The cool night of the stars promise you a lifetime

Lin He and song Mingyue are naturally willing to see song Xingliang unlucky.

Then he gloated and said, "Dad, you are still considerate. Your daughter is not sensible. You really love me most!"

Lin he flirted bitterly and said, "it's cheap for her to marry into the Bo family. At least it's a rich family. Even if she is killed, it's her honor."

Song Mingyue nodded in agreement and thought maliciously: it's best to be killed!

Seeing that his mother and daughter were comforted, song Yanzong was obviously relieved, and then ordered the housekeeper, "take her upstairs to rest first. If you need anything, try to meet her."

The housekeeper just wanted to respond. Song Mingyue volunteered and said, "Dad, I'll take my sister. She just came from the countryside. She must have never seen such a good house. I just took her to visit."

When song Yanzong heard the speech, he had no opinion.

Soon, song Mingyue came to Song Xing's cold noodles and said faintly, "let's go, sister."

Then he led the way ahead.

Song Xingliang looked at her different changes, her eyes slightly cool.

Although song Yanzong deliberately lowered her voice just now, she still listened to his words without missing a word.

Her good father is really a good abacus.

At this moment, song Mingyue has bad intentions.

The corners of her mouth disdained to stir up.

She wants to see what tricks this stepsister, who has not seen for many years, wants to play.

Song Xingliang followed song Mingyue with his suitcase.

Song Mingyue was dressed delicately and walked in small steps. Song Xingliang was dressed in a shabby school uniform and looked idle. It seemed that she just came to visit, which didn't seem embarrassed at all.

Song Mingyue Yu Guang glanced at Song Xingliang's appearance and hissed in his heart. What if he looks good? Temperament is not something anyone can learn.

Garbage is garbage. You should stay in the mud. This big city shouldn't be where she comes!

Song Mingyue stood up and walked more upright, so that song Xingliang felt ashamed and had no face to stay here.

Across a richly decorated room, finally, song Mingyue and song Xingliang stopped at the end of the corridor.

Song Mingyue glanced at Song Xingliang from top to bottom, then stretched out her hand and pushed the door open.

The sundries in the sundry room haven't been cleaned in time. The sundries are piled on the other side. A small bed is reluctantly stuffed in the corner. The surroundings are still bright, and the particle feeling of floating dust can be vaguely seen in the air.

Song Xingliang leaned half against the erected suitcase. Seeing the environment in the sundry room, she didn't frown. She hugged her arm and looked at Song Mingyue.

It was not enough for her to think carefully about all the tricks she had.

Song Mingyue looked inside and then at Song Xingliang. It didn't seem to achieve her expected effect.

How could song Xingliang pretend like that? I'm afraid it's deliberately pretending not to care?

She caught a glimpse of song Xingliang's attitude as if he didn't care about anything. She was so angry that her chest was stuffy. "Sister, the family is full and there's no place to live. She can only make do with her wronged sister here."

"Isn't there a guest room at home?"

Song Xingliang's voice was lazy. His sight circled song Mingyue and quietly took it back.

Song Mingyue carried her hands on her back, with a girl's unique charming look between her eyebrows and eyes, but her words were not very pleasant. "The guest room is used to entertain distinguished guests. Ordinary people can't live in it. Moreover, her sister comes from the countryside. If there is any bad living habits, it will lose her father's face if outsiders see it."

Song Mingyue decided that song Xingliang had just returned to the city. There was no place to go except the Song family.

Even if she only arranged a utility room for song Xingliang, song Xingliang had to wag his tail to thank her.

I'm proud of myself. In such a big north city, I have no power and power. I'm nothing.

Besides, garbage should stay in the garbage dump. Do you still want to live in a guest room?

Song Xingliang doesn't look at what she is. Does she deserve it?

Song Mingyue raised her chin and waited for song Xingliang to go in with something.

"Oh..." Song Xingliang lengthened the syllable and nodded clearly. Then he didn't play cards according to common sense and dragged his suitcase down.

Downstairs, there are fruits on the tables of song Yanzong and Lin He. Cherries are full and expensive.

Song Xingliang only looked at it, took back his eyes, and said frankly to song Yanzong, "Mingyue said that there was no place for me to live at home, but only in the sundry room. My mother said, I came to the city to live a good life with you. Is this the so-called good life of the Song family? Then I really can't afford it."

She said, carrying her suitcase and walking outside the door. It didn't look like a joke at all.

Song Yanzong's face changed. If the little bitch hadn't been useful to herself, where would she live in this family?

Now is not the time to tear the skin. When song Xingliang marries Bo's house

"The star is cool. The moon is not sensible. As your sister, don't worry about it like the moon. Dad will arrange it for you again." song Yanzong hurriedly stopped in front of Song Xing's cold face.

Lin ho also acted affectation as a lobbyist. "The moon is spoiled by us from childhood. There is no sense of propriety in doing things. She has a sister who wants to be naughty."

It would be nice for the wild girl from the countryside to make room for sundries. If it weren't for money, Lin he would have kicked people out.

Song Xingliang turned a blind eye to their hypocrisy. "Unless song Mingyue personally came and invited me back, I won't talk."

As soon as the voice fell, song Xingliang dragged his suitcase and left the Song family without looking back.