Song Yaoyao passed Song Jingwan and walked upstairs with her schoolbag.
Song Jingwan bit her lip and pleaded, "Mom, please forgive Yaoyao this time, I believe she didn't do it on purpose!"
"Didn't it be intentional?" Zhou Manli snapped the remote control away, her voice was stern, "You didn't learn well at such a young age, and as a student, you go out to fool around after school and don't come home, who knows which wild man you fooled around with?"
"Mom!" Song Wenchuan's complexion suddenly sank, "You can also say such words?"
His eyes were extremely cold, looking at Zhou Manli as if he were looking at a stranger. He couldn't figure it out, just because of an order, because of the so-called good luck of those gods and ghosts that Song Jingwan showed, could she say that about his daughter
This kind of words, even if they come from a stranger, are ugly and insulting words, not to mention that these words come from Zhou Manli, a mother.
"Brother..." Song Jingwan turned pale.
Zhou Manli was taken aback by Song Wenchuan's accusation with a cold face, and when she realized she stood up abruptly and turned up her volume, "She can do it, so is she still afraid of being told?!"
The scene was deadlocked for a while.
Song Yaoyao paused slightly, she turned her head, with an inexplicable smile on her delicate face, "You think so."
wild man? Hmm, I don't know what my brother's expression will be if he knows this name.
From Zhou Manli's point of view, this is not self-inflicted, but complacent!
She turned her head and pointed at Song Yaoyao with a stern look, "Song Yaoyao, you are really hopeless! If I had known that I would give birth to such an unlucky ghost like you, I should have strangled you to death!"
"Mom, don't be angry, Yaoyao, don't say a few words!"
Song Jingwan hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhou Manli, and gave Song Yaoyao a look, signaling her to apologize and beg for mercy.
Song Yaoyao did not ignore the flash of pride in her eyes.
With a calm mind, she turned and went upstairs without saying a word, and her figure quickly disappeared.
Song Wenchuan pulled his lips coldly, and his probing eyes fell on Song Jingwan.
"Jingwan, you really don't know who Yaoyao went with?"
"I… "
Song Jingwan curled her fingers and couldn't help leaning towards Zhou Manli.
He raised his smiling face and forced a smile, pale and innocent.
"Brother, what are you talking about? How would I know where Yaoyao went?"
She tried her best to make her eyes meet Song Wenchuan's, pretending to have a clear conscience.
After a long time, Song Wenchuan frowned.
"Oh, I see."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Zhou Manli was furious tonight, and sneered when she saw this, "If you have the ability, you can cook it for her yourself, otherwise, if anyone dares to do it, just let me go."
She was determined to teach Song Yaoyao a lesson.
Song Jingwan let out a breath, and let go of her anxious heart.
It seems that brother should believe her, right
Song Wenchuan paused slightly. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Manli with some sarcasm.
"Mom, what about it? If it was Jing Wan who came home late, would you still do this?"
Facing Song Wenchuan's questioning, Zhou Manli patted Song Jingwan's hand amusedly.
"My Wanwan is so obedient, it's not like she doesn't learn well. Even if you go home late, you still have serious things to do."
"Mom~" Song Jingwan stamped her feet in embarrassment, "Actually, Yaoyao is also very good!"
"Don't speak for her!" Zhou Manli frowned.
Song Jingwan stuck out her tongue, and looked at Song Wenchuan aggrievedly, implying that there was nothing she could do.