Chapter 94
Song Pianxian was quickly brought into the Song mansion. For Xiang Sixi, who depended on her, the Song Family showed a sufficiently accommodating attitude and prepared a room for her next to Song Pianxian’s room.
The most bewildered person in this matter was Xiang Sixi.
On Friday afternoon, the usual time for boarders to go home, everyone went to the school gate to wait for their cars, but Xiang Sixi prepared to go to the bus stop opposite the school to wait for the bus.
In full view of everyone, she was stopped by Song Fei.
Song Fei stood beside a very expensive-looking car, pursing her lips tightly, and whispered, “Come with me.”
“What?” Xiang Sixi doubted she had misheard.
The Song Family’s driver respectfully handed the phone to Xiang Sixi.
Xiang Sixi inexplicably put the phone to her ear, and she recognized the voice on the other end instantly—it was Big Sister.
“Big Sister?”
The voice on the other end was as gentle as ever:
“Xixi, I’m sorry, I can’t come personally to pick you up as I’m tied up with something. Come back with Song Fei, and when you get home, I’ll tell you what’s going on.”
It was Big Sister’s voice. Though Xiang Sixi was confused at first, once she confirmed it, she didn’t hesitate to follow Song Fei into the car. When they arrived at Song’s residence, she indeed saw Big Sister.
Not only did she see Big Sister, but she also heard an unbelievable story and was brought to a beautiful and delicate room, seemingly fit for a real princess, where she was told this would be her future residence.
Xiang Sixi looked at the wardrobe filled with beautiful new clothes covering an entire wall and then at Big Sister, who seemed unchanged yet completely transformed beside her.
“…So, Big Sister, are you from the Song family? Did you find your biological parents?”
“Yes.”
Xiang Sixi’s mind quickly caught up, and her first thought was, “Then, is Song Fei your biological Little Sister?”
Song Pianxian didn’t expect Xiang Sixi to bypass all the earth-shattering changes and be concerned about this first. She tousled Xiang Sixi’s hair affectionately and smiled:
“You both are Big Sister’s Little Sisters.”
She didn’t explain the difference between them, nor did she mention at this moment that Song Fei was adopted by the Song Family.
Whether Xiang Sixi and Song Fei were blood-related was irrelevant to the newly inhabited soul of Song Pianxian. These trivial matters could be discussed later when there was time.
“All right, there’s a fun party tonight. Xixi, freshen up, and I’ll bring you a few little evening dresses to choose from. How’s that?”
Xiang Sixi’s attention was indeed quickly diverted, “Are there many people?”
Xiang Sixi was usually quiet and introverted, and meeting many strangers at once made her nervous and at a loss. She was afraid of embarrassing Big Sister.
“You’re the younger one, just enjoy yourself and eat happily, I’ll take care of the rest. Plus, Little Fei will take good care of you when the time comes.”
Will Song Fei really do that? Xiang Sixi had doubts in her heart, but Big Sister’s gentle voice had a comforting power, and she nodded involuntarily.
Next to Song Pianxian, Xiang Sixi naturally revealed a childlike expression of dependence.
Outside the door.
Song Fei’s hand, about to knock on the door, hovered in the air for a long time.
Long enough for her to listen to a complete conversation with her name mentioned.
Liu Ying asked her to chat with Xiang Sixi for a while to keep an eye on her lack of social experience in the evening, but now it seemed that Song Pianxian was taking good care of Xiang Sixi.
Perhaps Xiang Sixi wasn’t in a good mood when she saw herself.
—Not just Xiang Sixi, maybe Song Pianxian felt the same way, after all, she had taken her place for so many years…
At the thought of this, Song Fei couldn’t help but step back, as if there was a ferocious beast in the room, or perhaps she was afraid of barging in on others like a ferocious beast herself.
But what Song Pianxian just said… both she and Xiang Sixi were her Little Sisters?
Song Fei hesitated for a moment, then hardened her resolve even more, dismissing it as just comforting words to Xiang Sixi, the child. She refused to believe it.
She tensed her whole body, trembling with stiffness, her spine straight, maintaining her proper manners, quickly walking away, as if fleeing.
After spending some time with Xiang Sixi, Song Pianxian was summoned to meet someone.
Before this, she had already met many relatives of the Song Family and had become acquainted with them.
Today was the recognition banquet held for her, publicly announcing Song Pianxian’s formal return to the Song Family; she was undoubtedly the protagonist of the evening.
Not to mention how many people wanted to meet Ms. Song, who lived a dramatic life, just the effort put into dressing up tonight made it impossible for Song Pianxian to break free to pick up Xiang Sixi.
The makeup team gave her a thorough grooming from head to toe. Before she even had her makeup done, a group of people surrounded Song Pianxian and sat her down in front of the makeup mirror.
The current season’s latest offerings from expensive luxury brands and designer pieces were almost overwhelming in front of Song Pianxian, sparkling with all sorts of dazzling colors.
The stylist smiled warmly, “While doing your hair, if you have some free time, Miss, feel free to pick out any jewelry you like. Madam said that since this banquet came up suddenly, we’ll have to make do with what we have. If you don’t like anything, we can have the designers custom-make something for you later.”
The makeup artist, the stylist, and others, like the wardrobe and jewelry in Song Pianxian’s dressing room, immediately fitted her out after her return. This team of about ten stylists would continue to accompany Song Pianxian after the banquet, designing her look every day and serving her.
These details of luxurious life in a wealthy family were not mentioned much in the original book, and Song Pianxian wasn’t quite sure if other families lived like this.
But when Xi Zihua and the daughters of several other families came to the dressing room and looked at Song Pianxian, who was surrounded by various high-end luxuries, all displaying a complex and subtle expression, Song Pianxian probably guessed that perhaps ordinary scions of high families didn’t usually go this far.
After coming out of the dressing room for the Song Family’s young ladies.
“It’s simply extravagant beyond belief. I felt suffocated just being in there; it’s like every breath costs money.”
“Quick, check if my eyes are turning red?”
“Haha, I just glanced around and saw five pieces of jewelry that I couldn’t reserve at the jewelry exhibition—and they were just casually lying in the corner??”
Several young ladies who usually considered themselves very wealthy and elegant glanced at each other, as if a pile of lemons were staring back at them, wishing they could hold themselves tightly.
In front of the daughters of the Song Family who were held in the palm of their hands, they suddenly became pitiful, living frugally.
“Only families like the Nie and Liu Families can compare, right? Last time Zihua mentioned something about Nie Lingbo—huh, where’s Zihua?”
The young ladies suddenly realized someone was missing.
Someone thought for a moment, “Seems like… still with Ms. Song.”
Inside the dressing room.
Xi Zihua didn’t know why she was left behind to chat, but getting along with Song Pianxian would definitely not go wrong.
Not to mention the Song Family’s power, just Lingbo’s inexplicable fondness for Song Pianxian due to narcissism, Xi Zihua felt she should follow Lingbo and treat Song Pianxian well.
Not to mention, Song Pianxian speaks so pleasantly, looks so attractive, even her words are gentle and sweet, chatting with her is so enjoyable, saying anything makes people feel refreshed.
Xi Zihua’s liking for her was skyrocketing. Originally, she was left in the dressing room to chat, but in a blink of an eye, she didn’t want to leave anymore, even actively giving suggestions for jewelry to Song Pianxian.
Do those people outside have anything interesting about Song Pianxian? No.
Who knows, they might even see Xi Heng, that blockhead, ugh.
Xi Zihua was admiring the beautiful woman in the mirror while simultaneously dissing Xi Heng in her mind, when suddenly the beauty in the mirror spoke:
“A few days ago, Second Sister-in-law mentioned that her mother and your mother have a very good relationship and also mentioned some things about your family.”
Xi Zihua was startled. Why did Song Pianxian suddenly bring up her family?
The makeup was almost done, and Song Pianxian asked the others to go to the adjacent dressing room and wait for her.
There were only her and Xi Zihua left in the room.
Song Pianxian checked her makeup in the mirror, her slender fingers delicately resting on her fair, beautiful skin.
She slightly curved her lips, her voice soft: “I used to be with Xi Heng, but I never knew that while he was with me, he had so many other people around him.”
“This…” Xi Zihua fell silent for a moment, then, with a stern face, she said mercilessly, “He’s really despicable.”
“I used to have no status, and no one told me about these things. Even these were quietly told to me by my second sister-in-law, without letting me… let my mother know.”
As for whether Luo Ruzhi had said these things in front of Song Pianxian, it’s another matter. Song Pianxian stood up straight from the mirror, her slender arms hanging at her side, graceful and charming. She turned to look at Xi Zihua.
“I can’t stand this.”
Xi Zihua pondered for a moment and tentatively asked, “Ms. Song, do you intend to…”
Song Pianxian’s gaze settled on her:
“I heard that Xi Heng is like a leech on the Xi Family, and you and Xi Heng are like enemies—”
“If I help the Xi Family get rid of this parasite, how will they treat the Xi Family?”
The conversation in the dressing room was known only to the two of them.
When Song Pianxian and Xi Zihua walked out together, they were chatting and laughing, showing no signs of anything unusual.
Xi Zihua quickly went to the front hall, while Song Pianxian headed to the dressing room to try on dresses.
She had just selected two of them with the stylist and was about to choose again when there was a knock on the door outside the dressing room.
The stylist went to open the door and returned to the room shortly after.
“Miss, it’s Ms. Nie who sent a gift, saying it’s jewelry. Do you want to use it tonight?”
“Hmm? Let me see.”
The stylist made a sound of surprise and opened the black velvet jewelry box.
Song Pianxian turned to look.
—A butterfly brooch?
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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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