After being read, the real and fake daughters join forces to eat melons

After seeing off the old man who suddenly went crazy and the Jing family, everyone in the Song family breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Pingxin: "Let's have breakfast."

The Song family then walked towards the restaurant.

Song Linlang had recovered quite well during the few days of resting at home, and she hadn't had nightmares in the past two nights. Qingqing asked for her opinion and arranged an event for her. After breakfast, she had to go out to work.

You Xiaoxia has been going crazy at home for a long time. As an assistant, she must keep up!

After breakfast, Qingqing came to pick people up with a nanny car. As soon as Song Linlang got in the car, she handed Qingqing a letter.

Qingqing: "What is this?"

Song Linlang: "Please give the letter of apology to the police for me."

Wang Hongcai will definitely face charges from the prosecution for kidnapping someone with a knife in the street. This is all Song Linlang can do as the victim. I hope this can help him.

Thinking of the poor father and daughter, Qingqing sighed: "Leave it to me."

As an executive agent, Qingqing has to make good plans for Song Linlang. She has to be a good person, but she can't just do it silently.

At the right time, Song Linlang's letter of apology could win her a lot of favor!

Song Linlang also understood this truth. As a star, she did not refuse Qingqing's marketing efforts.

While they were talking, the RV had already arrived at the destination and stopped.

When You Xiaoxia opened the car door, she saw a luxuriously decorated... marketing center?

You Xiaoxia asked Qingqing in a low voice: "Marketing center? What is marketing?"

Qingqing lowered her voice and said, "Real Estate, this is the marketing department of Lixie Real Estate. Do you know Lixie Real Estate? It's a very popular real estate company in the past two years. For today's official opening ceremony, in addition to inviting our Linlang to attend, they also invited five or six popular celebrities to attend!"

You Xiaoxia understood: "Isn't it just selling houses? The sales department!"

Qingqing despised her: "That's an old-fashioned term. Now it's called a marketing center."

You Xiaoxia: “…” If it’s called a marketing center, then it’s not a place to sell houses?

Lixie Real Estate was indeed wealthy and powerful, and its marketing center was built like a five-star hotel. Song Linlang was led inside in a low-key manner. At this moment, the sound of quarreling suddenly came from the hall.

Is there something exciting to watch? You Xiaoxia ran away, but of course, she didn't forget to leave a message: "You go first, I'll come find you later."

Song Linlang and Qingqing looked at each other. How could they be left out of such a fun event!

She immediately took out a mask and put it on, then followed Qingqing.

You Xiaoxia was slim and clever. When the two of them arrived, she had already blended into the crowd and occupied a favorable position to watch the fun.

A family of three were quarreling in the middle of the crowd. The daughter didn't look very old, maybe around 20 years old, and had a bookish look on her face. She was probably still in college.

At this moment, the bookish girl looked at her father angrily: "Dad, I'll say this one last time. If you dare to buy him a house today, I will cut off all ties with you and my mother!"

The middle-aged couple looked even uglier. The girl's father didn't take the threat and glared at them, "You have no conscience. I raised you to this age, and this is how you repay me and you? If that's the case, then we'll break up. Your mother and I never expected you to provide for us in our old age."

The girl was completely heartbroken, and was about to say something with trembling lips, when the man, who was blocked behind the old couple, revealed his face.

He looked at the girl with an unhappy face: "Cousin, what are you doing? You are a girl, and it is only natural for uncle to leave the family property to me. You have no right to make decisions. Besides, when you get married in the future, it will be my job to take care of uncle and aunt in their old age!"

As he spoke, the man intimately held the girl's father's arm and said, "Uncle, we are of the same surname, both are from the Wang family. To put it bluntly, if you give your property to your cousin, when she gets married, she will be a stranger. As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. Aren't you just giving away your family's things to outsiders for nothing?"

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, the money is mine, I can give it to whoever I want. I will buy you a house today, a big one. When you have a son in the future, your aunt and I can help take care of him."

The man was instantly delighted and began to paint a rosy picture for the middle-aged man.

"When the house is renovated, you and my aunt can live in the master bedroom, and I can live in the second bedroom. I will go back to see my parents on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and live with you and my aunt on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. You and my aunt can treat me as their own son. My son can call you grandpa and aunt grandma. It will be great for our family to live in harmony!"

The middle-aged couple was coaxed into a trance, and at this moment, the girl exploded.

"Enough!" The girl looked at her parents sadly.

"Mom and Dad, I am your biological child, and he is an outsider. Not only have you been partial to me since I was a child, but now you want to buy him a house. Then why did you give birth to me in the first place?"

The middle-aged man looked ashamed and annoyed: "You think we want to have you? If the doctor hadn't made a bad diagnosis, your mother and I would have beaten you long ago!"

The girl's mother nodded helplessly.

Seeing that more and more people were coming and the joke was exposed, the middle-aged man said impatiently: "My girl, stop making trouble. If you continue to make trouble, you won't even get a dowry when you get married!"

"If you don't want it, then don't want it!" The girl bit her lips tightly.

"I can give up your property, but why don't you keep it for yourself? If you and my mom need money in the future, we can always take it out. If you give the money to him, it will be like throwing meat to a dog and it will never come back!"

The girl's cousin was so angry that he was about to retort, but the girl didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Mom and Dad, I still say the same thing. If you want to buy him a house, you have to write a letter of severance with me first!"

"You, you damn girl." The middle-aged man was angry. "The money is mine. I can spend it on whoever I want. You told me not to buy it, but I bought it anyway!"

He went to the salesperson and said, "Bring me the contract. I'll sign it right away!"

The salesperson didn't care about those family disputes. He would get a commission if the product was sold, so he rushed to get the contract when he heard the news.

There were so many people in the sales center, and discussions could be heard from the crowd, with some agreeing and some disagreeing.

"If you don't have a son, leaving your property to your nephew and relying on him for your retirement in the future is the right thing to do!"

"Forget it. What era is this? Can't my daughter take care of me in my old age? I don't think my nephew is reliable!"

"That's right. I don't think it's a good idea to rely on someone else's son when you can't rely on your own daughter!"

"Well, I think this girl is right. Don't give it to anyone. Money is better in your own hands than in anyone else's!"

……

You Xiaoxia, who was hiding in the crowd, now understood what was going on. She looked at the pale-faced girl with sympathy, then at the middle-aged couple and the so-called cousin who were looking at the contract.

She sighed: [Well, buy it, buy it, you are such a fool, you don’t count on your own daughter but on your nephew, when you are old in the future, you will be despised by your nephew’s family, and you will fall down in the snow in the middle of winter and can’t get up, and your nephew knows it but pretends not to know, and you will be happy if he lets you freeze to death in the snow! ]

[I don’t know if you regretted your decision today during the hours from when you fell to when you froze to death, when you were awake and covered in snow! ]

The middle-aged man's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and then his hand began to shake violently like a Parkinson's patient.

Should I sign this letter today? Or not?