Translator: Yunyi
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Song Jingwan stood up abruptly. She was so upset that she even flipped over her chair.
She pursed her lips. She knew that she shouldnât have done this, but she couldnât help herself.
Song Wenchuan glanced up at Song Jingwanâs back and asked, âHow much?â
âSheâs super awesome!â Song Weiweiâs tone was exaggerated and filled with admiration as she said, âShe was the top student in the college entrance examination! Sheâs got the top score in every subject. Oh my god, how did she do it? She must be a genius!â
âYou meanââ
Song Wenchuan instantly laughed. His eyes lit up. âYaoyao did so well in the exam?â
He suddenly stood up. âI donât know what she likes. I have to prepare a gift for her...ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhen Song Wenchuan left, the smile on Song Weiweiâs face faded. It was not as exaggerated as before.
She quietly finished the congee in her bowl and felt someone walking to her side.
Song Weiwei shook her legs and turned a blind eye to Song Jingwan.
After eating, she stood up and was about to leave when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
However, it had already happened a couple of times before. Naturally, Song Weiwei could not let Song Jingwan bully her passively.
She flung Song Jingwanâs hand away.
With a slam, Song Jingwanâs hand fiercely hit the edge of the table.
In an instant, she was in so much pain that tears were about to fall out.
Song Jingwan pursed her lips and glared at Song Weiwei. âYou did it on purpose, didnât you?â
âWhat? I donât understand what you mean.â
Song Weiwei sneered and turned to leave.
âStop right there!â
Song Jingwan chased after her and blocked her path.
âWhat did Song Yaoyao give you for you to praise her like that? Donât you hate her? She stole your identity and enjoyed more than ten years of wealth and glory in your place. You, on the other hand, could only live in a family that prioritized sons over daughters and almost had your whole life ruined. Donât
you hate her?â
After saying this, she stared at Song Weiwei with burning eyes, not letting go of the slightest change in her emotions.
She wanted to see hatred and aggrievance on Song Weiweiâs face, but unfortunately...
There was actually nothing.
In fact, there was even a strange smile on Song Weiweiâs face.
âWhy should I hate her? Miss Song is so powerful. Moreover, I donât think that she has enjoyed the glory and wealth of the Song Family. If we really want to calculate, then Iâm about the same as her, right?â
âThey were both pitiful people who had been ignored by their parents.
At first, she did not understand why Song Yaoyao would plot all of this.
But after living in Song Manor for a period of time, how could song Weiwei not understand now?
If Song Weiwei didnât know the whole story, perhaps she would have been convinced by Song Jingwan and turned on Song Yaoyao.
Thatâs right, her life was so bad, how could she replace her?
âHa... if thatâs the case, I have nothing more to say.â
Song Jingwan sneered. Without Song Wenchuan present, she couldnât be bothered putting on an act, and her eyes were as cold as ice.
âWhy donât you think about it, if your identities didnât change, then your fiancé would be Huo Ningxi now. Or... the one standing next to Mr. Huo would be you, not Song Yaoyao.â
Song Weiwei pursed her lips in silence, her eyes flashing.
Song Jingwan curled her lips. âWhat? Youâve realized this now? You canât accept it?â
If not, then go and snatch him from her! Go and fight with Song Yaoyao!
âYes, Iâve realized now.â
Song Weiwei nodded, and suddenly, with lightning speed, she fiercely slapped Song Jingwanâs face that deserved a beating.
After the crisp sound, the air was silent.
Song Weiwei sneered disdainfully. âI realized that youâre a brain-dead idiot. Miss Song is relying on her personal charm, not the identity of the Song Familyâs daughter. Compete with Miss Song? Am I worthy? Are you worthy?â