Hua Yue looked at the person in front of her with crescent-shaped almond eyes and a well-behaved look, and her heart softened a bit.
Jiang Li was three years old when she was lost. She liked this sister at that time. When she heard the news that Jiang Li was missing, she was sad for a long time.
Later, her mother told her that the Jiang family had adopted a daughter. Hua Yue felt very uncomfortable at that time.
In her heart, no one can compare to her little pear blossom!
Jiang Li took the initiative to step forward and said, "My cousin, her clothes look really good today."
This time, I will never be like in my previous life. Those who are good to me will be treated a hundred times and a thousand times better.
She knew in her heart that her cousin looked arrogant, as if she didn't care about anyone, but in fact, she was a delicate and sensitive person who valued friendship very much.
She protected herself overtly and covertly simply because she promised herself when she was a child that she would always protect herself.
I have experienced so many things, and I see things more clearly.
My cousin is too straight-tempered, but to my cousin, that's nothing to say.
It's a pity that my cousin married a non-human being in her previous life. At that time, she wanted to help herself, but there was no way.
"Humph, I guess you still have some vision."
Hua Yue raised her head slightly, looking very arrogant.
"Cousin -" Jiang Li prolonged her voice in a coquettish tone. In her previous life, her cousin was the worst offender.
"Ahem... I've prepared a meeting gift for you. I'll take you to see it." Hua Yue coughed twice and changed the subject.
Help! Why is Little Lihua so mature and so good at acting like a baby?
The voice is soft with a Jiangnan ending, like a hook. With just one glance, the sweetness penetrates into my heart.
Hua Yue took her into the small pavilion, where several flower slaves were serving the pot of flowers she brought.
"See if you like it."
Before he could answer, he was interrupted by a female voice behind him.
"Hey, you guys are here too." Song Luoling waved her flower fan lightly, stomping over with a casual attitude, followed by several maids, her usual arrogance.
Jiang Li knew who it was by hearing the voice. She nodded and called, "Miss Song."
Song Luoling had always been at odds with her cousin, and she and Jiang Xue were annoying.
"You know me when you just came back?" Song Luoling seemed a little surprised.
Hua Yue rolled her eyes when she saw this and said back: "Why are you talking? No matter what, the Jiang family is better than your Song family."
The two have never been able to deal with each other very well and have been feuding for a long time.
She was just a concubine from the Song Dynasty. She was favored by her aunt and used to show off her power all day long. She was not good at everything and had nothing to be proud of.
"You..." Song Luoling choked, and the expression on her face changed slightly.
Seemingly a little angry, she slapped the maid behind her with her backhand: "You bitch, why don't you bring up the face and face I prepared for Miss Jiang? It's something you can't see."
Song Luoling waved her hand, and another maid quickly handed over the handkerchief. She wiped her hands in disgust and looked at Jiang Li again.
"It's really funny. Look, that noodle is specially prepared for you."
What bothered Hua Yue the most was her behavior. Even if she snorted coldly, she didn't give him any face at all.
The maid showed it to her. Jiang Li was stunned for a while, but she still opened it and took a look.
She didn't remember this happening in her previous life.
It was a set of pure gold headdresses. She had never liked this kind of hair. It looked gaudy, vulgar, and not exquisite.
There were a lot of them in her warehouse. After she came back, her grandmother and mother wanted to move all these things to their room.
Jiang Li nodded: "Thank you, Miss Song."
Song Luoling raised her chin slightly and nodded.
Hua Yue looked at the pure gold head and face and couldn't help but sneer: "Xiao Lihua, why are you thanking her? Ignore her and let her get used to you. Why are you pretending to be superior?"
You still thought it was a good thing, but you were so arrogant about giving it away?
Besides, it’s still for Xiaolihua.
Before Song Luoling could say anything, Hua Yue spoke in a mocking tone: "I have dozens of such heads and faces in my warehouse. If you like them, just call them mother and I'll give them to you."
Song Luoling suddenly lost her composure, and her anger came out. Looking at the pot of Wei Zi in front of him, he stepped forward in two steps and pulled off the flower buds.
Hua Yue thought she was going to take action, but was afraid of hurting the branches, so she protected her in front. Seeing this scene, she burst into anger.
What's even more hateful is that, as if pulling the flower wasn't enough to satisfy her hatred, Song Luoling threw the flower to the ground and crushed her feet hard.
"Song Luoling, look for..." Before he could finish his words, a crisp slap stopped Hua Yue from finishing what he said.
Song Luoling was also stunned. She didn't expect that the one who beat her was Jiang Li, who looked easy to bully.
"Jiang Li, how dare you hit me, do you believe me or not..." Song Luoling regained consciousness and her emotions turned into anger.
"What do you believe?" Jiang Li interrupted her, took a breath, and said loudly: "Song Luoling, you should be beaten. It was you who destroyed the things my cousin gave me first. It was you who was in the wrong. Even if you go to file a complaint, I I’m not afraid either.”
"Besides, this is my Jiang family. Miss Song should first consider whether this is appropriate."
There was even a hint of threat in his tone.
"Cousin, let's go." After Jiang Li said that, she pulled the stunned Hua Yue towards the banquet hall, ignoring Song Luoling who was so angry that her face changed behind her.
Several maids around Song Luoling knelt on the ground, not daring to express their anger for fear of being blamed on themselves.
Only Song Luoling's personal maid stood up, swallowed her saliva and asked, "Miss, what should we do?"
Song Luoling bit her lip bitterly: "What else can we do? Didn't you listen to that bitch? We ignored this matter."
However, the relationship between her and Jiang Li was finally concluded.
Song Luoling tightened her fingertips and waited. Sooner or later, she would have to return this slap.
**
"It's amazing. This doesn't look like you, little Lihua." Hua Yue seemed to have discovered some new world.
She looked sure, "Don't you like Song Luoling too? I don't know what she thinks. It's okay to pretend in front of others. What's the point of being proud of in front of me?"
Jiang Li sighed, "Cousin, I'm afraid you'll do something with her."
In her new life, she would no longer be as cautious as in her previous life.
"What are you afraid of? It's not like I can't beat her!" Hua Yue waved the whip in her hand, making a rustling sound.
"No, I'm afraid she'll play dirty."
"When you say that...it sounds like something she can do." Hua Yue pinched her face in fear.
The so-called dirty tricks are nothing more than those methods that disfigure one's appearance.
"Why are you still depressed?"
"I feel sorry for that flower." She would have looked at it twice if she had known it. Song Luoling really didn't want to vent her anger on anything, so she ruined the flower for no reason.
In her previous life, she had always maintained that pot of flowers well, until the Jiang Mansion was ransacked——
Jiang Li's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she seemed a little uninterested.
"Don't be upset, this flower can be cultivated again as long as its roots remain alive." Hua Yue comforted her.
After a pause, he added: "But remember to walk around a little bit when you see her alone recently. She is the most vindictive person."
"I know, thank you cousin."
Hearing that flowers can be cultivated again, Jiang Li stretched her brows, smiled, and hugged Hua Yue affectionately.
Hua Yue looked up at her and couldn't help laughing.
This little cousin of hers is really a wonderful person.
In the darkness, Pei Zhi looked at the little girl and laughed.
I thought the little girl was soft-tempered and would be bullied.
Now it seems that I am overthinking it.
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