Chapter 21 Forum Posts
Her own son hurriedly asked for marriage, and a black line appeared on Zhou Qingyun's forehead.

This child is not afraid of scaring Song Ying.

Zhou Qingyun lightly reprimanded him for nonsense, then pushed him away mercilessly, and went to see Song Ying.

"You girl." Zhou Qingyun said reproachfully, "I don't say anything about what happened. If Tingjin didn't come over today, we might not know about it in a few days."

I didn't want to trouble them at first, after all, she hasn't married yet, so she is not really a member of the Xia family.

Song Ying thought to herself, naturally she wouldn't tell the truth.

He just curled his lips apologetically, "I was worried that you guys had a rest yesterday."

"Can rest be as important as your body?" Zhou Qingyun showed displeasure, "I think you just don't treat us like a family."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingyun told the truth by herself, and Song Ying was speechless for a moment.

Say no?
Zhou Qingyun must be able to tell at a glance.

Said to be?

It would be too hurtful.Zhou Qingyun's concern for herself is beyond words. Since the old man's death, Zhou Qingyun is the only elder who cares about herself so much.

For the first time, Song Ying didn't know what to say.

Just as she was struggling, she suddenly heard someone say with a smile, "Qing Yun, you are embarrassing again."

It was a cheerful middle-aged female voice, coming from directly opposite her.

Song Ying followed the voice to look, and happened to bump into a pair of smiling eyes.

"Hi!" The woman opened the car door and got out of the car leisurely. She was 1.7 meters tall and was wearing a black sweater, paired with small pants and small leather shoes.

But she is indeed a middle-aged person, not to mention her voice, even from her face.

No matter how well a woman takes care of herself, various problems will appear on her face when she gets older.

Unless you go for a facelift.

Song Ying stared at the woman's face for a few seconds and nodded.

She didn't know this woman, so to prevent mistakes, it was correct not to say anything for now.

During this time, the woman also walked in front of several people.

Then, without waiting for Zhou Qingyun's introduction, he said solemnly, "I'm Qingyun's friend Han Yujia. You can call me Sister Han or Sister Yujia."

Song Ying: "..."

She was the one who called Zhou Qingyun "Auntie", and Han Yujia "Sister", her generations were messed up.

Song Ying only thought the woman was joking, smiled and shouted: "Aunt Han!"

Xia Tingjin also called out, "Aunt Han."

Han Yujia: "..."

She watched Wei Qiuping's joke half an hour ago happily, but when she turned around, she was laughed at by others, which is really "retribution".

Han Yujia uttered annoyance, and changed the topic by herself, "Tingjin, I haven't seen you for many years, do you still remember me?"

Xia Tingjin: "..."

I don't even remember who she is!

The two juniors didn't give themselves much face, Han Yujia sighed pretendingly, "It seems that I am really old."

She used to be crazy like this when she was in school, Zhou Qingyun ignored her and took Song Ying and Xia Tingjin upstairs.

She came this time mainly to see Song Ying's injury, and she was relieved when she saw that there was nothing serious.

Because there were guests at Xia's house at night, Zhou Qingyun stayed for half an hour before getting up to say goodbye, and took Xia Tingjin away by the way.

Song Ying looked tired, obviously she didn't have a good rest, she couldn't let her son delay her here.

As for Han Yujia, she came to City S this time mainly to attend an academic conference held in City S, but the conference ended yesterday, and she had to fly back to City A in the evening.

The road to the airport overlaps with Xia's house, so she walked with Zhou Qingyun.

Song Ying sent a few people downstairs, watched the car leave, and turned back to the apartment.

Then turn on the computer and log in to the S Forum.

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Like other famous universities, the academic and gossip posts on the S University forum are divided equally.

When Song Ying clicked in, the post in the gossip forum area "Song Ying, a sophomore girl from the Faculty of Arts, seduces her brother-in-law, is it true or not?" has become popular.

She stared at the line for more than ten seconds, and clicked to open it.

That Qingcheng Qingcheng talked in the freshmen exchange group at [-] o'clock last night, and this post was published at [-] o'clock, and some people really didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Song Ying rubbed her eyes and began to read the post.

The content of the post is divided into several paragraphs, the first paragraph is an introduction to her.

As an outstanding student, Song Ying was well-known in the S class. Not long after entering university, her identity was revealed.

For more than a year.Many people talked about her, either as a top student, or as the eldest lady of the Song family, or as a rich family but not favored by herself.

Now this post is no exception, first introducing her identity and her own situation.

The second paragraph is Song Mianmian's introduction.

Unlike her, Song Mianmian was a mediocre student, and she entered the School of Economics and Management of S University to study management thanks to Song Daoan's donation to the school, but she was also a famous figure in the school.

Because she is good-looking and her family is rich.

Less than three months after the start of school, I took the whole class to high-end hotels five or six times.

After introducing Song Mianmian, the content of the post became a WeChat screenshot.

It wasn't long before Song Ying saw the screenshot, so she just skipped to read the following post.

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"I can't tell, that Song Ying actually went to be a mistress."

"We don't understand the thinking of wealthy people."

"Sister Mianmian is so pitiful, I really want to comfort her."

"No wonder Mianmian has been in a bad mood for the past two days. It turned out that she was robbed of her love by her own sister. Hehe, that Song Ying is really hateful. If she can't get it, she goes to steal it from others. It's despicable. By the way, let me tell you something: Mian Mian's fiancé's family is very prestigious."

"When the upstairs said this, I suddenly felt that Song Ying was interested in the status of Mian Mian's fiancé, and she just wanted to use that man..."

"Am I the only one who doubts the content of this post? Everyone can see how Song Ying is at school. Some people think it's raining."

……

Through the screen, Song Ying could vaguely imagine the expressions of the people who posted or followed the posts.

Ridicule, sarcasm, happiness, complacency... In short, few are mild.

It's hard to blame those who spoke up for her.

Song Ying took a deep breath, and didn't look at what everyone replied in the post. She directly pulled the page to the bottom and replied.

Just wrote a sentence, the phone rang.

It was Zhong Yi calling.

Song Ying frowned and connected.

"Song Ying, those people are too much." Zhong Yi yelled, "Just talking nonsense without knowing anything, I want to kill them."

Song Ying laughed, "It's okay, it's not like you don't know, some people don't like me."

"They're jealous of you." Zhong Yi disagreed with her statement, "It's just jealousy, but I've helped you hate them."

Hit them?
Song Ying had a bad feeling.

Zhong Yi's temper is occasionally a little irritable, but usually at this time, she does things irrationally.

There is no doubt that she is violent now.

Listening to Zhong Yi's words with one ear, Song Ying gave up writing and clicked to refresh the page.

Sure enough, there was an extra [-]-word reply in the post.

 Today's update.

  In other words, I don’t know if I have followed it, and I ask for comments if I have any, and I accept both good and bad ones, because no one has said anything now, and I don’t know where there is a problem with what I wrote.

  Finally, thank you readers for your great support, okay!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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