Chapter 23: Sisterhood

She and Chacha are the best of friends. Although sometimes they have small disagreements and sometimes they each have their own little thoughts.

But they are the best of friends.

The best.

Thinking this in her heart, out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Gu Chacha rushing towards her.

She knew it! They were the best of friends!

"Big Sister, how could you hit Fufu? You'll ruin our family!"

Gu Chacha shrieked, but stopped a step away and didn't come any closer.

In an instant, Song Zhuo's heart sank. As friends for so many years, how could she not understand what Gu Chacha meant by that sentence.

She was targeting He Huanhuan, trying to make He Huanhuan be condemned by everyone.

This circle of theirs was very small, and tonight was He Huanhuan's first official appearance.

If her image was ruined right away, it would be even more difficult for her to fit in later.

Was that what Chacha was planning?

So that's why she just loudly scolded but didn't come to help at all.

She wasn't worried that she would be hurt by He Huanhuan because she had the Song family backing her up.

Even if He Huanhuan was reckless, others wouldn't let He Huanhuan really hurt her.

She knew that's definitely what Chacha was thinking, but she couldn't help feeling disappointed.

She was standing up for her, but how could she be so rational?

Didn't she care about her at all?

Even if she wouldn't suffer serious injuries, getting slapped still hurt!

Boundless grievance welled up in her heart, but Gu Chacha didn't notice.

She panicked and shouted at Old Mr. Gu, "Dad! Hurry up and stop Big Sister!"

Only then did Old Mr. Gu react. He rushed forward in a hurry, trying to stop He Huanhuan.

Unexpectedly, Han Mo suddenly stepped aside and blocked him, saying, "Uncle, be careful."

Han Mo grabbed him tightly, making him unable to move an inch.

He could only sternly stop He Huanhuan, "Huanhuan! Don't be naughty!"

He Huanhuan pinched Song Zhuo's face and brought her lips close to her ear, saying, "Look, no one is helping you. Your popularity is not that good."

"You!"

Those words hit the very core of Song Zhuo's heart. Her eyes instantly turned red, and she glared at He Huanhuan angrily, "And how good are you? Do you think Han Mo is helping you for nothing? He's still doing it for..."

"The project in the East City!"

He Huanhuan laughed shamelessly, "Of course I know, but I don't need his help either. Isn't it obvious who's getting beaten here?"

She kicked her foot, and the tip of her shoe rudely poked Song Zhuo's buttocks, "Fufu? Is getting beaten fun?"

In such a flippant tone, it made Song Zhuo's eyes even redder, "Let me go! You..."

She was so ashamed and angry that she was about to struggle wildly when she suddenly found that the restraint on her body disappeared.

He Huanhuan jumped up and casually clapped her hands, "I'm not being naughty. She jumped up to hit me."

After saying that, she smiled and reached out her hand to Song Zhuo, "Not getting up?"

Her tone was quite natural, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.

Song Zhuo was stunned. Before her mind could react, her hand had already reached out.

A strong force pulled her up, and many people surrounded them instantly.

Gu Chacha was the first one. Looking at her, her eyes were full of worry, "Fufu, how are you? Did Big Sister hurt you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

She leaned over and winked at Song Zhuo, signaling her to exaggerate the injury.

But she found that Song Zhuo was standing there blankly and didn't notice her at all.

"Fufu!"

"Ah?"

Song Zhuo came back to her senses and looked at her blankly, "Chacha, what's wrong?"

Gu Chacha asked again, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere in your body? Did Big Sister hurt you?"

Song Zhuo replied blankly, "No, I'm fine..."

"That's good, that's good..."

Cold sweat almost broke out on Old Mr. Gu's forehead. He quickly broke free from Han Mo's grasp and walked to the two of them. He apologized sincerely, "Fufu, I'm sorry. Huanhuan just came back not long ago and doesn't know any better..."

"It doesn't matter..."

"Fufu!"

Gu Chacha suddenly interrupted Song Zhuo. She stared at Song Zhuo with wide eyes.

This wasn't what they had planned!

Why did she suddenly change her mind?

But Song Zhuo quietly avoided her gaze. For some reason, it was as if she suddenly saw Gu Chacha clearly.

All her little thoughts and tricks.

Suddenly they seemed so obvious and childish.

She didn't want to follow her arrangements anymore.

He Huanhuan hadn't offended her. Why did she have to target her?

She was the only daughter of the Song family!

Gu Chacha noticed that her expression was different, and her tone instantly softened.

She shook Song Zhuo's arm and called her softly, "Fufu..."

You promised to help me, right?

Wasn't it?

Unexpectedly, Song Zhuo suddenly turned to look at her, "Chacha, why didn't you come to help me just now?"

The sudden question caught Gu Chacha off guard. A flash of guilt flashed across her face, and she nervously asked back, "Fufu, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Song Zhuo stared at her intently, "Aren't you afraid that I'll be hurt by her?"

Gu Chacha finally realized something was wrong. She had been too obvious just now, and Fufu was unhappy.

She affectionately wrapped her arm around Song Zhuo's and coquettishly said, "How could I not be worried about you? Don't worry. In public, she won't dare to do anything to you."

What an obvious perfunctory. How come she hadn't noticed it before.

One by one, past events echoed in her mind. She stood up for Chacha, then got bullied, and her family would go to the other party...

Gradually, she had no friends left.

Only Chacha was still willing to play with her, so she stood up for Chacha even more.

She used to be so stupid. How could she be so stupid?

How could she have been used by her for so long without even noticing?

She glanced at the person beside her. He Huanhuan, with a multi - colored hairstyle, was standing there looking nonchalant.

It was her.

She had whispered something in her ear just now, and suddenly her mind became clear.

What was so different about He Huanhuan?

She silently lowered her eyes and didn't echo Gu Chacha's words.

"Fufu..."

Gu Chacha was unwilling. She was just one step away. As long as Song Zhuo insisted that He Huanhuan had hurt her.

According to Uncle and Aunt's temper, Dad wouldn't be able to protect He Huanhuan.

But why did Fufu suddenly stop talking?

In the past, as long as she asked, Fufu would always agree to her!

She glared at He Huanhuan hatefully. Consider herself lucky.

Since Song Zhuo didn't care, this matter was easily brushed aside.

To prevent any more incidents, Han Changyong quickly ordered the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Eat quickly and go home quickly after eating.

He still had to go to the hospital to see Xiaoxuan.

The dinner went smoothly. Everyone wasn't here just for the meal.

After exchanging greetings, they just casually ate a few mouthfuls and that was it.

Only He Huanhuan was holding a plate and eating very seriously.

Gu Chacha wanted to find an opportunity to laugh at her, but she almost blinked her eyes out, and Fufu didn't cooperate with her at all.

Until Song Zhuo picked up a small piece of cake for He Huanhuan and smiled at her embarrassedly, "This is very delicious. You can try it."

Gu Chacha finally realized something was wrong. Was Fufu trying to curry favor with He Huanhuan?

Why?

Was she crazy?