You Are My Rare Passion

Like his sister, he used to complain that his mother was too soft-hearted and was too kind to Wei Qionghua and Song Qianlin.

But tonight, he didn't complain anymore.

His mother was soft-hearted and emotional, and couldn't let go of the sisterhood she and Wei Qionghua grew up with.

But no matter how much her mother valued Wei Qionghua and Song Qianlin, Wei Qionghua and Song Qianlin's position in her mother's heart could not surpass him and his sister.

Song Qianlin thought she was favored in front of her mother, and plotted against his sister recklessly, she deserved it!

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wei Qionghua hurried forward to smooth things over: "Xiangxiang, Linlin is young, don't be so fussy with her, I can assure you, she doesn't mean it, she..."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it!" Mother Qi pressed her temple.

She got a headache from anger.

She was very kind to Wei Qionghua's mother and daughter, knowing that their money was tight, and she spent a lot of money on them over the years.

But she raised a white-eyed wolf who wanted to make her daughter look bad on such an important day.

She is such a daughter.

Marriage is one of the most important events in a woman's life.

If Song Qianlin caused any scandal, wouldn't her daughter regret it for the rest of her life?

She was kind to Wei Qionghua's mother and daughter because she valued affection, not because she had too much money and no place to spend it.

For things like Song Qianlin who have no gratitude, no matter how much money she has, she would rather donate it than spend a penny for her!

"Qingcong, don't let them quarrel here, send them away quickly, I have a headache." She supported Qi Qingcong's arm, frowning tightly.

"I see, Mom, you should go back and rest quickly, leave this place to me!" Qi Qingcong turned around and called his bodyguard: "Xiao Song, help Madam back to the room."

"Yes, master!" Qi Song ran in quickly, reached out to hold Qi's mother's arm: "Ma'am, I will help you."

Qi Song took Qi's mother's arm and helped her go outside.

Wei Qionghua hurriedly stopped him: "Xiangxiang, listen to my explanation..."

Qi Qingcong stretched out his hand to block her, blocking her view of Qi's mother: "There is nothing to say, come here, send Mrs. Song and Miss Song away!"

Wei Qionghua blushed anxiously: "Qing Cong, you can't treat me like this, I'm your aunt!"

"It's just my cousin," Qi Qingcong snorted, "Speaking of which, it's my cousin who owes my grandmother the kindness of raising me, and also owes our family a lot of money, not our family owes my cousin... Cousin, To put it rudely, our family has a dog, and after so many years, it will wag its tail at us! How about raising your mother and daughter? Bite us with your teeth! Heh..."

He sneered mockingly, and glanced at his bodyguard: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you send Mrs. Song and Miss Song out!"

"Qi Qingcong, are you crazy? You can't do this to me! I am your aunt, your elder, you can't do this to me! Let me go, let me go..."

No matter what Wei Qionghua yelled, she and Song Qianlin were still kicked out by Qi's bodyguards.

A moment later, their suitcases were thrown out of the gate.

The suitcases were scattered, and there were only some of their changed clothes and daily necessities in them.

Song Qianlin was wearing her wet and wrinkled bridesmaid skirt, and before she could taste it, her people and things were all outside the gate of Qi's Bieyuan.

She was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the closed gate of Qi's Bieyuan, and murmured in disbelief: "They...they kicked us out?"