Mrs. Song's greed only made Song Zhi feel disgusted.
“Don't you dare touch this card.”
Song Jin coldly scanned everyone present, finally pausing on Mrs. Song's well-maintained face.
Mrs. Song's hand twitched, but she still held onto the card tightly. She spoke with a strained voice, “Jin, I'm your mother, and Gently is your younger sister. What's wrong with taking one of your cards? Why are you so stingy?“
Song Jin looked fiercely at Song Qingqing: ‘Is she my sister?’
”Even if she is not related to you by blood, she grew up in the family since she was a child. Didn't you like Qingqing quite a bit before? What's wrong with you today?“ Mrs. Song looked at Song Zhi with disgust.
”Did Song Zhi interfere and say bad things about Qingqing to you? It must be her. A child who grew up in the countryside can't be a good person.”
Song Jin realized only now what kind of life Song Zhi had led in the Song family.
She was beaten and scolded at will.
She was framed at will.
And she was never able to defend herself.
Song Jin looked at her with a little pain in his heart.
“She grew up in the countryside, wasn't that your negligence?” Song Jin questioned.
Mrs. Song knew she was in the wrong, but she still retorted, “It's because she wasn't born with a rich and powerful destiny. There were so many children born that day in that hospital, so how come she was lost?”
“Yes, how come I'm the only one who was lost? Someone might have deliberately lost her.“ Song Zhi snorted, looking straight at Mrs. Song, ‘Isn't that right?’
”What are you talking about!“ Mrs. Song was anxious and her speech speed increased considerably.
”Whether it's nonsense or not, just check it out,” Song Zhi said.
Mrs. Song instantly calmed down and said with a smug smile, “Go ahead.”
She had already dealt with the matter back then, leaving no trace whatsoever, and even if they searched to the ends of the earth, they would never find anything on her.
Mrs. Song immediately raised her head and said imperiously, “Song Zhi, I also want to warn you, this is the Song family, not the countryside where you can throw a tantrum, do you hear me!”
“In my heart, Song Qingqing is my beloved daughter.”
"Don't even think about taking my love away.”
Song Qingqing moved closer to her mother, put her arm around her, and placed her head on her shoulder, cooing, “Mom, I know you love me best.”
“But...”
She glanced at Song Zhi, “My sister will be upset, after all, I'm an outsider.”
“She has no right to be upset,” Song Huizhou snorted, “Qingqing, you're just too kind. You must remember, you'll always be our Song family's little princess, you don't need to consider his feelings.”
Song Zhi looked at this large family.
Pretending to be sympathetic.
Don't worry.
In this life, she will find a way to get them all to die together, so that they won't have been in love in vain.
Song Zhi glanced at them and said, “Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave. I feel sick just looking at you.”
Song Huizhou was about to argue back, but Song Qingqing stopped him.
“Sister, don't blame mother and brother, they are also doing this for me,” Song Qingqing said coyly.
Song Zhi: “What are you pretending? Isn't this exactly what you want?”
Song Zhi brazenly ripped away the veil of modesty, and Song Qingqing's eyes immediately turned red, as she bit her lips: “I'm not, I'm not.”
“Then get the hell out of the Song family,” Song Zhi said coldly, crossing her arms.
“Your evil, stinking face has finally been revealed,” Song Huizhou said with disgust, “Gently's position is not something you can shake, so don't be delusional.”
Song Zhi didn't bother to respond.
Song Qingqing's position was not something she would ever covet.
She didn't bother to waste any more words with them.
Song Zhi had just arrived in the utility room when Song Jin followed behind her.
He still handed her the black card.
“It's for you, why don't you want it?” he asked.
Song Zhi felt that this person was really strange. In his previous life, he was also the one who stood by Song Qingqing's side and viciously attacked her.
Has he changed his ways in this life?
“I don't want the Song family's money, I find it dirty,” Song Zhi said.
Song Jin frowned, “This isn't the Song family's money, it's my personal assets.”
Song Zhi raised her eyes and looked at him seriously, “Yours, I also find it dirty.”
Song Jin let out a breath, not angry.
Her previous self had done so many wrong things, she deserved to be disliked.
“So what do you want? I'll try to satisfy you,“ Song Jin asked patiently.
Song Zhi said with interest, ‘I want Song Qingqing to die. Is that okay?’
”This...“
Song Jin hesitated.
”Since you can't do it, why pretend in front of me?” Song Zhi suddenly felt that people could never change their nature.
With a pop, Song Zhi slammed the door of the utility room.
Song Jin was shut out.
He touched his nose.
She misunderstood him.
He hesitated, not because he didn't want to do it, but because he was trying to figure out how to do it without anyone noticing.