Work?!?!
Which means.....
Xia Gao stared in disbelief at the basket in Su Bailian's hands.
This... was it bought with Su Bailian's own money?
Song Ming!!
You promised to take good care of Xiao Lian!
And this is how you take care of her?!
Su Bailian explained, "Xia Gao gege, don't worry about Lianlian, Ming gege also said he didn't want me to go out and work."
"But... but..."
Hearing this, Xia Gao felt a little better in his heart.
He had thought that Song Ming had forced Xiao Lian to go out and work.
But the next sentence immediately reignited Xia Gao's anger.
Only to hear.
Su Bailian clutched the hem of her dress, her expression aggrieved and hurt: "But Zihan sister doesn’t seem to like me very much."
"There have been several times when she privately called me a bastard..."
"She cursed me as a shameless, venomous woman..."
"Of course..."
Su Bailian's eyes reddened: "Lianlian is indeed an orphan... but... but... sniff sniff..."
As she spoke, Su Bailian started crying again.
And Xia Gao couldn't hold back either.
Song Zihan!!
You, this poisonous woman!!
Even Lianlian you bully!!
You, you cheap person!!
"Then... what did Song Ming say?"
Xia Gao continued to ask.
Su Bailian took a deep breath upon hearing this and explained for Song Ming: "Ming gege doesn't know, I didn't tell him."
"By the way, Xia Gao gege."
Su Bailian looked at Xia Gao, pleading: "Xia Gao gege, Lianlian begs you not to say it out."
"After all, they are siblings."
"And I....."
Her eyes dimmed: "I'm just a third party who has intruded into their family."
Ahhh——!!
Song Zihan!! You wicked woman!!
Song Ming!! You're also an asshole!!
Xia Gao roared in his heart.
As the Rakshasa King, how could you not be clear about what's happening in the family?!
So this can only mean one thing.
That is....
All of this!
Was tacitly allowed under Song Ming's watchful eye!!
Song Ming!
You shameless!
Is this what you meant by protecting Xiao Lian?!
Su Bailian wiped away her tears and gave Xia Gao a grateful smile: "Thank you, Xia Gao gege, for listening to Lianlian so much."
"I feel that Xia Gao gege is so caring for his subordinates and understanding."
"Plus, since I came, I haven't seen Ming gege come here."
"So I thought Xia Gao gege was the master of the Rakshasa Palace."
“Ah, Lianlian doesn't mean anything, just expressing a feeling.”
As she spoke, Su Bailian waved her hand and then left with the basket.
And Xia Gao.
Stood still on the spot.
His expression was sullen as he clenched his fists.
Su Bailian's words kept echoing in his mind.
Rakshasa Palace... master...
Yes.
Xiao Lian is right.
What point did I, Xia Gao, do worse than Song Ming?
Why do I have to always be suppressed by you?!
It seems...
Xia Gao took a deep breath, his eyes darkened, and he felt he should have a heart-to-heart with the other three hall masters.
On the other hand.
Su Bailian walked to an intersection with the basket, and a black car slowly drove up.
Click.
The door opened.
Su Bailian skillfully drilled in.
Inside the car.
Su Muwan and Qin Luo had been waiting for a long time.
Su Muwan looked at Su Bailian, who was able to control her expressions so freely, and couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Su Bailian, no wonder it's you."
"Tell me, how are things going in the Song family?"
Su Bailian rolled her eyes and said unhappily: "Why should I tell you about my hard-earned results......"
As she spoke.
Su Bailian suddenly felt a murderous intent.
She looked over.
Only to see Su Muwan glaring gloomily at her.
Yikes!
Su Bailian's face turned pale.
What are you doing! Always scaring people!
This kind of terrifying gaze, I couldn't act it even if you gave it to me for a lifetime.
She shivered: "Uh, I'll say it, I'll say it right now."
"Hmph!"
Su Muwan let out a light hum, indicating the other party to continue.
And Su Bailian obediently continued, cursing in her heart.
Su Muwan! You son of a bitch!
I just talked tough a little!
If you had talked to me nicely, I would have said it too!
Why do you have to threaten me like this!
Making it seem like I'm only saying it because I'm afraid of you!
After cursing in her heart.
Su Bailian then hummed and said: "I have gained the trust of most people in the Song family and the Rakshasa Palace."
“But that Song Zihan always looks at me with displeasure.”
"And today, it seems a woman named Jiutian Dudao came, saying she's the leader of the Black Dragon Organization in Cherry Blossom City."
"As soon as she met, she wanted to hug and kiss Song Ming, but that Song Ming acted like a gentleman."
"Heh, I could tell at a glance that he was paying attention to my reaction the whole time."
"Men, they're all like that!"
As she spoke, Su Bailian shrugged her shoulders and said innocently, "Then I was privately threatened by Jiutian Dudao."
"She said she would give me five million to leave Song Ming."
Hearing this, Su Muwan looked at Su Bailian and asked: "Did you agree?"
"No."
"But I took the five million."
"......"
Seeing Su Muwan's speechless expression, Su Bailian immediately blushed and explained: "No, it's not that I really need the money too!"
"She wanted to give it to me, so I took it!"
"And! Even if Song Ming asks, I have other ways to deal with it!"
This statement was quite proud.
How can you be so unreasonable yet so confident?
Su Muwan sighed lightly.
In short, as long as this white lotus doesn't come to annoy her, it's fine however she is.
However, hehehe~~!
Song Zihan, you wretched servant, do you know how disgusting this white lotus was in my previous life?!
Thinking about it, Su Muwan looked at Qin Luo and blinked: "Qin Luo, what do you think?"
The latter shrugged upon hearing this: "As I expected."
This kind of pure object of desire is very cherished for those who can soothe their hearts.
“So a little green tea like Su Bailian is very to their liking.”
Hey! I can't just ignore this sentence!
Su Bailian wanted to protest, but most people can't resist her green tea strategy, okay?
She looked at Qin Luo speechlessly, this guy is an oddball and an exception!
It's just! It's just that at that time, he didn't even wait for me to exert myself and knocked me out!
Hmph, just like Su Muwan, this venomous woman, a unreasonable toxic man!
Qin Luo looked at Su Bailian and said: "Your goal should be to unite the various hall masters to overthrow Song Ming, right?"
Su Muwan upon hearing this, looked at Su Bailian strangely.
No, how big is your face, joining a group of supporting roles to overthrow the T0 protagonist?
Su Bailian was a bit confused after hearing this: "Is that not possible?"
In her opinion, the more people standing on her side, the more power she would have, right?
"No, I'll teach you another way... you do it like this..."
"?!!"
After a while.
Su Bailian got out of the car, her pupils shaken.
Sss!
As expected of a toxic man, this way of thinking... is indeed different from others!
Inside the car.
Su Muwan was also shocked looking at Qin Luo: "Qin Luo, you're so bad!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo laughed and subconsciously praised, "It's all thanks to the young lady's excellent teaching."
Su Muwan was stunned for quite a while upon hearing this.
Wait.
I said you're bad, you said I taught well?
Isn't that saying...
She immediately glared at Qin Luo angrily: "Qin Luo! Are you indirectly saying I'm a vixen!"
Qin Luo: ???
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