Chapter 162: The Beautiful Dowry 3
Xia Qingyao's past two months have been miserable, because offending His Highness the Crown Prince is equivalent to ruining her way to contact the powerful circle, and no one cares about it.
Even after entering Canglan College, no noble lady would talk to her.
However, Shizi's elder brother ignored her and had no one to recommend her. Even if she had great ambitions, there was nothing she could do.
Song Zhao raised his eyebrows.
"It's Yaoyao." She brushed off her shirt and skirt indifferently, her eyes were clear and cold, "It seems that your life as a lady is not going well."
Xia Qingyao bit her lips.
She was wearing an apricot-white skirt, and her pretty little face was pale and pale.
And Song Zhao's face was pink, and his whole body was noble and beautiful, which was still the look she hated the most.
"What have you done? Why can't I contact Elder Brother Shizi?"
She pinched her hands deeply into the skirt, hating the culprit who caused her so far, "Brother Shizi never ignores me, but suddenly there is no news, and he hasn't sent me supplies for almost two months. My mother had no choice but to work as a cook in a restaurant, you must be causing trouble!"
Song Zhao tilted his head, curled his lips into a chuckle, and his twinkling eyes showed a deep coldness, "I'm so happy that you are so miserable."
"You kicked me and my mother out of the Song family, and you made me offend the crown prince and ruined my future, and now you don't allow the elder brother to help me. Do you want to force me to death to be satisfied? Song Zhao, why are you doing this? vicious?"
Xia Qingyao's almond eyes were cruel.
Although Canglan College does not accept students to study, paper, inkstone, pen and ink require money.
Without the elder brother's protection and support, with her mother's meager monthly money, she wouldn't be able to last long.
She was worried about food and clothing every day, and her academic performance plummeted, almost falling to the bottom of the list.
And Song Zhaoyue's first place on the monthly list, with unlimited scenery, is no longer that idiot who can be ridiculed by others.
She hates it so much!
"This is vicious," Song Zhao's red lips curled up, and Xia Qingyao's chin was raised with one hand, his lazy voice revealed a shocking intent,
"Everything of the Song family will never be touched by outsiders. If you dare to get involved, you must be prepared to bear the consequences."
Xia Qingyao was flustered and retreated subconsciously.
She clenched her fists, "This is Canglan College. We are both students. If you dare to touch me, you will kill your classmates. Can you bear this responsibility?"
Canglan College is her protective shield, let alone Song Zhao, the daughter of a general, even Her Royal Highness, dare not touch her at will.
Song Zhao licked his raised lips, interested, "Yes, then let you live for a few more days."
When Xia Qingyao heard this, she always felt that Song Zhao was plotting, and she was even a little afraid to look at her.
She grabbed the embroidered handkerchief, "Brother Shizi will not allow you to touch me. He already hates you. If you dare to harm me, he will not forgive you."
Song Zhaoyi's mood faded, "I'm so scared."
She was really not interested in talking nonsense with others, so she just walked away.
Xia Qingyao stopped her again, and said angrily, "Song Zhao, can't you be more generous? Anyway, we grew up together, and I took care of you. You also said that you treat me as a sister. Since you are a sister, shouldn't you treat me as a sister?" Do you share half of everything with me? Why do you have to kill me!"
She just wanted to cling to the Song family so that she could marry a good family in the future. Did she do something wrong?
Song Zhao already has everything, why should he be so stingy?
Xia Qingyao's eyes were dark.
"Aren't you just jealous that elder brother loves me or not? Well, as long as you let my mother be your father's concubine and help me be the daughter of the Song family, I will tell elder brother that you saved him three years ago. How about it?"