"Oh dad, when will you learn how to lie properly?" Song Xianxi finally took a whiff of the lavender tea which he hadn't touch, taking a moment to enjoy the calming aroma. "I know you too well, you'd never confess until that's the only way left. Right now, you are ousting me from family to save your ass, hoping Suyin would not target you and Xian, right?"
He smirked as the old man's brows scrunched in discomfort, and he rubbed at his chest. "What happened, dad? Feeling tightness in the chest? Shortness of breath? Or something more? Maybe, approaching death."
Elder Song's eyes protrude out in shock, "You--"
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