Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Song Jiaren frowned. She hadnât planned to interfere with the matters between the two of them, but when Song Yoyo said that the Song family was finished, she was suddenly shocked and had a bad feeling.
Why didnât anyone stop them from making a scene at the door? Where were the servants at home? Where was Song Meiyu?
Song Jiaren thought of a possibility. She pushed Song Chuyan, who was at the door, away abruptly and ran into the Song familyâs home. The entire home was silent. No one was there. What was going on?
She took out her phone and was about to call Song Meiyu when the person behind her suddenly pushed her onto the sofa.
Song Chuyan held her shoulders with both hands and roared, âWho exactly are you? Whereâs my sister? What did you do to my sister?â
Song Jiaren was anxious and immediately slapped him. This slap didnât make him calm down, but instead made him even more unhinged. He grabbed Song Jiarenâs neck, as if he wanted to kill her to get his sister back.
Although it was difficult for Song Jiaren to breathe, there wasnât a trace of panic on her face. She calmly asked, âWhen you treated Song Yoyo as your savior, and when you treated her as your sister, didnât you already treat her as a dead person?â
Song Chuyan was shocked. He let go of his hands, and something that he could ignore suddenly surged into his heart. All of this was his faultâ¦
Song Jiaren approached him and said cruelly, âWho do you think saved you when you fell into the water?â
Song Chuyan looked at her in confusion. Was it⦠Song Jiaren?!
As if she still felt that the stimulation wasnât enough, Song Jiaren said again, âBack then, Song Jiaren was in a coma for three days in order to save you, but when she woke up, she was faced with a younger brother who called another person sister.â
âStop it, stop itâ¦â Song Chuyan felt a splitting headache. His childhood were clearly displayed in his mind. It was so clear that the disappointment and sadness in the eyes of the young Song Jiaren could be clearly seen.
Song Jiaren didnât have the time to care about him as she pushed him away. She picked up the phone on the floor and called Song Meiyu again, but no one picked up. This unusual situation made Song Jiaren realize that something had happened!
She rushed to Song Meiyuâs room. The things in the room were still the same as before she left.
There was some dust on the bed, which meant that Song Meiyu hadnât been in the Song family for a few days. When they called the previous servants, they received replies that Song Meiyu had suddenly fired them after Song Jiaren started school. They didnât know the reason either.
After she started schoolâ¦
So many days had already passed. No wonder she felt that Song Meiyuâs condition wasnât quite right back then. No wonder she couldnât contact Song Meiyu when Song Chuyan was hospitalized last time. These strange things were all neglected by her. Anxious, she thought of something and quickly ran back to her room. On the table was a letter with the words âFrom Song Meiyu.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Frightened, Song Jiaren quickly opened the envelope. On a piece of paper was the love and guilt of a mother towards her daughter.
Song Jiaren quickly browsed through it and her gaze finally landed on the last paragraph.
âSong Jiaren, I know youâre not my daughter, but youâre a good child. Mommy really likes you. Thereâs one thing I must do. Before, I was worried about you and Chuyan. Now that youâve come, Iâm relieved.
âIâm sorry. Because of my selfishness, Iâve placed this burden on you. Iâll leave Chuyan to you.â
You donât need to look for me. Live well. You must be happy! â
So, she already knewâ¦
Song Jiaren held onto the thin piece of paper. She didnât know what to think. What was the matter that Song Meiyu was talking about? Was it dangerous?
She rushed out of the room and found Song Chuyan in the living room. At this moment, he was still immersed in anguish while sitting on the floor with his head in his hands.
Song Jiaren wouldnât let him be. She pulled him up and asked, âDo you know where Mom went?â
Song Chuyan didnât realize what he was talking about and looked at her in confusion.
Song Jiaren could only take out the letter and tell him about the current situation. However, from his confused expression, she knew that he didnât know anything.
Song Jiaren thought of the jade pendant from back then and hurriedly asked him, âDo you know what this jade pendant is?â
Song Chuyan frowned. âWhy is this jade pendant in your hands?â
Song Chuchu had no choice but to recount how a group of men in black had broken into his room and taken away a painting.. When Song Chuyan returned to his room, he realized that his painting had been replaced.