Song Xixi knew who her younger sister was, Song Pei'er, and bullying her had become a common occurrence. She had often framed and humiliated her since she was a child.

The original memory told her that her mother, Xia Manlan, died of amniotic fluid embolism during the birth of her second child in order to give birth to a son for the Song family. Xia Manlan was only twenty-eight years old when she died, and Song Xixi was less than three years old.

Less than three months after Xia Manlan's death, his father Song Xiuming married Dai Xueyuan into the family. At that time, Dai Xueyuan, who had just entered the house, was already seven months pregnant, which meant that when Xia Manlan was pregnant, Song Xiuming was already hooking up with Dai Xueyuan.

Together.

Children without mothers are weeds that make people look down upon. This sentence could not be more aptly applied to the original person. Dai Xueyuan is a two-faced person. In front of her grandfather and father, she is very good to Song Xixi. But behind her back, she is beaten in all kinds of ways.

Swear and threaten.

Dai Xueyuan was insidious and meticulous. When she bullied the original body, she would either prick her with needles or push her into the water. She also used ruthless means to pick places that were not easy to see. The original body was only a three-year-old child, how could she talk to an adult?

It can be said that she has no ability to resist at all. If she dares to file a complaint, Dai Xueyuan will take crazy revenge afterwards.

Over time, the original person had a weak and fearful temperament, and would not retaliate when hit or scolded. Even if he was bullied severely, he would only dare to hide and wipe his tears secretly. After he finished crying, he would force his face to smile to make his stepmother happy.

Dai Xueyuan's acting skills are really great, and she has performed flawlessly for more than ten years. It took a long time for her grandfather Song Zhengping to discover the clues, but at that time he was already seriously ill and was afraid that after his death, Song Xixi would bully her even more.

, so he entrusted her to his friend Sheng Yeqian.

She was originally weak and easy to bully, but Song Xixi had never been a soft persimmon who could be manipulated by others. She had always been the one who didn't bully others, so others should burn incense and bow three times. She glanced sideways at Song Pei'er and said, "Should I take it seriously?"

Does the background wall have anything to do with you?"

"Also, if you have any dissatisfaction with this matter, please go to Angkor directly and don't harm me here by being arrogant."

Song Pei'er was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the coward Song Xixi to fight back against her.

Ever since she was little, Song Xixi has been her punching bag. No matter how hard she was bullied, she could bear it silently and never dared to resist.

Song Pei'er quickly regained her composure, and stood up suddenly. She was completely different from the gentle and sweet person she usually was in front of the camera. With her hands on her hips, her vixen's aura suddenly made her two meters taller, and she cursed in a high-pitched voice: "

Song Xixi, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?"

"Don't think I don't know. If you hadn't climbed into Angkor's bed, how could he have won you the "Talents and Arts"? Aren't you a chaste martyr who only sells his art but not his body? Now he wants to lower you because of his resources.

Noble head?"

Taking into account the poor sound insulation effect, Song Pei'er deliberately lowered her voice when saying this, with vicious hatred in her eyes, "Song Xixi, do you know what I hate most about you? You are obviously a green tea lady, how can you pretend to be prosperous?

White lotus?"

Ever since she was little, Song Pei'er has always hated Song Xixi. She was obviously better than Song Xixi in everything, but her grandfather only liked Song Xixi in his heart, and all her relatives and friends would praise her for her exquisite doll when they saw her.

Yes, what Song Pei'er hates the most is Song Xixi's face.

Although Song Xixi is not very talented and has no acting talent, it cannot be denied that her face is truly beautiful.

Even if the vase is criticized by others, if you stand in front of the spotlight, you will see that it is an antique-level vase that outshines all other beauties. Some people are fed by God, and no matter how many knives others ruthlessly put on their faces, they cannot be compared with them.

She was comparable.

In this age where looks are valued, especially in the entertainment industry, looks are justice. Who doesn’t want to commit crimes based on their beauty?

Back then, Song Pei'er also wanted to get a bigger role in the big-budget film "Painted Soul", so she asked Wu De to help hook up Producer Wang.

During the dinner, the old pervert, Producer Wang, took a lot of advantage of her. After the two parties negotiated the terms, Wu De wisely helped them open the room.

As a result, he ran into Song Xixi when he went out. The old pervert looked straight in his eyes and voided all the conditions they had agreed upon. What was even more disgusting was that in front of her, he told Wu De to help him find a way to get Song Xixi.

Got it.

I don't know why this matter spread, and Song Pei'er became a laughing stock in the eyes of others. Those people ridiculed her behind her back, saying that no one wanted her even if she took off her clothes...

songs

?What qualifications do you have to yell at me?"

"Second, I'm not RMB. There are so many people who hate me that you can't even get a number, so there's no need to deliberately try to gain my presence here."

"Third, just because you can sell your body for resources and status, it doesn't mean that everyone is the same as you."

"Fourth..." Song Xixi stood up slowly, suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched Song Pei'er's neck fiercely.

Song Pei'er was frightened by Song Xixi's sudden violence. Song Xixi's hand was so strong that Song Pei'er's throat was pinched so hard that it hurt and made her breathless.

"Song Xi... Xi... let go... you give me... you give me... let go..."

Song Pei'er struggled desperately, trying to break away Song Xixi's hand from around her neck. Unexpectedly, Song Xixi's hand was like an iron plier. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't break it open.

The more Song Pei'er struggled, the harder Song Xixi's hand became.

Slowly, Song Pei'er felt that the air around her became thinner, her consciousness began to slowly become blurred, and her face turned from red at first to purple-black.

Song Pei'er's eyes widened. She saw that Song Xixi's face was as cold as frost, and there was a wolfish murderous intent in her eyes, as if she was not a person, but an ant... As long as she pinched Song Xixi gently, she would never see her again.

Tomorrow's sun.

Song Xixi really wanted her to die!!!

Chill seeped out from Song Pei'er's back bit by bit, and her whole body couldn't help trembling.

This woman Song Xixi is a madman, oh no, a demon crawling out of hell...

Just when Song Pei'er rolled her eyes and saw that she was about to die, Song Xixi suddenly let go of her hand.

Song Pei'er couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and took a big breath of air. A large amount of air suddenly poured into her lungs, and a burning sensation suddenly came out of her throat. She couldn't help but bend over and hug her belly and coughed desperately, drooling and tears

My nose was flowing out uncontrollably, and I was extremely embarrassed...
Chapter completed!