Chapter 116 - Confronted and Exposed Face-to-Face (8)
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
âPeople say that my Dad is cruel, sending me overseas when I was only two.
âRight now, I think youâre much crueler than my Dad.
âAt least, my Dad would never kill his own mother with his hands or be vicious enough to destroy his nephewâs life.â
Song Zixuan came in front of Song Zhuolan and stopped. His eyes met Song Zhuolanâs eyes for an instant.
âIn fact, I really want to ask, what do you want? Money? Power? Can the Song family not give you these things?
âIf the Song family really canât give you these things, what have you been enjoying all these years?
âDo you really think youâve been enjoying the prosperity of the Ye family all these years?â
There was obvious ridicule at the corners of Song Zixuanâs mouth as he turned to Ye Nambo in disdain.
âYou Mom doesnât understand, but you should, right? Without the Song family, you and your Mom are nothing in the Ye family!â
âSong Zixuan, youâ¦!â
Song Zhuolan certainly didnât understand this, or she wouldnât have done these things.
So, after hearing what Song Zixuan said, she only felt humiliated and enraged, and she was about to reproach Song Zixuan.
However, before she finished talking, Song Zixuan interrupted her.
âYe Mingyang is just the second son of the Ye family, who kicked the eldest son out by some means and took the position of the President of the Ye Group.
âHowever, how would the eldest son of the Ye family possibly let Ye Mingyang manage the Ye Group?
âSo, once Ye Mingyang exposes his tail, the eldest son of the Ye family will definitely hold onto it tight.
âAnd now, itâs very likely for you to become the tail that Ye Mingyang exposes.
âHow do you think Ye Mingyang will treat the two of you when he knows about this?â
Song Zixuan didnât seem to see the pale faces of Song Zhuolan and her son, and he continued, âOh right.
âI also heard that Ye Mingyang does not only have other women outside but also a few bastard sons.
With more sons, it shouldnât be a big deal for Ye Mingyang to sacrifice a couple of them, right?â
After saying this, Song Zixuan laughed first, which Song Zhuolan found creepy from the bottom of her heart.
âSonâ¦â
Seeing her son smile, Fang Yueqiu next to him was slightly afraid, but she was more worried that her son would go to the extremes. She couldnât help but walk over and grab her sonâs arm anxiously.
Song Zixuan turned to the side and looked at his motherâs worried eyes. The hostility in his heart seemed to be comforted as he immediately became a lot calmer.
He pretended to be relaxed and smiled. âIâm fine. I just canât help but feel happy when I think about how they end up.
âThey destroyed almost half of my life. Then, Iâll let them pay for the rest of their lives.â
Even though Song Zixuan was smiling, there was no happiness in his eyes, only extreme coldness.
Fang Yueqiu only felt extremely heartbroken and she couldnât help but hug her son, apologizing very guiltily.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry. Itâs my fault. My son, my son, Iâm sorry. Iâm sorryâ¦â
As a mother who failed to protect her child, God knew how much pain she felt in her heart.
For so many years, there wasnât a day she wasnât tortured by pain and guilt.
Song Zixuanâs body was a bit stiff and the emotions in his eyes were surging violently as if he was struggling.
At this moment, what Lu Zijia said to him before suddenly came to his mind.
âYouâre in pain, but theyâre in even more pain than you are because they feel that itâs their fault that they didnât protect you.â
Song Zixuanâs eyes quickly turned red and a tear containing years of grievances, loneliness, unwillingness, and pain, dropped from the corner of his eye. However, he smiled with a relieved look.