Chapter 2: Destroy yourself

Author: Li Li's Rice Cymbi

Chapter 2: Destroy yourself

Shen Shihai sat on the sofa and turned around and saw Shen Qingling lying on the ground. He frowned and quickly waved to the servant:

"Please Qingling upstairs and ask her..."

Shen Shihai was about to ask for a doctor, but Song Yu glared at him and immediately changed his words:

"Give Qingling some fever-reducing medicine and let her have a good sleep... OK! Madam, don't be angry. Qingling must not have done it on purpose. Don't be angry. What should I do if my body is damaged? I will feel distressed for my husband..."

Shen Qingling was carried back to the room on the corner of the second floor by several servants.

Aunt Liu thoughtfully changed her clean clothes, and after feeding her cold medicine and antipyretics, she was called away by Song Yu.

The girl lying in bed and unconsciously opened her eyes slowly at this time.

A pair of translucent eyes were moist, and in the blink of an eye, the long eyelashes covered a hint of mockery.

She listened carefully to the sound outside the door, and after she confirmed that there was no one, she sat up.

He rubbed his left shoulder and butt and spat:

"Damn! It's also a technical job to pretend to be dizzy! You have to be more at ease next time you fall!"

Shen Qingling rubbed her shoulders and got out of bed, muttering:

"It's really strange. The little green tea on the TV pretends to be dizzy at any time. I never saw him die. My bones are about to crack when I fell."

Shen Qingling took out a modified computer from the drawer. The computer happened to be shut down. There was also a masterpiece "Green Tea and Little White Flower Battle" on it.

Shen Qingling pressed the play button, and then continued to advance the part that he had not finished watching last time. The scene of Green Tea pretending to be angry with Xiaobaihua to faint.

"Damn! No wonder Green Tea can't die. They've all fallen into the male protagonist's arms! It's so disgusting!"

Shen Qingling angrily closed the computer.

A mirror behind the computer was showing her angry and speechless look at this moment.

Shen Qingling slowly picked up the mirror and looked at the ugly self in the mirror with scars on his face.

I reached out and stroked my cheeks slowly. The shocking touch from my fingertips was not fake.

My father said that this was a naughty person when she was a child. She overturned the hot water in the pot and burned it herself.

However, she had no memory of this. At that time, she was too young after all.

Shen Qingling sighed, put down the mirror, and turned on the computer again.

He stretched out his slender white fingers and typing on the keyboard.

She had to rub her ass for carelessness.

By the way, give those people some colors!

She has been doing things quickly since elementary school.

You can master something by just starting to practice it a few times, and the computer is the same.

But since she became sensible, she found that her ability could not please her father and mother.

On the contrary, every time she learns a little faster than Shen Qingya, she will receive endless abuse from her father and mother.

So gradually, she hid her super high IQ.

No matter what she does, she pretends to be stupid and timid. Gradually, her life at home became better.

In the past few years, she also formed her own team with her super high hacking capabilities. As long as you pay a commission, the United Nations firewall can also be broken by you.

However, she still had a question in her mind, why her father and mother prefer their sister more.

They are all daughters, so why do they beat and scold her at any time? They want to give Shen Qingya all the good things?

A few days ago, Shen Shihai and Song Yu quarreled, but she happened to hear it and found out that Song Yu was not her biological mother.

Her biological mother died shortly after giving birth to her.

Song Yu stepped into the Shen family gate less than half a year after his mother passed away with Shen Qingya, who was born a few days later than her.

In other words, the mistress successfully took over.

As the saying goes, there is a stepmother.

No wonder, no wonder.

Shen Qingling did not have much emotional fluctuation about this.

Her heart had been in her father and mother again and again, no, it was her stepmother's beating and scolding...

The next day.

Shen Qingling was woken up by the noisy sound.

She opened the door and walked downstairs, and saw Song Yu sitting on the sofa and directing the servants to work:

"Here! Here! And here! Clean it up for me! Don't have any dust!"

"Oh, why are you so unsophisticated? Let me find out again and get out!"

"The painting is hanging crookedly, can you see it?"

"Remember to take out the best Biluochun, the master brought back last time, to entertain guests!" "I'll be smarter in a while. If I hit the distinguished guest, I'll immediately roll the bedding and take away!"

"Madam, how about you see I wear this outfit?"

Shen Shihai walked down from the cloakroom upstairs in the most expensive suit.

Shen Shihai, who was supposed to go to work at this time, also appeared at home.

Only then did the two see Shen Qingling standing in the living room.

"Qingling, have your fever subsided? I was not doing well yesterday. Today you will rest upstairs. You don't have to come down to work anymore. Aunt Liu will deliver the food to you at that time."

Song Yu changed his vicious look yesterday, took Shen Qingling's hand with great concern, and smiled and pushed her upstairs to rest.

Even Shen Shihai, who was standing beside him, followed suit:

"Qingling, look at how much your mother feels sorry for you. Go upstairs and rest. Don't come out if there is nothing to do. Don't see you again. The wind is getting burning again."

Shen Qingling curled his lips and pretended not to know what their purpose was, so he went back to the room very obediently.

The moment she entered the door, she heard Shen Qingya's very happy and cheerful voice:

"Dad! Mom! Do you see if I look good when wearing this dress?..."

Shen Qingling closed the door, turned on the computer, put on his headphones, and continued to watch the drama.

She was happy to be idle without going downstairs to deal with that vicious woman.

No matter who he came today, it has nothing to do with her.

...

downstairs.

Shen Qingya had changed many clothes before she finally chose the one she was most satisfied with. The three of the Shen family sat on the sofa and were ready.

People who don’t know think they are about to receive the president of the country!

The time they agreed was 10:00 in the morning, but no one came yet.

Shen Shihai frowned and glanced at his watch:

"Madam, did the Bai family make an appointment today? Could it be that you misread the time?"

"No, I've read it many times, it's today."

Song Yu spoke very confidently, feeling very nervous, afraid that the other party would not come.

"Brother Shuning must have been delayed by something. Let's wait a little longer, and it may come later."

Shen Qingya pinched the corner of her skirt, swallowed her saliva, and stared at the door nervously.

Just when the three of them thought they would not come here today, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Shen Qingya suddenly got up and was about to open the door.

But Song Yu pulled him back and whispered:

"Be calm, look a little ladylike."
Chapter completed!