Xia Runan’s arrogance is utterly ruined by Song Qinghuan’s mockery. She looks at the girl sitting opposite unbelievably. This secret has been kept for 18 years, and how does Song Qinghuan get to know it?

"Shut up!"

Song Qinghuan puts her index finger on her lips and says with a smile: "Shush."

“Don’t be angry.” Song Qinghuan looks at the gasping woman and chuckles, "You don't need to be so agitated. Song Shuyao suppresses me off-stage. Isn’t it all your blessing, Ms. Xia? Why are you so astounded in front of me now?"

Song Qinghuan examines Xia Runan in a tongue-in-cheek way and says: “After all, there are no outsiders here, right?”

Xia Runan is chocked up for the moment, and after a sigh of relief, a gentle expression appears on her face. She softens his voice and says: "Huanhuan, are you angry with me? What are you talking about? You and Shuyao are both my baby girls. Your sister is somewhat self-willed, but she is good in nature."

History repeats itself. She was deceived again and again by Xia Runan in her previous life.

Song Qinghuan is playing with her fingertips. When Xia Runan thinks she is cheated, Song Qinghuan looks up at Xia Runan with a smile. She is laughing, but the voice is indifferent.

She snorts and says: "Do you still remember the kidnapping when I was seven. You are exactly the same as you were then."

"!!" Xia Runan looks at her incredulously.

They two are at battle-pitch and Xia Runan’s gentleness is broken by Song Qinghuan once again. She pretends to be sorrowful and says: "Mom knows, you still blame us and refuse to forgive us."

Song Qinghuan holds her cheek with one hand and watches Xia Runan’s performance with great interest. It seems that Xia Runan feels like covering up the secret that she is not her own daughter, but now Song Qinghuan will not be deceived again.

Xia Runan only thinks that Song Qinghuan is very weird today, a striking contrast to the previous one, weak and harmless. Nowadays, the person in front still has the same face, but she is aggressive, especially her eyes, as if they could see through everything.

Xia Runan releases her pent passion, getting up and leaving with a cold expression.

The air is filled with smoke, and closing her eyes, Song Qinghuan rubs her temples with her finger pulps. At the moment she is still thinking that it will not be out of luck…

The sound of footsteps comes closer and closer from the balcony.

Song Qinghuan twitches the corner of her mouth and thinks this is really a bad day!

Song Shuyao and Xia Runan really amaze her that they even chose the same room.

Xu Ningzhou, who was planning to find a quiet room to clear his head, is out of expectation that he witnesses two big episodes in such a short time.

Bugging?

This is never the case!

Because it is Xu Ningzhou who was here first.

Xu Ningzhou thinks that he can go and buy a lottery and with this kind of good luck, he will win the prize.

“Why are you still here?” Song Qinghuan feels a sense of powerlessness when she opens her eyes and looks at Xu Ningzhou standing in front of her.

Smoke flies to Song Qinghuan and makes her frown with disgust. Xu Ningzhou extinguishes his cigarette in the ashtray and looks down at Song Qinghuan with an air of judge, asking in the smokey tone: “How did the kidnapping happen when you were seven years old?”

Song Qinghuan holds her arms with hands and leans back slightly, which is a sign of denial. She wears a playful expression and answers with her jaw up slightly: “Does it have anything to do with you?”

Xu Ningzhou wears a well-cut suit and put aside the black tie without others’ notice. He has a dark face instead of the previous playful one, making his facial features dour.

The two stare at each other and make no appeasement. Xu Ningzhou is a little on edge and unbuttons the top two buttons on his shirt with one hand, a totally overbearing CEO in the TV series when he becomes serious.

“Xu Ningzhou,” he says, “is my name.”

Song Qinghuan blinks her eyes and says with a smile: “Hum?”

Xu Ningzhou leans over and approaches his whole face to Song Qinghuan. The breath sprays on her face. Song Qinghuan's big eyes are now like the bright last quarter moon, arched like a hook.

Suddenly the door of the lounge is opened. Xu Ningzhou and Song Qinghuan turn their heads to look at it.

Xi Ze and Song Mingxiu stand at the door of the lounge. Obviously, they do not expect to see such a scene when they open the door.

Song Qinghuan holds her arms with hands leaning on the sofa and Xu Ningzhou bends slightly and puts one hand close to her ear. When the door is opened, they are so close that they give others a confusion that Xu Ningzhou has kissed Song Qinghuan just now.

Xi Ze and Song Mingxiu's eyes glimmer. Xi Ze is the first one who comes to Song Qinghuan. His eyes are full of worries about Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan avoids body contact with Xu Ningzhou, stands up and says with a smile: "Why do you come up?"

Xi Ze has an eye contact with Song Mingxiu and frowns, "You haven't been down for a long time. We just come up and have a look. Are you all right?"

Song Qinghuan shrugs and catches a glimpse of Xu Ningzhou from the corner of her eyes. He already sits calmly back on the sofa. She says with ease, "I am fine."

Xi Ze nods and says to Song Mingxiu, "Brother Mingxiu, I'll send Huanhuan back first."

"Okay, thank you." Song Mingxiu nods. His suit jacket is hanging over his arm. Looking at their backs, he shows a complex emotion on his face.

As a forgotten bystander, Xu Ningzhou watches the three’s expressions and movements from beginning to end.

The slender fingers tap on his knees. Xu Ningzhou droops his eyelashes and hides his emotions. He just thinks it is right to come here tonight. It is interesting, isn't it?

……

An Excellent A Student.