Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

"No matter what we say, we are always sisters."

"I sent you to jail, just thinking you could reform it inside, but who knows, why can't you bear the suffering, why did you go like this, sister..."

Song Qianying acted vividly, tears streaming like a faucet.

For a while, the people next to him looked very real and felt very sad.

At this time, Song Qianying quietly looked up at the person presiding over the funeral.

I thought that on such an important occasion, I should be able to see Song Yijun's aunt.

However, the strange thing is that there is only one emcee at the scene.

What's wrong, Song Yijun is already dead, why doesn't her aunt even show her face? This is really weird, okay?

After the memorial ceremony, Song Qianying and Song Qianran walked to the side.

"Brother, did you say that Song Yijun's aunt is sick? The funeral has been publicized so much on the Internet, but she can't come out. Isn't it strange?" Song Qianying asked suspiciously.

The place where the funeral was held was in the funeral home in the city center. Almost a lot of media arrived. The scene was also chatting, but why didn't no one come out to control the occasion?

"Song Yijun's aunt is really too mysterious, right?" Song Qianran was also very puzzled.

When the two were puzzled, the media suddenly jumped into the front of the two, and the microphones were all aimed at the mouths of the two.

"Miss Song, the person who passed away this time was your half-sister. May I ask you to come to her funeral. What is your mood at this moment?" The reporter raised the microphone high and asked.

"This time you personally sent your sister to jail. Now you are visiting her at her funeral. Are you gloating?"

"Miss Song, Song Yijun's family did not show up today, are you here to hold the funeral as her family?"

"Miss Song, what do you think, can you tell us about it?"

"Miss Song, please answer."

...

For a time, the media all swarmed in front of Song Qianying.

Together with Song Qianran, the two were blocked.

Fortunately, Song Qianying had expected it a long time ago.

She knew that as soon as she and Song Qianran appeared, everyone would be asked a lot of sharp questions. For this reason, Song Qianying had even prepared the answer in her heart.

So at this time, I pretended to be sad and said in a sad tone, "Thank you for your concern, but I came to attend the funeral of my sister today with a sad mood. Forgive me for not being able to use one I'm in a good state to face everyone."

The media nodded their heads and expressed their understanding.

Then Song Qianying began to show off his acting skills.

She sucked her nose first, and then said with a pitiful face, "In fact, everyone may have misunderstood the relationship between my sister and me. In fact, my sister and I have been very good sisters since we were young."

"But later, my sister kept jealous that I was my father's biological daughter, and felt that she was just an illegitimate daughter, so she began to target me in various ways."

"But I also know that my sister has always had such a personality, coupled with her life experience, I can understand how she hates me, and I have been trying to stand from her point of view and consider her."

"Even if she stole the company and drove me and my brother down, I am not at all angry. I think that as long as she can manage the company well, I am willing to give her all this."

"But I didn't expect that she would actually have the heart to deal with Dad!"

Speaking of this, Song Qianying had an expression of grief and grief, and everyone's heart was pulled together.

"When the doctor checked out that my dad was in a severe coma after taking the medicine given by my sister, I was deeply aware of my sister. After so many years of my concession, she became so ruthless and terrible. I realized that her heart had already been distorted!"

"Later, she even traded the company's stock privately, leaving the company in a desperate situation."

At this moment, no one was speaking at the scene, and everyone was listening attentively to Song Qianying's random fabrications.

"Do you think I really want to oust my sister? Do you really want to send her to jail? I don't think so."

Song Qianying was talking, tears falling like drops of water, "If it weren't because I loved my father so much, or because the Song Group was the father's hard work for so many years, how could I hurt my sister?"

"But it was because of her distortion that I had to make such a decision."

"But I swear, I just want my sister to go to the prison to reform and reform. After we come out, we will still be good sisters, and the company still has her place. I really think so!"

"But I didn't expect it, I didn't expect my sister to actually...oooh, sorry, sister, I'm sorry for you."

While acting, Song Qianying entered the play by herself, and actually squatted on the ground with her head in her arms and wept bitterly.

Song Qianran hurriedly added fuel to the side, "Qianying, you can't be blamed for this matter, so don't blame yourself."

"You just did what you were supposed to do. Everyone's life and death are fate. Yijun's death has nothing to do with you, you know?"

"No, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, everyone will blame me, it's all my fault..." Song Qianying cried and cried completely out of control, seeming to cry endlessly.

"Everyone, my sister has already blamed herself for losing control of her emotions. Could you please stop taking pictures, let me take my sister to calm down first."

Song Qianran quickly raised his head to look at everyone, a little begging in his tone.

The reporters watched this scene and saw Song Qianying's emotions out of control, knowing that the interview would definitely not go on.

I had to take a few photos casually, and then let Song Qianran take Song Qianying away quickly.

"Thank you for your understanding." Song Qianran finished speaking, and then helped Song Qianying, who couldn't walk, crying and left.

After the two left the funeral home, they immediately got in the car.

Song Qianying's tears stopped abruptly after sitting down, and then asked with a smile on her face, "How is it, brother, am I doing alright?"

The speed of the face change is almost like singing, and I was sad just now, but now I am overjoyed.

Song Qianran had nothing to say about his sister's acting skills, and she could only applaud again and again with admiration.

"Your acting skills, if you don't give you an Oscar, I guess I will be sorry for you."