"You want me to explain?" Xie Yuze felt genuinely offended and angry.

If the person in front of him hadn't claimed to be from the Song family who had previously raised Xie Xing, he would have already made a move.

Xie Yuze put his hand on Xie Xing's shoulder. His height advantage made Xie Yuze's shadow loom over Xie Xing like a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe.

Xie Yuze said sinisterly, "Why don't you ask her why I want to teach her a lesson?"

Xie Xing shrank back guiltily.

A bead of cold sweat slid down her forehead.

In the original owner's memories, although the eldest brother of the Song family loved her gently and unconditionally, he was also strict.

At the very least, as long as he believes the original owner made a mistake, he won't let it slide because of her words.

Not long after——

Xie Yuze, Xie Xing, and Song Qingyang booked a new private room.

The three sat there, and after Xie Yuze explained the whole story, Xie Xing immediately retorted, "He's just too awful!"

[He even poisoned me, what's wrong with me saying a few harsh words?!]

Xie Xing retorted inwardly, unconvinced.

"Ow!"

She had barely finished speaking when she received Xie Yuze's iron fist as punishment.

Xie Xing covered his head, his eyes brimming with tears.

Why does everyone keep hitting me on the head?!

Song Qingyang was slightly taken aback.

He glanced at Xie Xing with a strange expression. Why did he seem to have heard Xing'er's voice just now?

The voice seemed to enter his ears directly, somewhat unreal. If he hadn't heard it twice, Song Qingyang would have thought he was hallucinating.

Song Qingyang glanced at Xie Yuze.

Xie Yuze remained calm, as if he hadn't heard the strange sound.

Song Qingyang frowned, and could only suppress the strange feeling in his heart for the time being.

In fact, Xie Yuze had already been stunned a few days ago, and he wouldn't be shocked unless Xie Xing made another outrageous statement.

But Xie Yuze also truly understood Xie Xing's troublesome nature.

Xie Yuze was always the most unconventional person in the General's Mansion, often infuriating Madam Xie and Xie Ansheng.

But after dealing with this adopted younger sister, Xie Yuze finally understood—

Use the softest and most obedient appearance to have the most prickly head.

What angered Xie Yuze the most was that his instructions to her a few days ago seemed like they were spoken to a dog. At the time, she nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice, saying that she knew, but the next day she gave him a shock.

With a dark expression, Song Qingyang gently rubbed Xie Xing's head, which had been hit, and scolded, "Even if Xing'er made a mistake, you should have reasoned with her. Why did you have to hit her?"

Xie Yuze crossed his arms and sneered disdainfully, "What do you know, you poor, pedantic scholar?"

Do you know who she offended?

Although Song Qingyang came from a poor family, he was well-read and cultured. He said calmly, "Given the power of your Xie family, you shouldn't be afraid of a prince with no power or influence, right?"

Ok?

Xie Yuze was surprised that Song Qingyang knew, and his expression turned slightly unexpected. He finally looked at Song Qingyang more directly.

Xie Xing also looked at Song Qingyang.

She hadn't seen the plot, and the system wasn't available right now.

She couldn't know what role Song Qingyang played in this story or what his fate would be, but from the original owner's memories, she could tell that he was an exceptionally talented person.

If Song Qingyang and Xie Yuhe had gotten to know each other, perhaps Xie Yuhe wouldn't have perished in the fire?

This thought suddenly popped into Xie Xing's mind.

It wasn't just a baseless rumor; she felt that Song Qingyang and Xie Yuhe were the same type of people, and perhaps they could get along well.

Of course, Xie Xing could only think this in his heart.

However, this will not be put into practice now.

Ultimately, her relationship with the Xie family was just so-so; the only person she had a relatively deep connection with was Xie Yuze.

The sudden whispered message made Song Qingyang momentarily dazed.

Where is that sound coming from?

Is that Xing'er's voice? But she clearly didn't speak.

Could it be that after Xing'er returned to the Xie family, she learned the ability to transmit her voice through the divine?

Song Qingyang's mind was filled with wild imagination, even conjuring up things like telepathy, which only existed in storybooks. But he still subconsciously corrected Xie Xing: "Xing'er, you should call him Big Brother."

How can you call him by his full name?

so rude.

His sudden remark startled Xie Xing. She exclaimed "Ah!" and then obediently called out, "Big Brother."

Song Qingyang was finally satisfied.

Xie Yuze: "..."

Xie Xing's heartfelt words just now made Xie Yuze begin to re-evaluate the poor scholar in front of him.

Judging from Song Qingyang's behavior just now, could it be—

He could also hear Xie Xing's voice?

And what exactly did Xie Xing mean by his heartfelt words?

Why was it that Song Qingyang's acquaintance with her elder brother saved him from perishing in a fire?

Although Xie Yuze had many doubts, his face turned ugly again when he saw Xie Xing call Song Qingyang "elder brother" so readily: "Now that you've returned to the Xie family, you have nothing to do with your original family anymore. You only have Xie Yu and one elder brother."

Song Qingyang remained unfazed: "Although Xing'er is indeed closer to your Xie family in terms of kinship, she has lived in my Song family for more than ten years, and our kinship is much closer than yours."

"Compared to you three Xie brothers, we three Song brothers are the ones who truly deserve to be called Xing'er's older brothers."

"What do you mean?" Xie Yuze stood up and looked coldly at Song Qingyang.

This poor, pedantic scholar, whose clothes were all patched up, where did he get the audacity to offend him?

"I've heard rumors that the Xie family has a talented daughter, who is the same child who took Xing'er's place back then. Is that right?"

This is no secret; the Xie family chose to make it public back then.

Even so, the Xie family does not consider Xie Mingzhu to be their daughter.

An adopted daughter is still a woman.

"Now that you've already recognized Xing'er, why not drive away the person who's taken over your place?"

Xie Yuze coldly replied, "This is a matter for my Xie family. Mingzhu will always be my sister."

Song Qingyang smiled: "Just as Young Master Xie said, Xing'er will always be my sister."

"Unless Xing'er herself denies it."

As he spoke, Song Qingyang turned his gaze to Xie Xing: "Xing'er, don't you recognize me?"

Xie Xing immediately shook his head.

Neither she nor the original owner ever had the idea of ​​disowning the Song family.

Based on memories, the Song family truly favored the original owner of the body.

At this moment, Xie Xing also understood a little why the original owner was not inferior but arrogant and domineering in the plot, as revealed by the system.

Because the Song family brothers were just too good to the original owner.

So, where were they in the original story?

Xie Xing was a little curious.

She plans to ask the system when it returns.

Xie Yuze couldn't win an argument with Song Qingyang at all; the poor scholar could shut him down with just a few words.

Song Qingyang's smile softened. "Ever since Xing'er left, I've been worried about you. Now that I see Xing'er, my heart is not at ease; on the contrary, I'm even more worried about you."

"Is Xing'er doing well at the General's Mansion?"

"If you want to come back, your brother, father, and mother are always waiting for you to return."

These words, spoken by Song Qingyang in front of Xie Yuze, can be considered a blatant provocation.

Xie Yuze said with a dark face, "Hey, you poor scholar, you talk as if my General's Mansion would mistreat Xie Xing."

"No matter what, staying in the general's mansion is better than living a miserable life with you."

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