"You--" Jia Haizhu's face turned blue with anger.

"I'm right?" Song Qianti tsk twice, and a hint of contempt and sarcasm appeared on the corners of her lips.

Old Mrs. Ruan and Mr. He were a couple when they were young. Later, they separated due to misunderstandings. The truth was revealed many years later, but the two had already gotten married and had children.

They are all responsible people, and even if they can't let go of each other's hearts, they have not betrayed their own families.

Later, when Song Qianti was born, Mrs. Ruan and Mrs. He made a baby marriage for them so that they could get married.

Mr. He listened to Mrs. Ruan very much. If Mrs. Ruan doesn’t let go, Mr. He will not let He Songjin marry Ruan Yousi. Therefore, no matter how much He Songjin’s parents like Ruan Yousi, it is useless because Mr. He is the head of the He family.

Ruan Haotian stared at her with a gloomy look: "How do you do to give Song Jin to your sister?"

Song Qianti had a gentle and cool eyes, and the expression on her face was cruel and cold: "If you go to my mother's grave to kowtow and admit your mistake, I will consider it."

"Pa--" Ruan Haotian was furious and slapped the desk, which made the teacup lid on the table make a crisp sound.

Ruan Yousi and Jia Haizhu had not seen him get so angry, so they shivered in fear.

Song Qianti was not afraid at all, and looked straight at him, with the corners of his lips gently tugging in the curve: "There is only one chance, don't miss it."

Ruan Haotian was furious and grabbed the teacup at his hand and smashed it at Song Qianti.

Song Qianti reacted very quickly, and her head dodged to the side to avoid the stuff that was smashed, but a wail came from behind her: "Ah! It hurts--"

She turned around and saw Ruan Yousi standing behind her covering her forehead, her expression twisted in pain, and Ruan Yousi's feet were broken tea cups.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled suddenly.

"Yusi." Jia Haizhu saw that she had hit her baby daughter, came out from behind the desk, walked quickly to Ruan Yousi, and said nervously and worriedly, "How are you? Mom, see if there is any bleeding."

Ruan Haotian also stood up and looked at his little daughter nervously.

Ruan Yousi let go of her covered hands, and her smooth forehead was swollen, which was still red, but it was not broken.

"Tomorrow is your grandmother's birthday party, and I still expect you to be at the banquet..." Jia Haizhu realized that Song Qianti was still beside her, so she quickly stopped her voice, and then lamented with a sad look on her face, "What should I do if I am so hurt now?"

Ruan Haotian looked at Ruan Yousi with some distress, then looked at Song Qianti, and roared at her: "Song Qianti!"

Song Qianti smiled coldly: "Can this be blamed on me?"

Ruan Haotian said angrily: "If it weren't for you, how could your sister be injured?"

Song Qianti's smile on the corner of her lips deepened, but her eyes became colder and colder.

Look, this is her father.

Even though they have been separated for more than 20 years and have no feelings, she is his daughter.

Although such things are commonplace, she is still a little disappointed.

She clenched her fingertips, suppressed the depression in her heart, turned around and walked out.

Ruan Haotian roared: "Stop for me!"

She ignored it, opened the door and walked out. As soon as she stepped out, she heard the sound of something falling from behind her.

She closed her eyes and numbly breathed out the depression accumulated in her chest. When she opened her eyes, the dark and bright eyes were chilling.
Chapter completed!