Jiang Shiqing was surrounded by people in the corner of the terrace.
Surrounding her are three young girls with exquisite makeup and fashionable clothes.
The girl in the lead was holding a glass of red wine and looking down at her.
With a sarcastic smile on her lips, the wind from the terrace blew over, blowing the curly hair around her ears slightly.
"Hey, isn't this Jiang Shiqing? It's been a long time since we last met. We've all heard about your parents, how pitiful you are." The girl shook her wine glass, her tone full of false sympathy. "But why do you still have the nerve to hang out? Your parents died just to celebrate your birthday, don't you blame yourself?"
A short-haired girl next to her echoed, lowering her voice but harsh enough. "That's right, if I were her, I would have found a crack in the ground and crawled in, and she is still showing off in such a beautiful dress. I have a big heart."
The leader came closer, his pointed chin almost poking into Jiang Shiqing's face. "But your parents deserve it. They raised a shameless daughter like you, and it would be better to die early and be born early."
Jiang Shiqing's shoulders shook violently, and she took a step back, pressing her back against the railing of the terrace, the cold iron railing rubbing against her back.
She couldn't say a word, her lips were trembling, her fingers were clenching the hem of her skirt, and she had a few deep wrinkles in the pink fabric.
The girl became even more proud when she saw this. She rolled her eyes and moved the wine glass forward.
The red wine poured down Jiang Shiqing's shoulders and splashed half of her body.
The cold wine flowed down the lotus-colored skirt, spreading a shocking deep red color on the light-colored fabric. The wine dripped on the floor tiles, splashing into tiny dark spots.
"You..." Jiang Shiqing's voice was stuck in his throat, his breath could not come up or go down, and his whole face turned pale instantly.
"What am I?" the girl sneered, passing the empty wine glass behind her. "Am I wrong? They deserve a short life. I heard that you are sick and about to die? Why aren't you dead? Become a short-lived ghost like your parents..."
Snap--
There was a crisp sound, and a glass of ice water was accurately poured on the girl's face.
Song Yutang didn't know when he was standing behind her, holding an empty water glass in his hand, his face as dark as the sky before a storm, and his whole body exuded an oppressive chill.
She pushed aside the girls who were blocking the way, stepped in front of Jiang Shiqing, and stood in front of her, blocking all malicious eyes like a wall. She turned to look at the three girls. "Who gave you the courage to bully me, Jiang Family?"
The leading girl wiped a handful of ice water on her face, half of her makeup was gone, and her mascara smudged two black marks at the end of her eyes. Her face turned green with anger. "Who are you? You dare to meddle in my business."
Song Yutang put the empty cup on the dining table next to her. "I am her sister-in-law. Jiang Family is now the head of the household."
She glanced at the three girls, and finally fixed her eyes on the face of the leader. "Your father is Old Liu of Hongyuan Real Estate, right? Your mother is the second daughter of Lin Department Store? Are you sure you want to offend the current Jiang Family for the boy you have a one-way crush on?"
Song Yutang checked Jiang Shiqing's social circle abroad.
I know that some girls have always disliked her because of relationship problems.
It seems that under the instruction of Jiang Sichen, he has been deliberately bullying and isolating her in the circle of international students.
Of course Song Yutang wants to avenge Shiqing, but her condition is unstable now and she dare not touch her wounds.
Unexpectedly, this first banquet would actually happen.
The girl had heard of Song Yutang's reputation and was told by her parents not to mess with her.
His face changed on the spot, his mouth opened, but he didn't dare to speak back again.
The two best friends behind her also shrank their necks and took half a step back, like three chickens whose necks were strangled, completely mute.
Song Yutang stopped looking at them and turned to look at Jiang Shiqing.
Jiang Shiqing was trembling all over, her dress stained with red wine clung to her body, the cold made her teeth chatter and her lips turned white.
Her eyes were red and she was biting her lower lip.
"Shiqing." Song Yutang pressed her shoulders, softened his voice a bit, lowered his head and looked at her level. "Look at me. It's not your fault. It's not your fault that your parents had an accident, and it's not your fault that they were bullied. If it's right, why do they bully you like this?"
The girl was a little unwilling to give in. She held her neck with a stern look and shouted, "Yes, yes, it's not her fault. It's her parents who deserve to die because of their short life, okay? She should have died long ago for raising such a shameless daughter..."
Song Yutang suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze as cold as ice. The girl was so stared at that she swallowed back the rest of her words and subconsciously took half a step back.
But these words were like a knife, stabbing into Jiang Shiqing's heart accurately.
Her shoulders shook violently, the tears in her eyes stopped, and her whole expression changed from collapse to a kind of pale calm.
But his lips were trembling, his teeth were clenching, and his clenched fists were shaking slightly at his sides.
The situation is obviously very wrong.
Song Yutang did not let go of her shoulders, but instead added a little more strength, pressing her trembling shoulder bones firmly with his palms, and leaned close to her ear. "Did you hear what she said? She said your parents deserved it. Do you still have to endure it?"