Quick Wear: Men who steal the heroine will become addicted

Song Zhaoyue's eyes widened in horror, and her voice rose several degrees, becoming extremely sharp and piercing.

"Are you crazy? I drove her away just to stay in the Song family. I don't want to have anything to do with her vampire parents. I don't want to marry an old man who's been married twice!"

God knows how dirty Liu Zhenzhen's family is. Her fat and big-eared father is an alcoholic and a domestic abuser. Her patriarchal mother leaves all the good things to her son. Liu Zhenzhen's tuition is all donated by kind-hearted people.

Song Zhaoyue took a look from afar and didn't even dare to enter their house, for fear of dirtying her limited edition lambskin high heels.

Qiao Chu sat down slowly, put on the pair of priceless jade earrings, admired them in the diamond-studded princess mirror for a while, and then spoke slowly.

"Hush, keep your voice down. If the lady and the gentleman hear this, you will be in trouble."

Song Zhaoyue glanced towards the door in panic and swallowed nervously, "Then what should I do?!"

"Don't you understand? This tactic is called retreat in order to advance. They are feeling guilty about Liu Zhenzhen right now. The more forceful and overbearing you are, the less benefit you will gain."

Qiao Chu took out a pearl bracelet from her jewelry box as tuition for her hands-on teaching.

She beckoned Song Zhaoyue to lean closer to her ear and said, "In a few days, when they bring Liu Zhenzhen back, you can do this first... and then that..."

Song Zhaoyue nodded thoughtfully, "Chu Chu, you must have a solution, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Qiao Chu smiled and said, "That's fine. Don't use those empty words. Thank you in a practical way."

Song Zhaoyue gritted her teeth and gave Qiao Chu another set of sapphire necklaces.

However, compared with her status as the daughter of the Song family, these are not worth mentioning. As long as she is Song Zhaoyue, she will have endless money to spend and endless cards to swipe.

Moreover, the Song family has no sons, so after her parents pass away, the entire Song family will belong to her.

Back in his room, Qiao Chu exported the file from the recorder, removed the beginning and end, and stored it in an encrypted folder.

Although she had done her homework in advance, Qiao Chu was still not at ease with the stupid and arrogant Song Zhaoyue. Early in the morning on the day she took Liu Zhenzhen back, she knocked on Song Zhaoyue's bedroom door.

"Put on these mini Bluetooth headphones and follow my instructions..."

As soon as Qiao Chu walked into the room, he saw Song Zhaoyue dressed up. She had her hair done in advance, and her eyelashes, eyeliner and red lips were still intact. She was wearing a new Chanel suit.

After all, Song Zhaoyue was the daughter of a wealthy family who had been pampered for over twenty years. She could afford a complete wardrobe, but...

It has a sense of overly refined and deliberately packaged look.

Qiao Chu slammed the Bluetooth headset on the table, forced Song Zhaoyue to sit down, and started to remove her makeup without saying a word. In order to save time, his method was extremely rough and cruel.

When she was pulling out her false eyelashes, Song Zhaoyue cried and her eye sockets were rubbed red by the makeup remover cotton.

“Mmmmm… Qiao Chu, what are you doing!?”

This was the battle robe she had picked out with great difficulty, and she had spent three hours putting on the makeup of a wealthy daughter. Her plan was to lose the battle but not the battle, and to crush Liu Zhenzhen in all aspects!

When her parents see the comparison between her and Liu Zhenzhen, they will definitely dislike Liu Zhenzhen in their hearts and think she is not presentable!

Qiao Chu sneered: "Are you dressing like this to highlight how miserable Liu Zhenzhen is, and thus deepen the Madam and the Master's sense of guilt and compensatory psychology towards her?"

She took away all the brand-name clothes, bags and shoes in Song Zhaoyue's closet, and casually gave her a white dress from a street stall that was of good quality.

"Wear this and I'll do your makeup."

Song Zhaoyue put on her clothes obediently and sat on the dressing stool waiting for Qiao Chu to show off his skills.

Less than two minutes later, the people behind him clapped their hands and said, "It's done. You can leave like this in a moment. I'll go and entertain Liu Zhenzhen first."

Song Zhaoyue opened her eyes, feeling anxious and helpless - Qiao Chu hadn't done any of the necessary makeup steps and had given her two dark circles under her eyes!

The cheap skirt made her feel embarrassed and she felt so wronged that tears were about to fall. But when she thought of Qiao Chu's plan, she forced herself to hold the tears back.

A little impatience will ruin a big plan, while patience will bring peace... After driving Liu Zhenzhen out, she will buy ten high-end fashion sets as a reward for herself!

In the living room downstairs, Liu Zhenzhen has arrived, oh no, now she should be called Song Zhenzhen.

In order to welcome this real daughter back to the wealthy family, Qiao Chu took a day off.

The art director is just a nominal position, not to mention her as the director's secretary.

In fact, she didn't go to work for the past two days. Jin Yuzhou felt that she was hit hard, so he granted her paid leave.

But in the eyes of the Song couple, Qiao Chu was just being helpful. This child was always obedient and sensible, helping them solve many problems.

Qiao Chu brought out lemon tea and some pastries baked by his aunt from the kitchen, smiling gently and easygoing, "Zhenzhen, welcome home. I didn't expect you to be Madam's daughter. No wonder I felt we were destined to be together when we were in school."

With this warm and hospitable appearance, no one could tell that Qiao Chu had once helped Song Zhaoyue bully Song Zhenzhen.

Song Zhenzhen didn't look at Qiao Chu well. She sat awkwardly on the sofa, her hands on her knees, her fingertips curled together nervously.

She has been wandering around for these years and suffered countless hardships, but her biological parents kept the murderer and accomplices who bullied her at home. How could she not feel disgusted?

When she thought about how Song Zhaoyue had taken away her wealthy life of more than 20 years, and how she relied on her status as a young lady to instruct her followers to target her in various ways, she wanted to beat the man when he was down.

Yes, growing up in such a dark family, Song Zhenzhen is by no means as well-behaved and harmless as she appears. She is smarter than Song Zhaoyue and is better at disguising her ambitions.

Qiao Chu deliberately sat next to her and jokingly said, "Zhenzhen, we had some misunderstandings at school before. They were just children playing around. You shouldn't have taken it to heart, right?"

Song Zhenzhen couldn't help but move to the side.

It really wasn't a big deal, it was just that Song Zhaoyue and Qiao Chu huddled together for warmth and excluded her, making it impossible for her to make any friends in the class and being bullied wherever she went.

This was a devastating blow to a sensitive adolescent girl.

So much so that when Song Zhenzhen thinks of those difficult days, her body can't help but tremble.

She said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I haven't remembered it for a long time."

Qiao Chu took a cookie and handed it to her, "Zhenzhen, eat this cookie and we will be a family. I heard that you also want to work in Jin's? Let's take care of each other in the future."

Qiao Chu is already the secretary of the young master of the Jin family, but Song Zhenzhen has not yet passed the interview. To be honest, it is Qiao Chu who takes care of her unilaterally.

This is a substantial olive branch.

Song's father and mother nodded with satisfaction. The Jin family was a large and prosperous family. It would be convincing for Zhenzhen to go and hone his skills for a year or two and then come back to take over the family business.

Song Zhenzhen really wanted to roll her eyes. Who would be family with a nanny's daughter like you?