Translator: Yunyi
Huo Jiu smiled and reached out his hand. âMr. Song, donât think that Miss Song is targeting you. To be honest, there are too many big shots who want to see Miss Song these days. Miss Song hasnât seen a single one.â
âWhat he meant was, do you think that you have more face than those big shots?
Do you really think that you are a big shot.
If Song Rui had heard these words before, he would have scoffed.
But now..
Song Rui was still unable to react until he left Huo Manor and got into his car.
âChuan, do you know when Yaoyao learned medicine?â
âDad, I only learned of her ability not long before you.â
Song Wenchuan had no way of giving an answer to this question.
Song Wenchuan frowned. He knew that Song Rui would not be satisfied.
If Song Yaoyao was still the daughter of the Song Family, it would naturally bring endless benefits to them. They may even be accepted into upper society.
After all, who didnât want to befriend a miracle doctor?
âDad, donât disturb Yaoyao anymore. Iâm serious.â Song Wenchuan said unenthusiastically, âIf you come again, I wonât come with you.â
Song Yaoyao clearly wanted to cut ties with them. Song Wenchuan understood this.
After all, it was true that they didnât treat her well.
Moreover, the Songs didnât have anything that she would miss.
âYou, what are you saying?!â
Song Ruiâs face darkened. âYaoyao is your sister. Havenât you always been on good terms with her? Go find her and ask her to move back in!â
âWith Song Yaoyaoâs identity exposed, those people naturally knew about Song Yaoyaoâs relationship with the Song Family.
Since they couldnât see Song Yaoyao, they could only settle for the second best and look for Song Rui.
In Song Ruiâs eyes, they were all resources and connections!
âTheir opportunity had arrived!
âThere was a stairway to heaven hanging above their heads. As long as they stretched out their hands to grab it, they could easily climb it.
But how was he supposed to grab it? That was the problem.
Song Wenchuan laughed. He asked the driver to stop the car.
Then, he quickly opened the car door and got out. He stood outside the car door and laughed mockingly.
âDad, have you forgotten how you used to treat Yaoyao in the past? Now you see that sheâs useful to you, youâre treating her like your own daughter. In your eyes, it doesnât matter if sheâs your biological daughter or not. Whatâs important is whether sheâs useful or not.â
Song Rui was so angry that his face turned black.
He pointed at Song Wenchuan with a trembling finger. âBrat, say that again!â
âSaying it again wonât change the truth. Dad, if you donât want to anger Yaoyao, itâs best not to disturb her anymore. Instead of trying to gain benefits from her, why donât you reflect on yourself? If you had treated her better in the past, this wouldnât have been the result.â
With that, he turned and strode away, leaving Song Rui roaring behind him.
If only...he wasnât a son of the Song Family either.
Such a father was humiliating and ridiculous.
Even disgusting.
Song Manor.
Zhou Manli heard the sound of a car and waited by the door to help Song Rui out of his coat.
She hugged the coat and looked at Song Ruiâs expression.
She curled her lips and asked, âWhat happened? | told you, that girl has a heart of stone. Why would she be willing to...â
âEnough!â
Song Rui was filled with anger. When he heard Zhou Manliâs strange voice again, his anger immediately surged out.
His face was dark and his gaze was extremely cold.
âIf you werenât biased, would things have turned out like this? Theyâre all your own children.. If you had shown her even a trace of sincerity, there would have been room for redemption!â