Chapter 3880: I am that Miss Song

Unfortunately, Mrs. Vice President, I was wrong...
"You are Gong Qing's younger sister? The Miss Song who seduced her brother! Isn't it?" The sharp-eyed lady reacted and raised her voice.
Song Song admitted neither, nor denied it. In the stalemate, she finally nodded: "I am the Miss Song, but I did not hook..."
She just wanted to say that things weren't what you thought, but before she could say it, everyone looked at her with monster eyes.
There was even a lady who immediately vomited and spilled the water in the teacup—as if she had drank the tea from the same teapot as Song Song, she was too dirty!
"That kind of woman deserves to drink tea with us?"
"What does the President's wife think, are you crazy?"
"It's too dirty, I can't stand it anymore, let's go there to enjoy the plum blossoms!"
"What are you rewarding, such a big white lotus flower that seduce your brother, haven't you seen enough?"
"I really want to throw up!"
"..."
As everyone said, Chong Song Song rolled his eyes, got up one after another, hurriedly avoided.
Song Song pursed his lips, knowing that these ladies are very pretentious, so he didn't care about them, and didn't want to explain too much.
Just when the ladies were evasive pretentiously, something happened—
The wife of the vice president hurriedly left, staggering under her feet, and being stirred by plum branches on the ground, and because she was too fat and her center of gravity was unstable, she fell into the compost pit beside the plum trees.
Although the compost pit is not manure, it is also fermented bean dregs, rotten leaves, and bone meal made from rotten bones.
Even if it is not feces, in the eyes of the noble ladies, its dirty degree is no different from feces.
Therefore, everyone just screamed with her, but no one was willing to lend a helping hand to her.
Song Song was the closest to her. Out of kind instinct, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Take my hand, I will help you up."
However, the wife of the vice president sternly said: "Don't touch me! Take away your dirty hands!"
The ladies refused to lend a helping hand; and Song Song's hand, she also disliked it; therefore, the servants in the distance had to run over and prepare to pull her up.
However, as soon as she touched her, she screamed and wailed like a pig: "Oh, it hurts! I have a fracture! My leg can't move, you must not mess around! Go and call a doctor! "
The servant bitterly embarrassed, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, madam, today the medical room in the presidential palace is on vacation, and the doctor is not there. If you can bear it, can I go outside and find a doctor for you?"
The wife of the vice president frantically said: "I can't wait! I can't wait! You trash! I want to tell the President to fire all of you! Dismissed! I have to make you compensate!"
The servant was afraid and said: "Madam calm down! It's not easy to find a job, so please be merciful!"
The wife of the vice president scolded fiercely: "Who makes you not clean well? There are still stumbling things on the ground, soiling my noble hands, hurting my noble legs, and making your compensation be light. You all go to jail! You killed me, you killed the vice president. This is a crime, do you know?"
Where did the maid have seen such a savage lady, sweating profusely and speechlessly.
Song Song didn't want to be nosy, but seeing that the vice president's wife was too arrogant and the servant was really innocent and pitiful, she sighed lightly and stepped forward: