Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 15: The Vermilion Mole Finally Becomes Mosquito Blood
There is about 70% similarity between the eyebrows of Song Meiling and Song Qiuya, as if they were carved from the same mold.

But if you look closely, the temperaments of the two are completely different.

Song Meiling's purity and elegance are like the morning dew in spring, while Song Qiuya's charm and sexiness coexist, just like red wine under the night sky.

"Brother Zixuan, I'm already in the first year of high school."

Song Meiling responded obediently.

Although she is young, her height is the same as Wei Xiaoyao, and most people can't really tell the age difference between them.

"Oh, I remember that when I saw you last time, you were still a childish little girl."

Zhao Zixuan reached out and touched Song Meiling's head, smiling and saying, "I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, you have grown up to be so graceful. Girls really change a lot when they grow up, and they become more and more beautiful."

A blush appeared on Song Meiling's cheeks. She did not dodge and let Zhao Zixuan's hand stay on her head. The intimacy and trust in her eyes were beyond words.

Wei Xiaoyao watched from the side, frowning slightly.

She coughed lightly and tried to change the subject, "Qiuya will be here soon. She also wants to change her phone. You should be able to give her some advice."

Zhao Zixuan's smile was a little perfunctory. "I don't know anything about mobile phones. I only know that the expensive ones are definitely the best."

He began to urge the salesperson to take out his cell phone quickly, looking like he was ready to leave.

Song Meiling asked curiously: "Brother Zixuan, what kind of mobile phone did you buy?"

Zhao Zixuan looked at her and answered truthfully: "Love is broken."

"what?"

Song Meiling was a little confused, but when she saw the shopping guide coming over with two Apple-packaged mobile phone boxes, she immediately understood.

"You bought an iPhone 5S! This phone is so expensive. There is only one student in our class who bought this phone. I heard he spent more than 5000 yuan, nearly 6000 yuan!"

Song Meiling's voice was full of surprise, as if she had discovered something remarkable.

Wei Xiaoyao never expected that Zhao Zixuan was so rich. It would have been fine if he just bought an expensive phone like the 5S, but he actually bought two at once!
“Why would you buy two identical phones?”

Wei Xiaoyao looked confused, then suddenly realized: "Let me guess, are you planning to give one of them as Qiuya's birthday gift?"

She remembered that Song Qiuya's birthday was coming soon.

Plus, Zhao Zixuan asked He Jieyu for money before...

Oh oh oh!
I am so touched that Zhao Zixuan actually lent money to Song Qiuya to buy a mobile phone. He is really so infatuated!
"Really? You're going to give such an expensive phone to Sister Qiuya?"

Song Meiling thought he was really generous. If she had received such an expensive mobile phone as a birthday gift, she would have been deeply touched.

I’m so envious that my cousin has such good luck!

Zhao Zixuan was about to explain, but his eyes fell on a familiar figure slowly walking in.

"Huh? Zhao Zixuan, why are you here?"

Song Qiuya seemed very surprised. She originally thought that Wei Xiaoyao had made an appointment with Zhao Zixuan without telling her.

However, after making eye contact with Wei Xiaoyao, she discovered that things did not seem to be the case.

Could this really be just a coincidence?

Isn't this world too small?
"Qiuya, you came at the right time. Zhao Zixuan prepared a new mobile phone for you as a birthday gift, so you don't have to bother choosing one. He is really thoughtful!"

Wei Xiaoyao smiled and pulled Song Qiuya to her side, explaining softly.

Song Qiuya looked at Zhao Zixuan with a little surprise, and then her eyes fell on the brand new Apple phone in his hand.

Could it be that the phone he was going to give me was actually a new model of Apple! ?

"Really? You want to give me an iPhone?" Song Qiuya was stunned. She looked at Zhao Zixuan with disbelief in her eyes. The box of new iPhone was shaking in front of her, making her want to find out more.

However, Zhao Zixuan suddenly took back his phone, took a step back, and a look of apology appeared on his face.

"I'm sorry, I think you misunderstood. This phone is not for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence all around.

Isn’t it prepared for Song Qiuya?
Who is that for?
Song Qiuya's eyes narrowed as she looked directly at Zhao Zixuan, her tone somewhat cold.

"You don't want to give it to He Jieyu, do you?"

Wei Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, thinking to herself, could this be so ridiculous?
Song Meiling looked confused. She had no impression of the name He Jieyu.

However, she seemed to detect something unusual in her cousin's tone.

Is this He Jieyu the bad woman who competed with her cousin for Brother Zixuan?
"This is my business, none of my business."

Zhao Zixuan's tone was firm and calm, without any sign of compromise.

Song Qiuya looked at him, anger gradually rising in her heart.

When did Zhao Zixuan, who used to be so obedient to her, become so cold and distant?
Where did he go, the once gentle and considerate man?
Her heart seemed to be soaked by the cold rain and was desolate.

Wei Xiaoyao noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so she quickly interrupted and changed the subject: "Zhao Zixuan, where did you get so much money to buy a cell phone?"

Zhao Zixuan made up a story, "I have saved up ten years to buy a wife, you said it."

Wei Xiaoyao burst out laughing and said that she didn't even believe in punctuation marks.

"Then the money you have saved for a wife for ten years is spent all at once. How are you going to get married in the future?" Song Meiling's worries seemed particularly innocent.

Zhao Zixuan found her serious look very interesting and couldn't help but want to tease her: "Who would spend money to marry a wife nowadays? As long as two people truly love each other, 9 yuan is enough."

Song Meiling was confused: "Why is it 9 yuan? What can I do with 9 yuan?"

Others also looked confused.

Zhao Zixuan smiled and explained: "Silly boy, 9 yuan is the fee for going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate!"

He patted Song Meiling's head affectionately again, his eyes full of teasing.

Song Meiling's pretty face blushed again.

I thought, it only costs 9 yuan to get a marriage certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau, is that so cheap?

At this time, Song Qiuya's face became more and more ugly. She couldn't understand why Zhao Zixuan treated her like this. Wasn't it just that he confessed his love to her and was rejected by her?
This isn't the first time I've rejected him!

What's even worse is that he deleted my QQ friends when I wasn't paying attention.

If I hadn't opened his QQ space on a whim and taken a look, I probably wouldn't have known that he had deleted me as a QQ friend.

Later, I sent him so many messages, but he just replied, "I'm going to take a shower."

what is this?
Perfunctory?

Ignore?

What did he think of himself?

A doll that can be manipulated at will?
An inexplicable anger surged in Song Qiuya's heart, but she had no place to vent it.

She began to wonder if she had misjudged the person.

Was Zhao Zixuan, who once occupied a place in her heart, just an illusion?

(End of this chapter)