

Then, he stood up and said, "Mom, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Go." Zheng Mei said.

Soon after Song Yiyan left, Song Boyang immediately stood up, "Mom, I'm going to the bathroom too."

"go Go."

Song Boyang walked towards the bathroom.

At this moment, Song Yiyan stood at the entrance of the garden and waved at him, "This little brother."

Song Boyang walked over, "What's wrong, Yiyan?"

Song Yiyan smiled and said, "Little brother, you're pretty smart, how did you know you came out with me?"

"Am I a fool in your eyes?" Song Boyang patted Song Yiyan's head.

Song Yiyan stretched out her head and looked inside, "Did you see it?"

"What do you see?" Song Boyang was a little curious.

Song Yiyan continued, "It's just Sister Hua! Don't you think Sister Hua looks familiar?"

"Really?" Song Boyang asked.

Seeing Song Boyang's reaction, Song Yiyan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Didn't I tell you yesterday that the second brother has someone he likes?"

"What do you mean?" Song Boyang frowned slightly, "You don't want to tell me that Song Hua is the person the second brother likes, right?"

"That's right." Song Yiyan nodded, "So, little brother, you have a better attitude towards Sister Hua, maybe she will become our second sister-in-law in the future."

Second sister-in-law?

Song Boyang was very resistant to the word.

His original impression of Song Hua began to slowly decline. At this time, after hearing Song Yiyan's words, he lost the slightest affection for Song Hua.

In this way, Song Hua is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Everything she did was probably aimed at Song Boyuan.

After all, no one will fall in love with someone after seeing them once.

Obviously, this is what the other party used.

Seeing that Song Boyang had not spoken, Song Yiyan pushed him, "Little brother, did you hear me?"

Song Boyang frowned slightly, and continued, "Yiyan, will you try to stay as far away from this Song Hua as possible in the future?"

The goal was achieved, Song Yiyan was very happy, but she pretended to be surprised, "Ah? Why?"

Song Yiyan is too simple!

She was so simple that she couldn't even find out when people used her.

Song Boyang continued, "She is approaching you and your mother with a purpose."

The Song family has a great career, and Song Boyuan is a well-known great painter. If a person like Song Hua from a small family can marry Song Boyuan, it will be a sparrow turned into a phoenix.

Song Boyang is in the entertainment industry, and he has seen everyone and every means.

He has seen countless material women like Song Hua.

He had already trained a pair of bright eyes.

"Little brother, you have misunderstood Sister Hua," Song Yiyan continued: "Sister Hua is not the kind of person you said, and she is already beautiful, so it's normal for the second brother to like her, let alone the second brother, Even I like her very much! Otherwise, I wouldn't have given her my review materials! It's a pity that Sister Huai didn't like her, she must have achieved better grades than me."

Song Boyang didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Yiyan's own filter, but only thought it was Song Hua's problem.

Song Hua should not reject Song Yiyan's kindness.

"She's in her third year of high school, and she's still wandering outside. How can such a person get better grades!" Song Boyang's tone was full of disgust, "A person like her can only change her fate by marrying someone."

A lot of girls think so.

Therefore, some gold worshippers are even willing to marry someone who is several rounds older than them.

Obviously, Song Hua is such a person.

"Little brother, why are you so hostile to Sister Hua?" Song Yiyan frowned a little unhappily.

"My silly sister," Song Boyang was very helpless looking at Song Yiyan like this, "When the time comes, they will sell it to you, and you will count the money for them!"

In terms of scheming, where is Song Yiyan's opponent?

If you want Song Yiyan not to suffer, she can only let Song Yiyan see Song Hua's true face early.

Song Yiyan smiled all over her face, "I think little brother, you are acting too much, right? In real life, where can there be so many scheming girls as you said."

The more innocent Song Yiyan is, the more worried Song Boyang is.

Seeing Song Yiyan like this, Song Boyang sighed helplessly.

I just hate that Song Yiyan doesn't have much heart.

Song Boyang continued, "Do you know how Song Hua reacted when she saw me just now?"

"Aren't you particularly excited?" Of course Song Yiyan knew what Song Hua's expression was when she saw Song Boyang, so she deliberately said the opposite.

Excited?

Thinking of Song Hua's reaction, Song Boyang had a mocking look on his face, "It's like she doesn't know me."

"No way?" Song Yiyan covered her mouth with her hands, "Little brother, Sister Hua actually doesn't know you?"

This is incredible too!

There are people who don't know the dignified actor.

It must have been installed.

Song Boyang didn't think so much at that time, but now he understands everything, "Song Hua must be pretending, how could she not know me? She just wants to attract my attention! This kind of person is really scary. !"

The key is that her acting skills are still very good, and she didn't let the actor Song Boyang see any flaws.

Thinking about it now, it's really scary!

Fortunately, Song Hua's true face was discovered in time.

"It shouldn't be so," Song Yiyan continued: "little brother, it's not that everyone is chasing stars, maybe sister Huahua really doesn't know you. Don't take things so absolute. I believe sister Hua, she is absolutely Not that kind of person."

A girl as simple as Song Yiyan is really rare in this world. At least Song Boyang has never seen it before. Song Boyang touched Song Yiyan's head and shook his head helplessly, "You little fool."

"I'm not a fool," Song Yiyan pouted, "Little brother, don't look down on people."

Song Boyang chuckled softly, "Aren't you a fool?"

As long as Song Yiyan had some scheming, she would not be so miserably deceived by Song Hua.

Song Yiyan looked at Song Boyang and said very seriously: "Little brother, I can guarantee with my personality that Sister Hua is definitely not the kind of person you said! You can believe me once, even if you don't believe me, you have to Believe the second brother's eyesight, do you think the second brother will fall in love with a scheming girl at first sight?"

"Why not, do you think your second brother is not stupid?" Song Boyang asked back.

"Second brother is not stupid, second brother has good eyesight, you see how good-looking Sister Huan is!" Having said this, Song Yiyan's eyes were full of light, "Little brother, you have seen more beautiful than Sister Hulu. girl?"

Hearing this, Song Boyang sneered, "What's the use of being beautiful? Beauty is in the bones but not the skin."

in the living room.

Zheng Mei couldn't help but turn around and murmured, "Why did these two children go to the bathroom for so long?"

After the words fell, Zheng Mei looked at the servant next to her, "Xiaohua, go see if the old lady is awake? If she is awake, tell her that the guest is here."

"Okay ma'am." The servant nodded and walked upstairs.

It just so happened that at this time, Song Yiyan came, "Sister Hua, let me go and call grandma."

Hearing this, the servant looked at Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mei said: "Let the lady go."

The servant then stopped.

Song Yiyan raised her feet and walked upstairs.

Zheng Mei seemed to suddenly remember something, "Yiyan, where is your little brother?"

"My little brother seems to be answering the phone." Song Yiyan replied.

Zheng Mei nodded.

Soon, Song Yiyan came upstairs and knocked on the door.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Song's voice came from inside.

Song Yiyan's voice was very gentle, "Grandma, it's me."

"Say."

Song Yiyan knew that Mrs. Song didn't want to see her, so she continued, "Grandma, I made hibiscus cake, would you like to go downstairs to eat some?"

"I'm not hungry." Mrs. Song replied.

Song Yiyan knew this was the result, and squinted her eyes and said, "Grandma, Sister Huahua is here. She is so beautiful. We'll go shopping in a while. Would you like to go downstairs to see Sister Huahua?"

Song Yiyan deliberately called out intimacy, and even told the lie that she wanted to go shopping with Song Hua.

Because she knows.

Mrs. Song hated her the most, and also hated her friends.

Sure enough, Mrs. Song continued, "I'm tired."

"Grandma, don't you really want to go downstairs to take a look?" Song Yiyan continued, "I promise you will fall in love with Sister Hua when you see her."

The old lady Song in the house stopped talking.

The goal was achieved, Song Yiyan curled the corners of her lips, and continued: "Since grandma, if you don't want to see me, then I'll go down first."

After speaking, Song Yiyan turned around and walked downstairs.

Seeing that Song Yiyan came down alone again, Zheng Mei asked with some concern, "Is your grandma alright?"

"It's okay, don't worry," Song Yiyan smiled slightly, "She just didn't sleep well last night."

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Mei breathed a sigh of relief.

upstairs.

Sitting on the hanging chair on the balcony, Mrs. Song recalled what Song Yiyan said, and felt that something was wrong.

Who is it here?

Why is Song Yiyan so affectionate?

Zheng Mei is an honest man, what if he is deceived?

Think about this.

Mrs. Song immediately stood up from the hanging chair and walked downstairs.

She wanted to see where the holy place came from.

The most important thing is that Zheng Mei said last night that the little girl is more beautiful than Meng Qingfan.

Meng Qingfan is the goddess of Mrs. Song.

Is there really someone more beautiful than their goddess?

Furthermore, what if this 'Meng Qingfan' and Song Yiyan are in the same group?

Zheng Mei was chatting with Song Hua, and when she heard footsteps, she looked up and said with a smile, "Mom, you're down."

Hearing this, the smile on Song Yiyan's face stiffened for a moment, and then looked back.

The whole person is even worse.

It was actually Mrs. Song.

This damn old woman!

How did she come down?

Old Mrs. Song leaned on the dragon head crutches, with a kind smile on her face, "I heard that there are guests at home, so I'll take a look."

Seeing the old lady Song, Song Hua immediately stood up from the sofa, "Hello old lady, I am Song Hua."

The old lady Song looked at Song Hua, and her eyes were full of astonishment.

This little girl is so pretty!

Those eyebrows and eyes are like those engraved by the most beautiful artists.

No wonder Zheng Mei gives such a high rating!

Song Hua is indeed prettier than Meng Qingfan.

"The little girl's surname is Song Wa," Old Madam Song said with a smile, "Then maybe we were still a family five hundred years ago."

Zheng Mei continued: "Mom, you can just call her Baa."

"Is that the girl next to the female character?" Mrs. Song then asked.

Song Hua nodded slightly, "Yes, old lady."

"Hey," Mrs. Song held Song Hua's hand with one hand and looked at Song Hua, feeling that this child was simply grown up in her aesthetics, "What is the name of the old lady, just call her grandma."

In this way, it seems that Song Hua is her own granddaughter.

Song Yiyan stood aside, but became a superfluous person.

Song Hua smiled and said, "Grandma."

This grandma could be said to have reached the heart of Mrs. Song.

She really likes this little girl so much.

I wish Song Hua was his own granddaughter.

She could tell at a glance that Song Hua and Song Yiyan were not the same person.

This little girl looks pure at first glance, especially with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes.

Unlike Song Yiyan, who has an unpleasant face, she looks like someone who bullied her all day long, red eyes and crying if she doesn't understand, old lady Song is really disgusted.

Mrs. Song immediately took off the bracelet and put it on Song Hua's hand. "Grandma didn't prepare a gift for you today. You keep this bracelet. It's not a valuable thing. You shouldn't dislike it."

"Grandma, I can't accept this," Song Hua declined politely, "If you are so polite, I will be embarrassed to come play at home next time."

Although she also likes the kind-hearted old man in front of her very much, she must not accept such an expensive gift when they meet for the first time.

"Hua, if you don't accept it, grandma will be angry!" Mrs. Song said with a stern face.

Song Hua smiled and said, "Then grandma, you definitely don't want me to come back next time."

"Okay, okay, I can't tell you," Mrs. Song reluctantly took back the bracelet, "Then you have to remember, and come to Grandma to play more in the future."

"Well." Song Hua nodded slightly.

Song Yiyan watched this scene, her hand hidden in her sleeve clenched into a fist.

Damn old woman.

what does she mean?

When she grew up so big, the old woman gave her a longevity lock, which was given to her when she was one year old.

But I only saw Song Hua for the first time today, and the dead old woman gave such a precious bracelet.

Is she so biased?

ridiculous!

How ridiculous!

Zhang Ma, who was on the side, was also very uncomfortable when she saw it.

Embarrassed my daughter.

During lunch, Mrs. Song specially asked Song Hua to sit beside her.

That is the treatment Song Yiyan has never enjoyed.

"Hua, you look thin, remember to eat more." Mrs. Song kept helping Song Hua with dishes.

After a while, Song Hua's bowls were piled up into a hill.

The old man even peeled the shrimp for Song Hua with his own hands.

She couldn't hide her love for Song Hua.

After a while, Mrs. Song continued, "Hua, how old are you this year?"

"eighteen."

Mrs. Song suddenly felt sad, "If my eldest granddaughter is not lost, she will be eighteen this year."

Granddaughter?

Hearing this sentence, Song Yiyan felt even more uncomfortable.

If Song Yan is the eldest granddaughter, then what is she?

What does it mean to die an old woman before an outsider?

Embarrass yourself?

After the words fell, Mrs. Song asked again: "Hua, what month is your birthday?"

Song Hua replied, "Birthday in August."

August?

The old lady Song frowned slightly, her Yanyan was the first month's birthday.

That being said, the birthday dates are a little off.

Hearing this sentence, Song Yiyan's heart trembled.

Well, why did Mrs. Song ask Song Hua's birthday?

Could it be that she has discovered something?

Zhang's mother also noticed this problem and turned to look at Song Hua.

But luckily.

Song Hua's birthday is wrong.

However, one thing is right.

When she threw Song Hua away back then, the date of birth written on the note was August.

Hard to do.

Is Song Hua really Song Yan?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ma's hand shook, and the plate in her hand just fell to the ground.

Snapped--

Ma Zhang reacted immediately, "Old lady, I'm sorry."

Zheng Mei never cared about this with the servants, and said with a smile, "It's fine if you're okay."

Mrs. Song frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Ma, "What's going on?"

Zhang Ma's eyes were a little red, "I'm sorry old lady, I, I will pay attention."

Song Yiyan was very anxious.

This is something that is more than enough to fail.

I hope it doesn't arouse the suspicion of the dead old woman.

"Someone in the family bullied you?" Mrs. Song then asked.

She subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Because Zhang Ma has always been a stable person in her impression.

"No, no."

Zhang's voice was very low.

"Old lady, you misunderstood, no one at home bullied Sister Zhang," Sister Li, who had a good relationship with Zhang's mother, stood up and said, "Sister Zhang was wronged at home."

Saying that, she stroked Zhang Ma's sleeve, "Look, her man beat him! That man of hers won't recognize his six relatives as long as he drinks. Sister Zhang is too pitiful."

Under the sleeves, Ma Zhang's arms were covered with bruises and contusions.

It's unbearable to look at.

Even Song Yiyan frowned slightly.

Mrs. Song continued: "It's all like this, why don't you consider divorce?"

Zhang Ma said: "I can only blame my bad life."

She can't get a divorce.

If she gets divorced, what if that rotten gambler finds out about Song Yiyan's existence?

Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~