Chapter 1390: Wang Zhaodi and Song Xuan1
Chapter 1390 Wang Zhaodi and Song Xuan 1
Fragrant City, inside a villa.
The thin maid knelt on the ground and wiped the floor tiles with a rag.
Suddenly, the door opened.
A glamorous and stylishly dressed girl walked in in a mink coat and slender high-heeled boots.
Seeing the maid kneeling on the ground, she sneered disdainfully and walked over on stiletto heels.
The heels stepped on the floor tiles, making a crisp sound.
The maid who was mopping the floor heard the sound, her thin body visibly stiffened, and then she continued mopping the floor.
Soon, the glamorous girl walked behind her, then raised her foot unceremoniously, kicked the pointed toe **** the thin body, kicked the maid forward and knocked over the dirty bucket on the side. .
With a "bang", the bucket was dumped instantly, and the dirty water inside dripped all over the floor.
When the beautiful girl saw the dirty water, her flamboyant face twisted in an instant, grabbed the maid's hair and dragged her forward, pressing her whole body into the dirty water.
As she pressed the maid into the dirty water, she screamed, "Song Xuan! How do you do things? Who told you to put the dirty water here? I told you many times that you need to change it to a clean one. Water, be sure to wipe down the top and bottom of the house!
That's what you did? What's the use of wiping such dirty water? Not as dirty as hell! I think you did it on purpose, did you deliberately take revenge on me?
You white-eyed wolf! Over the years, I have provided you with food, I have provided you with clothing, I just let you do some housework, and you just perfunctory me like this! "
Song Xuan's face was pressed into the dirty water, because it was too hard, it had already deformed and looked very distorted.
It's winter now, and the dirty water on the ground is freezing.
The clothes on her body were already thin, her hands were covered with frostbite, and her fingers were swollen like radishes.
After hearing those words, Song Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and her not-so-good-looking eyes were full of hatred.
After a while, she suddenly turned her eyes and stared at the beautiful girl who was pressing her.
The girl has delicate makeup on her face, looking glamorous and enchanting.
But she knew that this face was actually made up, and she couldn't take a closer look after she took off her makeup!
Song Xuan glared at the glamorous girl angrily: "Wang Zhaodi, I'm your sister, why do you treat me like this?"
As soon as these words came out, the glamorous face was instantly twisted, like a monster: "You are not allowed to call this name! I am not Wang Zhaodi, I am not! I am Maria!"
Song Xuan smiled distortedly: "Just you? Still Maria? Wang Zhaodi, why don't you look in the mirror? Are you worthy?"
Wang Zhaodi became more and more excited: "Why am I not worthy? Song Xuan, have you forgotten, who has been raising you these years?"
Song Xuan was also excited when she heard her say this: "Support? Are you supporting me? Are you not taking revenge on me and using me as a slave on purpose? I don't owe you, why do you treat me like this?"
"Who said you don't owe me?" Wang Zhaodi exclaimed excitedly, "You owe me! If it wasn't for you, how could my childhood be so miserable? You should work with me, why should you live with me? Live like Miss Qian Jin?"
When she said this, Song Xuan couldn't help but recall the past.
Yes, since she was a child, she has lived the same life as Miss Qianjin.
Until, that terrifying woman suddenly appeared and revealed her life experience.
She has nothing since that night.
(end of this chapter)