d by Lia

e enters the private road, which is much emptier. After se

Qinghuan asks the driver to go to Xi

Song’s

alance has been transf

ing a white lace dress and with a long chestnut wavy hair, Song Shuyao trots happily towar

a and her pink lips warp slightly. She says like a spoiled child: “Mom

her to the sofa beside and asking her to sit down. Then she laughs and says, "Don't

ment. While she squints her eyes and says: “As long as she goes to the hospital, she will be injected much hormone medicine. It

ghter’s malign mind at such a young age. She holds a cup of iced coffee from th

that Song Qinghuan is going to become a fat pig, does n

Song Shuyao stands up excitedly and urges her mothe

with a spoiling

she relives her life, the psychological effects caused by Song family and all the people i

Her eyes are more smiling. She thinks tha

g. And when they look at Song Qinghuan standing in the large living room, they instantly find that she is empty-

her shoulders subconsciously when hearing the shouting, she questions with

d Song Qinghuan with her hands on the back. When Song Shuyao gets close to her, Song

ionally presses her voice to seem panick

tly to the old lady’s bedroom. Song Qinghuan glimpses it from the corner of her eyes

ong Qinghuan has no intention to drink. Then

Having learned the lessons from her previous life,

ome back without anything. Won’t you sell mom’s customized jewelry? Tsk. Tsk…

nd in Xi Ze’s house.

Qinghuan is very cold, but not for the air conditioner. However, at this moment Song Shuyao doe

h creature. You even secretly sell grandmother’s birthday gift prepared by mom with t

ines are exactly the same as those in the previ

fall in her bank account. All is closely linked with one another. No wonder she was unable to expl

which inconveniences her legs and feet. So she lives on the first floo

oesn’t mom give you enough money? But you cheated me like this. This customized jewelr

to end. The mother and daughter begin their acting by followin

where the jewelry is in front

obody believed her for she had no trace of scratch on her body and there

ot as relaxed as that when she just wakes up. Obviously, she has

n no chance to explain. “Grandma, you are right here. My siste

hind in Xi Ze’s house.” Song Qinghuan has it

re

voice. He is good-looking and extroverted. Every time he co