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Lu Qingqing kept the two boxes first and then quietly went to implement her plan.

After a few days, Lu Qingqing once again received his own box at home. It was just that this time, the box was brought over by Song Ma from Lu Yanhuan's company.

Lu Qingqing was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding onto the dress that she had destroyed, pretending to shed tears.

Dad would be back by now.

Just as expected, Lu Guohua came in. When she saw him crying, she immediately asked him what was going on.

Lu Qingqing sobbed: "Last time, when I went with my sister to attend Meng Ting's wedding event, Meng Ting said that she wanted to give each of us a wedding dress. She sent the wedding dress to me first, but today, I received a package from my sister and realised that my dress was already damaged."

The little girl loved beautiful clothes the most. When Lu Guohua saw the extraordinary design of the dress and the gift from his good friend Meng Ting from last time, could it be that the two of them had already made up? No matter what, as his father, Lu Guohua, was able to understand Lu Qingqing's current state of mind, so he comforted her gently: "It's fine, Qing Qing.

Lu Qingqing cried and shouted, "How can an ordinary tailor mend a skirt that is designed to look like this? If Meng Ting knew that the thing she gave me was destroyed the moment she got it, she would have looked down on me! "

Lu Guohua realized that something was amiss, "Wait, did you say that someone intentionally caused this? "Who is it?"

Lu Qingqing did not say anything. He only looked at his skirt while frowning.

Lu Guohua didn't understand the meaning behind his words and only asked Lu Qingqing: "It's fine, don't be afraid. Qingqing, you tell me, daddy will help you vent your anger."

Lu Qingqing sighed: "I'm afraid Daddy is not willing to let her go."

These words were said all over the place, but Lu Guohua was not a foolish person either. He knew that the two sisters had some contradictions in private, and based on what he said, it was Yan Huan who broke Qing Qing's dress?

Lu Guohua could not believe it, and he opened his mouth with difficulty: "Qingqing, you said, it was your sister who broke it? "Really?"

When Lu Qingqing saw his attitude, she became even angrier, and started to clamor again, "This is what other people saw with their own eyes, how could I slander you for no reason! If you don't believe me, ask Mother Song! "

At this time, Mother Song came out and said very calmly: "Because both boxes were sent to Miss Yan Huan's company, Qing Qing really wants to see her dress immediately. So on the same day I went to Miss Huan's office to get her dress back, but as soon as I arrived, I saw that Miss Huan had tried it on and had accidentally cut a hole in it. I didn't dare to scold Miss Huan Huan in front of her, so I took it back. "

After Lu Guohua heard this, he was greatly shocked, and was unable to say anything for a long time.

Song Ma continued, "You know me, I, Song Ma, do serious things here, and never spout nonsense. I saw what I saw, and I would never lie. "I think Miss Huan has really overdone it this time."

Lu Guohua waved his hand: "You can leave now."

Lu Qingqing continued to wail: "It's fine if she tried on my clothes, but she even broke my skirt! Give it to me without a word! This is too much, Dad! "You know I liked this dress the first time I saw it!"

Lu Guohua frowned, as if he was seriously thinking about something, "But Yan Huan doesn't seem to be someone who would do such a thing."

"You usually only see her obedient appearance, but you never know how she treats me! If you saw Dad, you wouldn't doubt him anymore! I don't want to blow up this matter anymore, so I'll just let this skirt go. Although I can't wear it out, keeping it back is just a way of thinking, it's after all, Meng Ting's good intentions. Daddy, you don't need to ask big sister about anything. I just wanted to tell you about it. "

After saying that, she stood up, and as she choked on her sobs, she folded the skirt, but no matter how she folded it, it was still not enough, causing her tears to surge even more, causing Lu Guohua to be unable to watch any further, she came over and patted Lu Qingqing's shoulder, and indicated for him to fold the dress, and Lu Qingqing went and sat down.

As Lu Guohua folded his clothes, he comforted Lu Qingqing softly. "Regarding the matter of the skirt, I'll think of a way to find a skilled tailor to fix it for you. This matter is just as you wish. And don't be sad, too sad will hurt the body. You are in your third year of high school, so study is your priority. Promise Daddy, don't cry, okay? "

Lu Guohua's hands were quite coincidental, no matter how he tried, he couldn't fold the skirt. After a while, he returned to his original position and solemnly put the skirt back in the box.

After Lu Qingqing heard these words, he knew that Lu Guohua had most likely believed it, then he would have achieved his goal, thus he did not cry anymore and returned to his room.

When he passed by the kitchen, he saw that Mother Song was still cleaning the place. Lu Qingqing called her, and Mother Song smiled at him, causing Lu Qingqing's smile to shine: "Thank you, Mother Song."

As Mother Song and Lu Qingqing had interacted a lot with each other, their hearts would naturally lean towards her a little. Furthermore, Song Ma did not see that it was Lu Qingqing who broke the dress, so it was natural for her to help Lu Qingqing testify. Furthermore, there were also a lot of banknotes that supported her.

However, Lu Guohua was not someone who could be perfunctory. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that something was amiss. In a few days, he would find Lu Qingqing and ask Mother Song about it while he was still in school.

During the day, when Mother Song just returned from the supermarket, she saw Lu Guohua in the living room, seemingly waiting for her, but she was not too sure.

"Mother Song, take a seat first, I have something to ask you." Lu Guohua's tone was indifferent, but it was something that he could not defy. Mrs Song did not dare speak anymore, she immediately sat in front of Lu Guohua.

"The last time you said it, Qing Qing told you to go to Yan Huan's company to get the box?"

"Yes."

"How did Qing Qing know that the box has arrived at Yan Huan's company?"

"Eh, it should be Miss Yan Huan who called and told Miss Qing Qing …" Mother Song did not expect Lu Guohua to become suspicious of this matter so quickly. Furthermore, she did not fully understand the situation, so it was obvious that she was hesitating.

In Lu Guohua's eyes, this expression was even more suspicious. He continued to interrogate more and more questions, faster and faster:

"Do you know when Qing Qing told you to go get the item?" "If you want to go to the company, you definitely have to notify them. If Yan Huan knows that someone is coming, why would she still try out Qing Qing's dress?" Lu Guohua's gaze was tightly locked onto Mother Song, and the latter was evidently unable to endure it any longer:

She wiped her forehead and said hesitantly:

"Yan Huohuan, her …" I know. But when I got the dress back from her company, it was broken. "At that time, the box was placed in Miss Yan Huan's office …"