Shen Qingyun had never seen Song Xingzhi"s face so ugly.
Even when he was kneeling in the ancestral hall in order to break off the marriage, and almost died because of his arm injury and fever, Song Xingzhi"s complexion has never been so ugly.
He has always been strategizing, as if everything is under his control.
He calculated people"s hearts. In He"s eyes for so many years, he was an obedient and sensible stepson. He had always respected her later mother. He trusted him and even trusted her own daughter.
He vowed not to give up in order to achieve his goal, and he didn"t know when he thought about her. For so many years, behind her back was a gentle and amiable brother. After Shen Shaoqing died, he immediately pressed her on the desk.
Even if she fled desperately to Kyoto, Song Xing
