"So what do you two think now?" Yang Ruoqing then asked Ping'er and Zhou Sheng.

Ping'er's eyes turned red again and she shook her head, "Of course I am not happy to get married like this, but Huahua is as determined as if she had eaten a weight. Zhou Sheng and I told her both softly and hardly.

In the end we parted on bad terms.”

"It's more than just an unhappy breakup, Ping'er, so don't cover up for that damn girl. She even said she doesn't want you to worry about it." Zhou Sheng said with a dark face, trying to dismantle Ping'er.

"She said you are just her maid, and the maid cannot interfere with the young lady's marriage."

"Zhou Sheng, stop talking," Ping'er scolded Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng raised his neck and said, "Why can't I tell you that after all this time you still have to cover up for her, that girl is an ungrateful white-eyed wolf?"

Ping'er cried and shouted: "Zhou Sheng, I don't allow you to say that about Huahua. I brought her up. I know that this child just has a bad temper and is not a bad person."

"It's not bad that you worked hard to bring her up for more than ten years. Now you meet a good-looking and famous man. Knowing that her biological mother left her a jewelry box as a dowry, you think your wings are strong. Go

I won’t have to rely on you anymore, and my lady’s style will come out, which is not bad.”

Ping'er raised her hands to cover her ears and shook her head desperately: "Zhou Sheng, please stop talking. Please, stop talking."

Zhou was so angry that his chest heaved. Yang Ruoqing comforted Ping'er while winking at Zhou Sheng.

Luo Fengtang also quickly put a bowl of tea into Zhou Sheng's hand: "Brother Zhou Sheng, drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Zhou Sheng had no choice but to accept the tea without saying a word.

Ping'er lay on Yang Ruoqing's shoulder and choked with sobs: "Qing'er, I never dreamed that Huahua would really say those words to me. She said she didn't want to quit the marriage, and she didn't care about Gu Zhihua's three wives and four concubines. She said

She was confident that she would keep Gu Zhihua in her hands after she got married. She told me to leave it alone. I told her that she would regret it in the future. I couldn't let her do something she regretted. She said that it was her own choice to regret it.

Yes, it has nothing to do with other people, Qing'er, I, I took her to escape back then and raised her for more than ten years, all in exchange for saying "other people."

"I got angry with her. I said that if you don't listen to the advice and marry Gu Zhihua, I won't give you the jewelry and dowry your mother gave you. She started to make trouble with me, saying that I was a maid and she was a young lady. It belonged to the master.

The slave had nothing to do with the matter, and ended up breaking a few tea bowls on the table, slamming the door and ignoring anyone who entered the house."

After hearing the situation described by Zhou Sheng and Ping'er, Yang Ruoqing was so angry that her face turned red.

"This Huahua, if you say she is still young and ignorant, she is already a girl of sixteen or seventeen. The girls from the farmers' families have not taught her anything. They are already governors and know how to share the worries of the family. She is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

I learned it and went to school for enlightenment, but I am so selfish and arrogant. I have not learned anything else, but I am self-taught when it comes to distinguishing between superiority and inferiority. I am really capable."

"I don't think she is ignorant. She is sensible. She knows what she wants. Just like her father, he came all the way to Changping Village to recognize his relatives. The purpose was to take advantage of the old Yang family's house and land.

So that they can withstand the sale to help their Yuncheng Yang family survive the crisis of money shortage, selfishness, and the same lineage."

Ping'er was stunned when she saw Yang Ruoqing scolding Huahua so badly.

"Qing'er, this is not to criticize Huahua. After all, she is just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. She doesn't understand the dangers of the world at all. You have to help me think of a way to persuade her. I have figured it out.

, I don’t care about being embarrassed in the village when I break off the engagement. Compared with Huahua’s life, face doesn’t matter. Please help me think of something.”

Yang Ruoqing held Ping'er's shoulders, leaned over and stared into Ping'er's eyes.

"Ping'er, Huahua has no choice but to persuade her. For this kind of person, you should let her hit the wall so that she will know the pain."

"No, Huahua can still be saved, she just got distracted temporarily." Ping'er struggled.

"Qing'er, she can't listen to what Zhou Sheng and I have to say. You can help me persuade her. Your identity and your ability are all here. Your words carry more weight than mine. She will definitely listen to your advice."

Faced with Ping'er's begging, Yang Ruoqing really wanted to refuse. She was really disgusted with people like Huahua.

Ping'er didn't wait for Yang Ruoqing to express her position. She got off the fire barrel and knelt on the ground, "Men are afraid of getting into the wrong career, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. Qing'er, I beg you, just this time, help me persuade her.

I don’t want her to be trapped in the Gu family’s fire pit forever.”

Yang Ruoqing got off the fire barrel, and Zhou Sheng and Luo Fengtang at the table also stood up.

Zhou Sheng stamped his feet and said: "That kid Huahua is determined to fly to Gao Zhi'er. If she can't be saved, Ping'er, just leave her alone, let alone embarrass Qing'er."

Ping'er was still kneeling on the ground, crying and begging.

Yang Ruoqing was really at a loss, so she leaned over and pulled Ping'er up: "Okay, okay, I'll go over and talk to her tomorrow."

"That's great, that's great, Qing'er, if you tell her, she will definitely listen." Ping'er burst into tears and smiled.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "This is not certain, but I will try my best."

Ping'er nodded vigorously: "Okay"

Early the next morning, Yang Ruoqing went to Zhou Sheng's house and entered Huahua's house.

The room was full of messes. Huahua was lying sideways on the bed, her hair disheveled and her eyes red and swollen like peaches.

"Huahua, your cousin Qing'er is here, and you don't even say hello to her." Ping'er accompanied Yang Ruoqing into the house and became a little annoyed when she saw Huahua lying on the bed with no reaction.

Huahua turned her head stiffly, rolled her eyes around Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er, rolled her eyes and said: "No matter who you find as a lobbyist, it's all in vain. I've made up my mind, even the King of Heaven can't convince me.

I."

"How can you talk, kid? Where have all your usual upbringing gone?" Ping'er's anger started to rise.

Huahua looked at Ping'er with provocative eyes.

Yang Ruoqing said to Ping'er: "Go out and do your work first."

Ping'er glanced at Yang Ruoqing, gritted her teeth, turned around and left the room. Behind her, Huahua's sneer came, so that Ping'er couldn't help but stagger.

But Ping'er still forced herself out of the house and gently closed the door.

Huahua turned her eyes back from the door, sat up, grabbed the pillow on the inside of the bed and held it in her arms. She looked at Yang Ruoqing in front of the bed with a wary expression: "Tell me, I want to see her move in."

What can the reinforcements say to convince me?"

Yang Ruoqing pulled up a stool and sat down by the bed. There was no emotion or anger on her face, only calmness, so calm that all Huahua's provocations were meaningless.

"You're overthinking. I'm not interested in convincing you. You want to commit suicide or whatever. It has nothing to do with me. You are neither my biological sister nor my biological daughter. Your father is my father.
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