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“Yeah… when you left with your parents… Chu was depressed for a really long ti.”
Mrs. Qin began making things up so that Song Yishi would believe her…
The truth was, n were late bloors, and when Qin Chu was eight, he really didn’t know what love was.
“Mrs. Qin… never mind, don’t say stuff like this. Qin Chu’s already married, what if his wife finds out what you said?”
“Wife? I will never acknowledge that wife of his. You know, Shi, that woman’s mother was a shaless mistress who failed to take down Huo Zhenghai’s wife. Then, she ran away with his driver and gave birth to a boy. She’s really ssed up. Think about it, how will I ever be able to accept a woman with a background like hers… Chu’s an idiot, I don’t know what that woman fed him.”
“Mrs. Qin, let’s not talk about this, here, I brought these scarves from Italy. I wasn’t sure what color you liked, so I bought all three.”
Song Yishi took out the scarves; Mrs. Qin beca as happy as a clam as soon she saw that they were from a na brand…
“Hurry up and get Shi so bird’s nest soup.”
The maid quickly carried out a bowl of bird’s nest soup.
Mrs. Qin then held Song Yishi’s hand and said, “Shi, since your parents aren’t ho yet, why don’t you stay here for the ti being?”
“No, it’s okay, I can stay at my uncle’s.”
“Co on, listen to and stay here. My husband is in the States, he’s not on my side anymore… I don’t know how that little b*tch managed to do it, but I’m furious at him. I’m the only one living at ho right now, and I get really lonely. Plus, if you’re here, maybe Chu will co back more often. What do you think?”
“I can’t do that, Mrs. Qin… I can’t live here, really.”
Song Yishi was a woman who knew her place; even if Mrs. Qin liked her, she would never do anything degrading.
Mrs. Qin couldn’t push further upon seeing Song Yishi’s determination…
“Shi, you’re not leaving this ti, right?”
“Yeah… I told you on the phone that I’ve co back to spend ti with my parents. They’re not that young anymore, and my dad is retiring in three years. Then, I’m going to travel around the world with them.”
“Haha… what a good kid… if you ca back earlier, Chu… never mind, let’s not talk about that.”
“Mrs. Qin, take good care of yourself. Your health is the most important thing.”
“I will, you’re such a good kid. You’re the best.”
Song Yishi’s return to the country reignited Mrs. Qin’s barely-alive will to fight.
After comparing Huo Mian to Song Yishi, Mrs. Qin felt like the latter won by a landslide…
In terms of looks – Song Yishi was 170 cm tall and looked at sweet as Ling Chiling.
In terms of education – Song Yishi was a straight ‘A’ student who graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts of Florence, majoring in ink wash painting.
In terms of family – Song Yishi was the only daughter of C City’s Mayor Song.
In terms of temperant – in Mrs. Qin’s eyes, Song Yishi was perfect…
But she forgot a simple fact – perfect people didn’t exist in this world.
If soone seed too perfect, it only ant that she was good at pretending.
She probably had a deadly flaw that people wouldn’t be able to see right away.
Huo Mian wasn’t perfect, but she lived the way she wanted to, like a real person.
Song Yishi, on the other hand, lived like a painting, and played dress-up and pretend.
Qin Chu was reading a book on the bed while Huo Mian leaned on his shoulder and played with her phone.
“Sis, are you there?”
“Yeah.” Huo Mian replied imdiately when she saw Zhixin had sent her a WeChat ssage.
It was already 10 PM; Zhixin rarely ssaged her this late at night.
“Have you talked to Yue lately?”
“No, why?”
“For the past two days, she’s been avoiding and refuses to see . She doesn’t even reply my WeChat ssages that often. When I call, she either doesn’t pick up or hangs up after a few sentences.”
“Did you guys get into a fight?”
“No, it would be better if we did… that’s why I’m confused, I don’t know what’s wrong with her.” Zhixin was so anxious that he began sending his sister voice ssages.
“Calm down, let talk to her first.”
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