Chapter 145 Vixen
Song Anhao really knows her sister very well.

Exactly the same as her mother, Kong has a beautiful appearance, but her mind is more poisonous than snakes and scorpions.

After she taught her a lesson, she knew that she would definitely not let it go, so she pricked up her ears the moment she turned around, listening to every move behind her.

as predicted.

When she was about to go down the steps, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind her, and she dodged to the side without thinking.

Song Qingtian didn't expect her to dodge, her body suddenly lost her center of gravity, and she rolled down the steps unexpectedly.

There are not many steps, only five.

But after Song Qingtian rolled down, his chin hit the marble floor, making a dull crashing sound.

Listening from a distance, Song Anhao felt pain for her.

Song Qingtian burst into tears of pain, lying on the ground, covering her chin with her hand, moaning in pain, unable to get up for a long time.

This scene happened to be seen by Yuan Ya who came out to look for her daughter. Her first reaction was not to help Song Qingtian, but to run over to accuse Song Anhao.

"You little bitch, what did you do to Sunny? Did you push her off the steps?"

Song Anhao spread his hands and said innocently: "Which eye of yours saw me push her down the steps? Be careful, I will sue you for defamation."

Yuan Ya said sharply: "You still say no! I saw it with my own eyes!"

Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can guess it.

This little slut, just seeing that their mother and daughter were upset, tried to steal their things, and even wanted to drive them out of the Song family.

This time, she must strike first.

Song An raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "I saw it with my own eyes? Then tell me, which hand did I push it with? Which step did I push it from?"

Yuan Ya couldn't answer, so she simply started crying, making trouble, and hanged herself, crying and cursing like a shrew.

"Oh, I'm dead, I've been bullied by this little slut! My poor sunny day, being bullied like this by my own sister, I almost lost my life, huh... Today, if we don't give us a To be fair, I will not live and die in front of you..."

Song Anhao looked at Yuan Ya with disgust.

Although the Song family is not considered a wealthy family, it is still a wealthy family.

How did you get into a street shrew like Yuan Ya?

She didn't see how much her father liked her?
Song Qingtian got up from the ground in pain.

I felt so ashamed of my mother's sarcasm, and wished I could dig a hole in the ground.

She has been pampered and respected by the Song family for more than ten years, why can't she get rid of her street spirit?
"Mom, it's okay, don't cry..."

She wanted to persuade her, but Yuan Ya didn't listen, instead she cried louder and louder.

"Oh, I'm dead. It's hard to be a stepmother. Kindness is not rewarded... I treat her wholeheartedly, but she is ungrateful. She doesn't even want to call her mother, and bullies our mother and daughter..."

Soon, her crying attracted Song Tao and Song Wenxi.

Song Wenxi's first reaction was that Song Anhao was being bullied again, so she hurried over and asked concerned: "Xiao Hao, are you okay? Are they bullying you again?"

Song Anhao shook his head and pouted at Yuan Yanu with contempt on his face.

Song Tao saw that Song Qingtian's chin was red and swollen, his clothes were wrinkled, and there were dust and grass clippings. He was about to ask about the situation.

Yuan Ya had already run over, grabbed his arm and began to complain: "Old man, you have to decide for Qing Tian! Xiao Hao pushed Qing Tian off the steps just now, causing Qing Tian's jaw to be broken. She still can't die Admit it, bully our mother and daughter, and want to drive us out. Huh...how can I say that I am her stepmother, and I am not as good as her stepmother, how could she treat me like this, she has no heart, little white-eyed wolf... "

(End of this chapter)

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