Translator: Yunyi
Song Wenchuan pursed his lips and watched quietly from the side.
“What did you say?”
Zhou Manli’s temples throbbed. She sized up Song Jingwan in anger and amusement while speaking in a mocking tone, “Wanwan, are you stupid? You’re lying to me because you want to speak up for that wretched girl?”
“Mother… I didn’t!”
Song Jingwan opened her mouth helplessly and looked at Song Wenchuan in panic.
Her eyes were slightly red. It seemed as though she was afraid that Song Wenchuan would hate her. She quickly held back her tears; her eyes were just a little misty.
“Wenchuan, tell her, didn’t I do a lot of wrong things? This is all my fault, isn’t it?”
Zhou Manli was so angry that she laughed instead. “Great! You’re speaking up for that wretched girl! I think t you and your sister were sent by the heavens to torture me! You’ve always been against me. Did she brainwash you two with a bewitching potion?”
“Mom… no…”
Song Jingwan’s voice was a little hoarse. She lowered her head helplessly and wrung her fingers. Tears fell down and splashed against the floor.
Song Wenchuan did not know why, but his heart was feeling extremely stifled.
“Enough, I don’t want to hear anything about that person from your mouths anymore! I hope that both of you will remember that your biological sister is not Song Yaoyao, but Weiwei! If you can apply some of your feelings for that wretched girl onto Weiwei, I’ll be able to rest in peace!”
Song Wenchuan pursed his lips, her face frighteningly gloomy.
Just as he couldn’t hold back his anger, someone tugged at the corner of his shirt.
He looked down and saw the girl with red eyes. He gently shook his head at her.
Speak of the devil. The moment Song Weiwei entered, she noticed that the expressions of the three people in the living room weren’t quite right. The atmosphere was even more oppressive and frightening.
She was stunned for a moment before walking towards Zhou Manli.
“Mom, what’s wrong?”
When she saw Song Weiwei, Zhou Manli snorted, and her expression softened considerably.
She waved at Song Weiwei. “Come, Weiwei. Mom bought you a lot of beautiful clothes today. Let’s go back to your room and see if they fit.”
Song Weiwei smiled. “Thank you, Mom.”
Zhou Manli pulled her along, and she could only greet Song Wenchuan and Song Jingwan as they walked past.
Then, Song Weiwei was stunned.
Song Jingwan, who had never been kind to her, unexpectedly smiled at her.
Moreover, that smile looked pitiful and humble.
Coupled with her red lips and white teeth, she looked beautiful. With her red eyes and forced smile, it was as if her heart had softened.
She pursed her lips and felt a little uneasy.
Why had Song Jingwan changed?
The mother and daughter went upstairs. Only Song Jingwan and Song Wenchuan were left in the living room.
She lowered her head and laughed at herself.
She sniffed and said in a nasally voice, “Wenchuan, I’ll go back to my room first. I still have to study.”
After saying that, she lowered her head and turned around.
But her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Song Jingwan raised her head in shock and met Song Wenchuan’s worried eyes.
Song Wenchuan saw the girl trying to suppress her sadness.
At this moment, Song Wenchuan didn’t even know who to blame.
If Song Jingwan was pitiful, then wouldn’t the Song Yaoyao from before be even more pitiful?
But because of this, was he going to make Song Jingwan become the second Yaoyao?
His mind was in a mess. He pursed his lips and after a long while, he said in a low voice, “Don’t let your imagination run wild. Rest well.”
The girl was obviously shaken.
She was still holding back her tears, but in that instant, she smiled.
Song Jingwan smiled and nodded heavily.
“Yes! I will.”
The hard shell around Song Wenchuan’s heart loosened a little.
