Song Piantao was quickly taken to Song's house. The Song family gave a sufficiently tolerant attitude towards Xiangsixi, who depended on her for life, and prepared a room together, which was next to Song Piantao's room.
The most embarrassing thing in this matter is Xiangsixi.
On Friday afternoon, when the boarders go home as usual, everyone went to the school gate and waited for their own car to pick them up. Only Xiangsixi was going to the bus stop opposite the school to wait for the bus.
In front of everyone's eyes, she was stopped by Song Fei.
Song Fei stood beside a car that looked expensive at first glance, pursed her lips tightly, and whispered, "Come with me."
"What?" Xiang Sixi suspected that she had heard it wrong.
The driver of the Song family respectfully handed the phone to Xiangsixi with both hands.
Xiangsixi put the phone to her ear inexplicably, and she immediately heard the voice on the other end of the phone, it was her sister.
"elder sister?"
The voice over there was as gentle as ever:
"Xixi, I'm sorry, I have something to do here and I can't go away and can't pick you up in person. You come back with Song Fei. When you get home, I will tell you what happened."
It's my sister's voice. Although Xiangsixi was at a loss, after confirming it, she followed Song Fei into the car without hesitation. When Song Zhai arrived, she really saw her sister.
Not only did she meet her sister, she also heard an incredible story, and was taken to a beautiful and exquisite princess room that looked like a real princess, saying that this was her future residence.
Xiangsixi looked at the wall full of beautiful new clothes in the closet, and then looked at the elder sister who seemed to be no different and seemed to have completely changed.
"...So, elder sister, you are the child of the Song family? Have you found your biological parents?"
"Yes."
Xiangsixi's mind turned around, and the first thing that came to her mind was, "Then Song Fei is my sister's sister??"
Song Piantao didn't expect Xiangsixi to have undergone earth-shaking changes. Her first reaction was to care about this. She rubbed Xiangsixi's brain and said with a smile:
"You are both sister's sister."
She didn't explain the difference, and didn't tell Xiangsixi at this time that Song Fei was the adopted child of the Song family.
Xiangsixi and Song Fei are not related by blood, but for Song Piangan, who has settled in a new soul, it doesn't matter at all whether they are related by blood. These details will be discussed later when there is time.
"Okay, there's a very fun banquet tonight, Xixi, wash up, I'll get you a few small dresses, you can choose the one you like, okay?"
As expected, Xiangsixi was quickly diverted: "Are there many people?"
Xiangsixi is usually quiet and introverted. At this time, she has to meet many strangers, and she is inevitably nervous. She is afraid of embarrassing her sister.
"You're a junior, just eat happily, and I'll take care of the rest. Besides, Xiao Fei will take good care of you when the time comes."
Will Song Fei do it? Xiangsixi had doubts in her heart, but her sister's gentle voice had a reassuring power, and she nodded involuntarily.
Beside Song Piantao, Xiangsixi naturally showed a childlike look of dependence.
outside the door.
Song Fei's hand that was about to knock on the door stayed in the air for a long time.
It was long until she heard a complete dialogue with her own name appearing.
Liu Ying asked her to accompany Xiangsixi to talk for a while, and take care of Xiangsixi who has no social experience in the evening, but now it seems that Song Piangan takes good care of Xiangsixi.
It is estimated that Xiangsixi will be in a bad mood when she sees herself.
- Not only Xiangsixi, but Song Piangan may feel the same way, after all, he has occupied her position for so many years...
Thinking of this, Song Fei couldn't help but step back, as if there was a beast of a flood in the house, or, in other words, for fear that the beast of the flood might collide with others.
But what Song Pianjiao just said... Are you and Xiangsixi her sister
Song Fei's heart was shaken for a moment, and then it froze even harder. She didn't believe what she said to coax this little child like Xiangsixi.
Her whole body was tense to the point of trembling, her back was straight, she kept her discipline and walked away quickly, as if fleeing.
Song Piantao accompanied Xiangsixi for a while, and was called out to meet people.
She had already met a number of relatives of the Song family and got acquainted with them.
Today is a family recognition banquet held for her, and it is announced that Song Piangan has officially returned to the Song family. She is the worthy protagonist tonight.
Not to mention how many people wanted to meet this dramatic Miss Song, just talking about the work she put into dressing up tonight, Song Pian couldn't get away to pick up Xiangsixi.
The makeup team treated her from head to toe. Before the official makeup was applied, a group of people gathered around Song Pian to sit in front of the makeup mirror.
Seasonal new products and designer orphans of high-value luxury brands can hardly be placed in front of Song Piangan at this time, and the colorful treasures are shining brightly.
The coordinator smiled very cordially: "I'm idle when I'm doing hairstyles, and the lady can pick and choose any jewelry that she likes. The lady said that this banquet is in a hurry, so I can make do with it. If I don't like it, I will invite you later. Designers make it for you."
Makeup artists and coordinators are like costume jewelry in Song Piantao's cloakroom. They are assembled immediately after Song Piantao's return. This styling team of about ten people will follow Song Piantao all the time after the banquet, designing daily looks for her. Serve.
There is nothing in the original book about this kind of meticulous life of a wealthy family. Song Piangan doesn't know if it's the same in other people's homes.
But when Xi Zihua and the daughters of several other families came to the dressing room and looked at Song Piangan, who was holding the moon with the stars, and all kinds of luxury around her, showing a complex and subtle expression, Song Piangan probably guessed, It seems that ordinary high school disciples usually do not go so far.
After coming out of Miss Song's dressing room.
"It's just extravagant. I'm going to suffocate when I stay in it. My breath is like eating money."
"See if my eyes are red?"
"Keko, I just glanced at it and saw five pieces of jewelry that I didn't order at the jewelry show—and they were just placed in a corner??"
Several little sisters who thought they were very rich and famous on weekdays looked at each other, as if a bunch of lemons were looking at each other, and they could not wait to hug themselves.
In front of the daughter the Song family held in their palms, they suddenly became pitiful little ones who were frugal.
"It can be compared to a family like the Nie family and the Liu family. What did Zihua say about Nie Lingbo last time—hey, what about Zihua?"
Only then did the little sisters realize that there was one missing person.
Someone thought for a while: "It seems... still at Miss Song's place."
Inside the dressing room.
Xi Zihua didn't know why he was left to speak, but he would definitely not go wrong with Song Piangan.
Let's not talk about the power of the Song family, let's just say that Sister Ling Bo has an inexplicable affection for Song Piantao out of narcissism. Xi Zihua felt that she should follow Sister Lingbo and treat Song Piantao well.
Not to mention Song Pianjiao's speech is nice, she is good-looking, and even her speech is gentle and sweet. It's such a pleasure to chat with her, just saying anything makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Xi Zihua's favorability level was rising. She was originally kept in the dressing room to chat with her, but in a blink of an eye, she didn't want to leave, and she took the initiative to suggest Song Pian's jewelry.
Is it interesting that those people outside have Song Piantao? No.
Maybe I will see Xi Heng's stupid batch, vomit.
Xi Zihua was admiring the beauty in costume in the mirror, and by the way, he dissed Xi Heng in his mind, and saw the little beauty in the mirror talking:
"I heard the second sister-in-law say a few days ago that her mother has a good relationship with your mother, and she also told me about your family incidentally."
Xi Zihua was startled, Song Piantao suddenly mentioned why he was at home
When the makeup was almost done, Song Pian asked the others to wait for him in the cloakroom next door.
Only she and Xi Zihua were left in the room.
Song Pian checked her makeup in the mirror, her slender fingers resting lightly on the side of her face, gently supporting the jade white beauty skin.
She curved her lips slightly and said softly, "I used to be with Xi Heng, but I never knew that while he was in love with me, there were so many people around."
"This..." Xi Zihua was silent for a while, and then said mercilessly with a quiet face, "He is indeed not a thing."
"I had no identity before, and no one told me these things. Even my second sister-in-law told me these things quietly. I didn't let my mother know."
As for whether Luo Ruzhi said this in front of Song Pianjiao, that is another matter. Song Piantao stood up straight in front of the mirror, with her thin white arms hanging by her side, her demeanor was graceful and graceful, she turned to look at Xi Zihua.
"I can't swallow this breath."
Xi Zihua was thoughtful and tentatively said, "Miss Song intends to..."
Song Pian's gaze settled on her:
"I heard that Xi Heng is a blood-sucking worm in the Xi family. You and Xi Heng are like enemies—"
"If I help the Xi family remove this bug, what will happen to the Xi family?"
The conversation in the dressing room was unknown except for the two of them.
When Song Piangan and Xi Zihua came out from the inside together, the two laughed and Yanyan could not see any abnormality.
Xi Zihua quickly went to the front banquet hall, and Song Pian went to the cloakroom to try on the dress.
She had just decided on two of them with the stylist, and she had to choose again, when there was a knock on the door outside the cloakroom.
The stylist went to open the door, and returned to the inside after a while.
"Miss, it's a gift from Miss Nie. It's jewelry. I'll see if you want to use it tonight."
"Huh? I'll see."
The stylist nodded and opened the black velvet jewelry box.
Song Piantao turned to look.
—Butterfly brooch