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Song Qianyi looked up and saw Ji Jingshen standing on the second-floor balcony, his expression unreadable.

She waved to Ji Jingshen.

The latter ignored it.

Song Qianyi didn't think anything of it and ran upstairs, just in time to catch Ji Jingshen leaving.

She grabbed his sleeve: "Don't go, have some tea with me."

Leaning slightly forward, she whispered in Ji Jingshen's ear, "I stole the tea from my grandfather. I heard it's Kung Fu black tea, priceless."

Seeing that Ji Jingshen remained unmoved, she added, "He just came from here."

"Someone else" raised an eyebrow.

Ji Jingshen wanted to refuse, and raised his hand to brush Song Qianyi's hand away. But when his gaze met her bright eyes, the word "no" was on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't say it.

“You’ve agreed.” Song Qianyi didn’t give Ji Jingshen a chance to refuse and pulled him to sit down in the tea room.

The two sat facing each other, the aroma of tea wafting through the air.

Song Qianyi poured Ji Jingshen a cup of tea with great care, carefully observing his expression.

She wasn't sure if Ji Jingshen would misunderstand because he saw her talking to Cheng Linhao.

If the other party doesn't bring it up, she doesn't feel comfortable bringing it up herself.

Since she started this whole thing, it makes it seem like she's guilty.

Neither of them spoke.

The tea room was quiet, with birdsong coming from the veranda.

These are several small birds that Song Hongguo has carefully raised.

Sunlight streamed into the tea room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the room with warmth.

Occasionally, the sound of car horns could be heard from a distance, but it was too far away to hear clearly.

Finding tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle is truly delightful.

Song Qianyi narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying a moment of peace.

My initial nervousness gradually eased.

"Ji Jingshen".

She shouted.

Ji Jingshen looked at her.

"I'm so happy to be home this time. It would have been even more perfect if Cheng Linhao hadn't bothered me," she continued.

"I really hate him now. He ruined my good mood."

She clasped her hands together and said, "I hope he won't be here next time I go home."

“He’s your sister’s fiancé, there’s no way he wouldn’t come,” Ji Jingshen stated the facts.

Song Qianyi suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at him: "Can't I even have a fantasy?"

A cryptic smile played on Ji Jingshen's lips.

He twirled the cup with his long, slender fingers and gently tapped it on the table: "The tea is finished."

The meaning of "drive people away" is quite clear.

He also indicated that he didn't want to continue the conversation with her.

Song Qianyi pursed her lips, paused for a few seconds, and then stood up. "Then I'll go."

Reaching the door, still hearing no sound behind her, she stopped. "I'm leaving?"

no response.

She raised her voice: "I'm really leaving."

Ji Jingshen turned his head and said, "Where are you going? Grandpa's side is still the gate. I'll see you off."

"It's just a few steps, no need."

Song Qianyi blushed and muttered something under her breath before turning and walking away.

She wanted to find Song Hongguo, so she hurried downstairs.

"Song Qianyi".

Song Qianyu appeared and stood at the top of the stairs, blocking her way.

"Who messed with you again?"

"Who else but you?"

Song Qianyu glared angrily at Song Qianyi with her head held high, but realized that she was standing shorter than Song Qianyi and lacked the necessary imposing presence. She lowered her head and took a step down to stand on the same step as Song Qianyi: "The servants in the house all saw it."

"What do you see?" Song Qianyi thought Song Qianyu looked like a fighting rooster, leaning lazily against the fence.

"Don't pretend, someone saw you deliberately seducing Lin Hao in the garden." Song Qianyu said angrily, "I knew it, you still can't forget Lin Hao."

"Who's so quick to speak?" Song Qianyi didn't respond to Song Qianyu's question, but glanced sideways at the living room downstairs.

In the corner of the living room, a maid was peeking around. When she met Song Qianyi's gaze, she quickly pretended to be busy.

“It has nothing to do with them. If you don’t do it, no one will have any leverage against you.” Song Qianyu reached out and tugged at Song Qianyi’s shoulder: “Are you ever going to stop?”

Song Qianyi slapped Song Qianyu's hand away, stood up straight, and said with a sharp look in her eyes, "That's the question I should be asking you."

She took a step forward, forcing Song Qianyu to retreat: "I have long lost interest in your fiancé. I have said this more than three times. If you had listened even once, you would not have come here to question me based on some tacit agreement."

"You and Lin Hao were alone in the garden, and you still say you didn't seduce him?" Song Qianyu was unwilling to lose face.

"Who saw it?"

Song Qianyi pointed at the servants downstairs: "Whoever saw this, come over and explain how I seduced Cheng Linhao."

The room was silent.

"Don't come to me with these baseless accusations." Song Qianyi frowned, feeling more wronged than Dou E.

Even though she had clearly seen Cheng Linhao and kept her distance, it was he who took the initiative to chase after her, and everyone thought it was her fault.

A bunch of psychos.

Song Qianyi turned around, about to leave.

She no longer wants to go to Song Hongguo's place; she only wants to leave the Song family as soon as possible.

"You're not allowed to leave!" Song Qianyu reached out to stop Song Qianyi: "If you weren't feeling guilty, why would you be leaving so fast?"

"Because I have a phobia of stupidity!"

Song Qianyi grabbed Song Qianyu's hand with her own.

While struggling, Song Qianyu also tried to attack Song Qianyi.

The two quickly began to fight.

"What are you doing?"

A question suddenly rang out.

Song Qianyi and Song Qianyu held each other's hair tightly, neither willing to let go.

Xu Fengnian watched the two sisters fight from the second floor, and felt his blood rush to his head.

When the two daughters were young, they never fought. Now that they are older and married, they have started to fight.

The thought of his two sons-in-law still being at home, making them a laughingstock, made Xu Fengnian feel like he couldn't catch his breath. He clutched his chest and said sternly, "Let go of them right now."

"Let go first."

"You first."

Song Qianyi and Song Qianyu were equally determined.

"Mom, Song Qianyi hasn't changed her old ways. She's still trying to seduce Lin Hao. What happened yesterday was all an act." Song Qianyu didn't forget to smear Song Qianyi in front of Xu Fengnian.

"You're blind, that's enough, but I'm not," Song Qianyi retorted. "Besides you, who else would treat her like a treasure?"

"Song Qianyi, you bastard, you bitch, all you've ever done is steal my things since we were kids." Song Qianyu said without thinking.

"Enough! Aren't you ashamed enough?" Xu Fengnian shouted with his last bit of strength, then fell straight down to the floor with a dull thud.

"mom!"

When Song Qianyi and Song Qianyu saw Xu Fengnian faint, their expressions changed simultaneously. Forgetting their fight, they let go of each other's hands and rushed to Xu Fengnian's side.

Xu Fengnian lay on the ground with his eyes closed, unresponsive to Song Qianyu's attempts to shake him.

"Mom, wake up, Mom, don't scare me." Song Qianyu shook a few times and began to wail.

Song Qianyi calmed down a little and, trembling, put her hand under Xu Fengnian's nose.

She only relaxed a little after she felt her breath.

Hearing Song Qianyu's crying, he found it annoying and shouted, "Shut up!"

Song Qianyu's sobs were stuck in her throat, leaving only whimpers.