Zhou Lei at this moment even suspected that Song Hua hadn't heard clearly what she was saying.
Otherwise, how could Song Hua directly refuse her?
A country bumpkin like her should yearn for high society tea parties.
Zhou Lei patiently said, "The tea party is at eleven thirty. I'll give you ten minutes to quickly go and change your clothes! If you miss the time, don't blame us for not taking you."
"I said," Song Hua didn't even lift her head, her fair fingers turning a page of the book, "no time."
It was still a faint voice.
Without any emotion.
Zhou Lei frowned slightly, the disgust in her eyes becoming more and more obvious. This wild girl really couldn't be brought to the table.
If Song Baoyi hadn't pleaded for her, did she think she could go to such a high-class place?
But now, Song Hua not only didn't know how to be grateful to Song Baoyi, but was also so unappreciative.
As expected, like breeds like.
Song Hua's biological parents must not have been good people, otherwise, how could they have given birth to such a thing?
"Suit yourself." Zhou Lei picked up the dress, "If you don't go this time, you don't need to go to such occasions next time either!"
Zhou Lei originally thought that with this threat, Song Hua would be somewhat afraid.
But Song Hua still had that indifferent look, as if she hadn't heard anything.
A bastard is a bastard!
Zhou Lei was so angry that her hands tightly clenched the dress, and she glared fiercely at Song Hua before leaving.
It was also this glance that made Zhou Lei realize that she didn't recognize a single word in the book Song Hua was holding.
It wasn't English, nor did it look like Korean or Japanese.
Could Song Hua, a little country girl, understand it?
Did she really think that by holding a foreign book, she could really be like Song Baoyi, fluent in four languages, and become a famous talented woman in Jiang City?
Dream on!
Zhou Lei took the dress downstairs.
"Mom, why did you bring the dress down again?" Song Baoyi had already changed her clothes. Today, she was wearing a white top, a black high-waisted skirt, and a pair of limited-edition white sneakers from a luxury brand. With her delicate makeup, she looked very beautiful.
Song Baoyi's reputation as the most beautiful woman in Jiang City was not unfounded.
"Does elder sister not like the dress I chose for her?" Song Baoyi then asked.
Mentioning Song Hua gave Zhou Lei a headache. Fortunately, Song Baoyi always thought of that elder sister of hers in every way.
But Song Hua had never treated Song Baoyi as a younger sister!
"It's not about the dress, she said she has no time," Zhou Lei said.
Song Baoyi glanced upstairs, "Is elder sister very busy?"
Song Hua had just returned from the countryside and didn't know anyone in Jiang City. Being unfamiliar with the place, Song Baoyi really couldn't figure out what she could be busy with.
Zhou Lei continued, "When I went upstairs just now, I saw her holding a foreign language book, pretending, not even afraid of making a fool of herself!"
"Foreign language book? Which country's?" Song Baoyi was a little curious. Thinking that Song Hua could speak English, she continued, "Maybe elder sister can really understand it."
Song Dalong made his fortune in the 1990s. He himself didn't have much education, so he had a kind of blind worship for intellectuals. He often imitated scholars, buying many famous paintings and calligraphy. After his daughter Song Baoyi became a great talent, he couldn't wait to announce it to the world, letting everyone know that his daughter was omnipotent!
Therefore, Song Dalong installed a large row of bookshelves in the living room, filled with world-famous works. Almost everyone who visited the Song family knew that Song Baoyi was erudite and talented.
Zhou Lei pointed to one of the books on the bookshelf and said, "It seems to be this kind of writing."
Song Baoyi turned her head to look, "This is ancient Egyptian writing."
Even she couldn't figure out the mysteries of ancient Egyptian writing, let alone Song Hua.
It seemed she was really pretending to understand.
She really didn't expect Song Hua to be so vain. She must have seen a book about ancient Egyptian writing on the bookshelf in the living room, so she bought one back.
But didn't Song Hua understand a simple truth?
Imitating others clumsily is pathetically stupid!
Zhou Lei continued, "If it weren't for the marriage with the Yu family, I wouldn't want to see her in this lifetime! She's simply a jinx!"
"Don't say that about elder sister," Song Baoyi continued, "Since elder sister doesn't want to go, then don't force her. It's almost time, let's go first."
Zhou Lei nodded and then said, "Baoyi, she has never treated you as a younger sister. And you have no blood relation with her, there's no need for you to be so sincere with her! It's not worth it."
Song Baoyi smiled, "No matter how she treats me, I just need to be able to look myself in the mirror without shame."
Seeing Song Baoyi like this, Zhou Lei shook her head helplessly.
This girl was just too kind!
It was said that kindness doesn't command troops, and righteousness doesn't manage business. Zhou Lei was a little worried whether Song Baoyi would suffer in her future life.
Upstairs.
Song Hua felt a little tired from reading, so she simply put the book over her face and fell asleep just like that.
The little kitten on the floor jumped onto her at this moment.
Song Hua instinctively wanted to wave it away, but suddenly seemed to think of something, and her hand stopped on the kitten.
On the high-rise building opposite the Song family's villa.
Two young men stood in front of the French windows.
One was tall and straight, wearing work pants and a black T-shirt, holding binoculars in one hand and the other in his pocket. Although his deep pupils were hidden behind the binoculars, and his full facial features couldn't be seen, he exuded an undeniable aura.
His thin lips were tightly pressed together.
The surrounding atmosphere was a bit low.
"Third brother, did you see it?"
"No."
Wang Dengfeng was a little anxious, "That drone at three o'clock."
Yu Tingzhi slowly moved the binoculars to the three o'clock direction.
After a moment.
The man's sexy Adam's apple bobbed up and down twice.
In the binoculars.!
A beauty slept soundly.
A cute pet lay on her lap.
Although the girl had covered her face with a book, it couldn't hide her beautiful figure. Her long legs were bent somewhat awkwardly on the hanging chair, and a few strands of black hair slipped from the chair, swaying in the wind.
This person...
"Is three o'clock the Song family's place?"
After a moment, Yu Tingzhi spoke faintly.
His voice was a bit low.
"It should be." Wang Dengfeng replied.
"Didn't you say before that the Song family has another daughter besides Song Jinfeng?" Yu Tingzhi then asked.
Wang Dengfeng was a little helpless, "Third brother, I'm impressed! How many times have I explained it? Your fiancée is called Song Baoyi, not some Jinfeng."
After speaking, Wang Dengfeng continued to explain, "The Song family had an adopted daughter before Song Baoyi."
Hearing this, Yu Tingzhi frowned slightly, seemingly thinking of something.
Wang Dengfeng added, "Speaking of which, this adopted daughter is also quite pitiful. The Song couple couldn't conceive for a long time after they first got married. Later, they adopted a daughter, and only then did they conceive! Later, they gave birth to Song Baoyi. When Song Baoyi was six or seven years old, she was diagnosed with liver failure. If the adopted daughter hadn't been a perfect match and provided a liver source, Song Baoyi wouldn't have survived! But the Song couple sent the adopted daughter to the countryside and ignored her after Song Baoyi recovered."
Although the outside world said that the Song family's adopted daughter was difficult to discipline, so she was sent to the countryside by the Song family, Wang Dengfeng didn't think so.
No matter what the adopted daughter's character was, just considering that she had saved Song Baoyi by donating part of her liver, she should have been raised well!
Yu Tingzhi didn't speak, the phoenix eyes hidden behind the binoculars were dark and沉.
After a moment, he put down the binoculars, "Go back inside."
Just two words.
Wang Dengfeng was stunned, "Third brother, did you see that drone?"
"No."
"That's impossible! There was clearly a drone! Let me see with the binoculars."
"Nothing to see." Yu Tingzhi threw the binoculars onto the sofa, "Go play games."
Hearing that they were going to play games, Wang Dengfeng immediately perked up, "Let's go!"
Hearing the sound of his son playing games with Yu Tingzhi upstairs, Madam Wang looked at Wang Dengyue, who was discussing official business with Mr. Wang in the living room, with a look of disappointment and sighed deeply.
After an unknown amount of time.
Wang Dengfeng pushed the wheelchair downstairs, "Mom and Dad, I'm taking third brother back, I won't be back for dinner."
Madam Wang smiled and nodded, "Okay, drive carefully on the road. Little Yu, come visit us when you have time."
Although Yu Tingzhi had a bad reputation, he was after all his son's friend, and Yu Tingzhi's character was not problematic and he had good looks, so Madam Wang didn't dislike him.
"Thank you, Auntie."
Mr. Wang was too lazy to pay attention to this useless son, and even more unwilling to look at Yu Tingzhi, this good-for-nothing, and turned around to go into the study.
Wang Dengyue put away the documents and followed his father into the study as if he hadn't seen Yu Tingzhi.
He was a man who would accomplish great things, and besides Wang Dengfeng, all his friends were elites. Naturally, he wouldn't waste time on two useless people.
Wang Dengfeng pushed the wheelchair to the door. Thinking of his father's and Wang Dengyue's attitude and fearing that Yu Tingzhi would feel uncomfortable, he continued, "My dad and that cheap half-brother of mine are always like that. Third brother, don't take it to heart."