This lesbian is too good at talking! I can't afford to offend her!

Chapter 311 Song Ci goes to Xing Fangcao to get information

Old houses, narrow alleys, a dim sky, and a light rain falling.

"Da da……"

A figure walked towards us from a distance. Her oversized raincoat obscured her figure and concealed her features. Her brand new red rain boots stood out against the dilapidated alley.

The rain washed away the garbage in the alley, but it couldn't cover up the nauseating smell. Song Ci pinched his nose, quickened his pace, and walked towards the courtyard in his memory.

"You spent so much money, but did you get into college? And now you're still talking about repeating the year? Stop daydreaming."

The sound of curses, a fierce tone, and a rough male voice stopped Song Ci in her tracks. She tilted her ears and listened quietly.

"My daughter, let's accept our fate! You are not cut out for studying. Even if I empty my coffin to support your education, you still won't be able to get into university."

Xing Fangcao bit her lips, tears flowing silently.

"Mom, I can get into college. Please believe me again. I had a stomachache on the day of the college entrance examination, so I failed..."

"Hey, my dear, it's not that I'm cruel, but our family is really broke. Your eldest brother just got married, your second brother needs money to buy a job, and your youngest needs to go to school. How can we save any money at home?

Listen to your mother's advice and go sweep the streets with your older sister and younger sister. You can at least earn some money to help support the family. If you still insist, your father will definitely force you to get married."

Xing Fangcao's eyes were filled with resentment. She asked, "Mom, I've sent a lot of money home in the past few years. You can't treat me like this."

"How do I treat you? Do I give you enough to eat or clothes to wear?" Xing Youzhi said viciously, "I gave birth to you and raised you just to get something in return.

You've been staying at home for so long, I thought you could really get into college. I was so boastful, you couldn't even get into a junior college, you're just embarrassing me."

Feeling aggrieved, Xing Fangcao mustered her courage and begged, "Dad, please let me repeat a year! I promise it won't cost the family a penny."

When I get into college and get a stable job, I will give you all the money I earn and never keep a single cent for myself. Dad, I've been very obedient these years..."

"You're listening? I've already inquired. The second son of the Zhang family next door pays more money to his family than you do. Xing Fangcao, I haven't even come to terms with you for hiding your intentions from me!"

Xing Youzhi was a man of great courage and ruthlessness, and was notorious in this generation. At this moment, he stared at Xing Fangcao with hatred, looking like a servant, and Xing Fangcao was unwilling to be just that.

She was overwhelmed by despair. Was she going to give up? But she had finally managed to secure the opportunity to repeat her studies.

"You're my son, how lucky can you be? Stop daydreaming and either earn money or pack up and get married."

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a dull knock on the door. Xing Fangcao quickly wiped away her tears and ran to open the door.

"Xing Fangcao, we meet again!"

"Song Ci?" Xing Fangcao hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said, "Mom and Dad, my friend is looking for me, so I'm going out for a walk."

"Huh, you have friends too?"

The contempt in Xing Youzhi's eyes disappeared when he saw Song Ci's face. He looked at Song Ci with an evil look that made Song Ci feel sick.

"Fangcao, why didn't you tell Dad about your new friend?" Xing Youzhi changed his expression and said enthusiastically, "Comrade, welcome to my home. Please come in!"

Song Ci got goosebumps all over her body. She suppressed her nausea and refused, "I'll just say a few words and leave. I won't cause any trouble for you!"

"Fangcao, didn't you say you wanted to go out for a walk? Go quickly. The weather is bad today. Come back early."

With her mother's permission, Xing Fangcao pulled Song Ci out and disappeared in the rain.

“Comrade Song Ci, I warned you not to go to my house. My father is not a good person.”

"I know, but I have a reason to look for you."

Song Ci hid under the bridge, wiped the rain off his face, and asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong?"

"I want to know about Chen Shuning's past."

"The last time you came to see me, I already told you everything about Chen Shuning. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"not enough."

Xing Fangcao sighed and complained, "I don't want to go against her. She's lucky. Going against her won't end well."

"Fate? I don't believe in fate." Song Ci looked at Xing Fangcao and asked, "You are younger than me. Are you accepting your fate at such a young age?"

"What if I don't accept my fate?"

Raindrops fell on the surface of the river, causing ripples.

Xing Fangcao was in a state of confusion and whispered, "When I was in Chenjia Village, I had a high fever and almost died there. At that time, I had a dream.

I dreamed that Wang Simin was picked up by a car, that Ma Lanzhi and Wang Na made a fortune in business, and that I saw the future of many people...

I tried to get close to them, but they avoided me. Instead, they were very kind to Chen Shuning. This is fate. She was born with a good life.

Song Ci didn't hide anything at all and started to mock Xing Fangcao: "Haha... It's just a dream, and you actually took it seriously? How ridiculous."

"Maybe it was just a dream." Thinking of those days, Xing Fangcao's expression was filled with deep sorrow. "But for me, it was a beautiful dream. I hope it comes true. I pray that they can pull me out of hell."

"Don't dream." Song Ci personally shattered her hopes: "We women can only stand firm on our own. How can there be so many heroes who will come out to save you?"

Xing Fangcao sneered, "Since you want to rely on yourself, why are you holding on to Guo Junshan?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Song Ci's face. She pretended to be calm and defended herself, "You don't understand. My feelings for him are very complicated."

"Oh, that's a nice thing to say." Xing Fangcao said softly, "Song Ci, I can sense that we are of the same kind. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"My stupid cousin said I can't beat Chen Shuning. I don't believe it. I want to fight her."

Xing Fangcao's eyes became sharp, and she said, "What can you use to fight her? She is very likable. Anyone who has come into contact with her will end up on her side."

"Does the people you mentioned include men?"

Was she afraid that Song Ci would see her expression? Xing Fangcao turned her head away and thought to herself: Song Ci is so stupid. As soon as I let out a hint, she took the bait.

"Of course, that includes men! Xu Qingshan is obsessed with her, and Guo Junshan is chasing her. I heard that she has a close friend who is also interested in her."

"That's all?" Song Ci frowned slightly and said sarcastically, "At most, there are only three men. Is this what you call being liked by men?"

Song Ci's words stirred a wave in Xing Fangcao's heart: Three men aren't enough? What's going on in Song Ci's mind? Does she know the consequences of promiscuous relationships?

"There was a teacher in the village named Yang Guoqing," Xing Fangcao continued. "For a while, he kept asking around about Chen Shuning. I don't know what happened, but then he suddenly stopped asking."

Song Ci thought: Four men might not be many, but they would be enough to destroy Chen Shuning. As long as she was labeled as a fickle woman, Guo Junshan would definitely leave her.

I'll take advantage of the situation, win Guo Junshan's heart, and then abandon him. He made me suffer the humiliation of others, and I want to make him feel the same way.

"Comrade Song Ci, I can't understand why Comrade Guo Junshan would fall for Chen Shuning when you and he are such a good match."

Xing Fangcao fanned the flames from the side. The two women had their own ulterior motives and blamed all the misfortunes on Chen Shuning.