Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 2 Ten Years
"Song Xiaoye—"

The ear-piercing scream made Song Xiaoye suddenly open his eyes.

The horsewhip that was broken in two fell on her body, and it hurt a lot.She just stared blankly at the bright and beautiful girl in front of her,
"You don't speak again, right? Song Xiaoye, you are the best at pretending to be dumb!" The gorgeous girl held up a brown riding whip in her hand, and licked Song Xiaoye's nose with the tip of the whip.

"Don't think that if you don't talk, this matter is over! Let me tell you, I will order the horse that father gave me! If you are smart enough, be honest! If..."

Looking at the girl's thin lips, Song Xiaoye subconsciously lowered her head and touched her chest.

There, no wound, no bloody hole...

Raising her head in a daze, she looked at Song Yazhi who was standing in front of her, still so arrogant, but whose appearance seemed much younger. She opened her mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

What exactly is going on?In the last second, she was still lying in a pool of blood, but in the next second, it seemed that she had suddenly returned to ten years ago...

The left shoulder was pushed hard, it didn't hurt much, but it brought Song Xiaoye back to his senses.

Looking at the flamboyant Song Yazhi, she suddenly realized that she didn't seem to go back ten years ago, but really went back ten years ago, back to 2003 - the summer when she was 16 years old.

The same time, the same place, the same event - everything in front of me, ten years ago, has already happened once, just like an old movie that I have seen before, and it is staged again.

It's just that, standing here, she can't be as leisurely as those audiences who have watched old movies and already know the ending.

Lowering her eyes, Song Xiaoye looked at the horsewhip that had been broken in two at her feet, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

It was still the same as ten years ago, the horsewhip that was broken in two under her feet, and the one that Song Yazhi was holding in her hand were exactly the same. It was still a new model in 03 produced by the German company Fleck, with professional quality and expensive price.

Really, back to ten years ago!

It turns out that God can hear her wish...

"Song Xiaoye, why are you arguing with me? You are a bastard who can't stand on the stage, but you also breed a purebred racehorse!"

Song Yazhi's voice was still piercing.Whether it is ten years later or now, it will be the same.

Harsh words are directed at each other, no matter how hurtful the words are, they are equally fluent. Song Yazhi never thinks about whether it will hurt others - no, if it hurts her, that is Song Yazhi's happiest thing.

"Dad..." Licking her lips, Song Xiaoye slowed down, and only when her nose was not so sore, she whispered: "Dad said, whoever can get into the top five in the grade will get the 'Alice' —we are all qualified to…”

She still remembered the gentle brown eyes of the English-French filly whose parents were champion racehorses.

In her previous life, she got it, but in the end she didn't keep the docile filly.

Her throat was a little choked, Song Xiaoye didn't know that even after ten years, when she thought of the past, she would still feel so sad - no, it wasn't the past!This is what is actually happening.Although, again...

"I,"

Song Xiaoye's voice was very low, hoarse and trembling, so that Song Yazhi couldn't hear clearly at all.Just when she was about to lean closer and listen carefully, Song Xiaoye raised her head abruptly.

She will never repeat the previous tragedy—although she doesn't know what happened, but she will never go down that road again...

Looking at each other, Song Yazhi suddenly took a step back for some reason.

It was only a few minutes, why did she feel that Song Xiaoye seemed to be a different person suddenly?Ju, actually looking at her like this...

After just taking a step back, Song Yazhi immediately took two steps forward, and even felt a little annoyed by that small step back just now.

What is she panicking about?Standing in front of her was Song Xiaoye, that bastard who was destined to be bullied by her for the rest of her life...

"Song Xiaoye—"

She screamed and shouted loudly.But at this time, Song Xiaoye suddenly moved.

Taking a step forward, Song Xiaoye raised her hand and pinched the whip in Song Yazhi's hand.Before Song Yazhi could react, Song Xiaoye snatched the horsewhip with her hands, straightened her hands, and hit her knee hard...

Just like Song Yazhi broke her horsewhip on the cabinet just now, Song Xiaoye snapped Song Yazhi's horsewhip neatly.

Shaking the horsewhip that was broken in two but still wrapped in polyester fabric, Song Xiaoye let Song Yazhi snatch it back indifferently.

"You, you actually broke my whip!?" Song Yazhi screamed, mad with anger.

This Song Xiaoye actually dared to resist her? !
Without even thinking about it, Song Yazhi swung the broken horsewhip at Song Xiaoye.

Not as usual, just try to dodge as much as possible.Song Xiaoye raised her hand, grabbed Song Yazhi's hand, pushed forward instead of retreating, and pushed her in front of Song Yazhi. Although her voice was low and hoarse, it revealed an indescribable depth: "Song Yazhi, don't think about touching your hands anymore. , I am no longer that Song Xiaoye who lets you beat and scold but doesn't know how to fight back!"

Yes, she is no longer that Song Xiaoye...

Following this sentence, it seemed that something that had been suppressed for a long time was suddenly released - it seemed that it was far more relaxed than she thought.

"What are you two doing?" The voice from the door made Song Xiaoye's heart tighten.

Looking away, the middle-aged beautiful woman standing at the door is still as elegant and decent as I remember, and also as cold and indifferent as I remember.

"Mom..." Song Yazhi let go, turned and ran to the door, "Xiaoye..."

"I accidentally broke my sister's horsewhip. Ma'am..." Before Song Yazhi could speak, she confessed her mistake.Song Xiaoye lowered her head, as if she had done something wrong.

Looking across Song Xiaoye, Wang Meiling frowned.Although her adopted daughter in name was still as respectful and humble as ever, she always felt that something was wrong.

"Mom," Song Yazhi complained anxiously, "Xiaoye didn't accidentally, she did it on purpose..."

Wang Meiling didn't speak, but glanced at the horsewhip on the floor, and she naturally had a score in her heart.

"What's a horsewhip?" Stroking Song Yazhi's hair, Wang Meiling said with a smile: "Since Xiaoye has admitted her mistake, shouldn't you, an older sister, be more generous and forgive her? Didn't my mother teach me before?" You, do you need to be magnanimous? There are no perfect people in this world. Although they have made mistakes, as long as they admit and correct themselves, we always give them a chance—the most hopeless and unforgivable are those who do not deserve forgiveness. People who know what they did wrong..."

As if giving opportunity education, Wang Meiling was educating her daughter with a smile all the time, without even glancing at Song Xiaoye from the corner of her eyes.But Song Xiaoye knew that Wang Meiling's words were not meant for Song Yazhi.

"Sister, I'm sorry." Opening the mouth very naturally, Song Xiaoye said flatly: "I will use my pocket money to buy an identical horsewhip to compensate my sister. Madame, can I use that money?"

"Is there anything you can't use for your own pocket money?" Wang Meiling smiled gently, looked at Song Xiaoye, and said lightly, "Clean up, this weekend, I'm going back to the mansion for dinner."

Song Xiaoye responded in a low voice, and sent Wang Meiling out respectfully.After closing the door, she could vaguely hear Song Yazhi annoyed: "How can I buy her few expenses..."

Leaning against the door, Song Xiaoye put down her forced calm face and panted heavily.

She was afraid of Wang Meiling, the lady she had called "wife" for 26 years.

Like in "Dream of Red Mansions", it can only be called Mrs.Because Wang Meiling is her father's legal wife, and she.It was just an illegitimate daughter who was brought back casually by Song Zhenfeng and didn't even know who her biological mother was.It's even more respectable than Tanchun being raised by a concubine at home.

Since she was a child, she has been deliberately alienated, ignored, and forgotten by Wang Meiling. Even if she is watched face to face, she will feel that she is not reflected in the pupil of the other party.

In the Song family, she is a shadow that no one pays attention to, and she is dispensable.But now, her shadow suddenly has a life of its own...

Standing in front of the mirror, Song Xiaoye stared at the girl with a dazed expression in the mirror, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth.

If this is God's gift to her, how can she live up to it?

Smiling, Song Xiaoye smiled at herself in the mirror, at the flames that were gradually jumping in those eyes.

This time, she is not just a shadow, but a living Song Xiaoye.

(End of this chapter)