Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Song Jiaren looked at her coldly. âIâm not your sister. Didnât you find your biological mother?â
Song Yoyo couldnât hold back the smile on her face. She had been forced to live with Gu Xiu for the past few days and had had enough of that vulgar woman.
Song Jiaren looked at Wang Yaotian and said, âIf I were you, I wouldnât be so relaxed. After all, the suburban project is about to begin. I heard that the government hasnât made any moves recently.â
Wang Yaotian asked, âDo you know something?â
Song Jiaren sneered. âI advise you to hurry up and take a look. Donât end up with this piece of land in your hands.â
Wang Yaotian could no longer care about the Song familyâs shares. He ran out immediately. After being complimented by the people around him recently, his complacent mood instantly fell to rock bottom. If the government really did not take over this piece of land, he would really lose everything.
Without her fatherâs support, Song Yoyo stomped her feet and left as well. If she stayed any longer, she might get beaten up.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Jiaren looked at their backs in a daze. It seemed like she had to speed up her plan. Otherwise, it would be very annoying if these people kept causing trouble in front of her.
Song Meiyu held her hand and wanted to touch her face but didnât dare to. She asked anxiously, âJiaren, whatâs wrong with your face? Are you hurt?â
Song Jiaren lied. âIâm fine. I just found a famous doctor to remove the black spots on my face.â
Song Meiyu furrowed her brows. She had looked for many famous doctors since she was young, but they all said that it was impossible to get rid of them. Thus, she became interested in the doctor she mentioned.
But Song Jiaren thought of Yan Cheng, who was waiting outside, and her eyes flashed. She found an excuse to brush it off and said that she was going home first.
Song Jiaren got rid of Song Meiyu and walked out of the company to see a black car parked by the side of the road. It was hard to believe that the head of the Yan family, Yan Cheng, was sitting in the black car.
Song Jiaren gently knocked on the car window. After the window was rolled down by the person inside, she leaned against the car and said, âMaster Cheng, as long as you use the medicine according to my method, there wonât be any problems for a short period of time. Iâm still a student who needs to attend classes and stay in school. I wonât be returning to the Yan family.â
Wen Qing was about to retort when he heard Yan Chengâs deep voice. âSure. Come to the Yan Household this weekend to treat my illness. Iâll protect the Song Household.â
Song Meiyuâs heart skipped a beat. This was a serious promise. She had always been worried that after the news of Wang Yaotian and Song Meiyuâs divorce spread, the Song familyâs shares would plummet. If Wang Yaotian were to cause trouble again, they wouldnât be able to survive without sufficient funds. With his words, she was sure that nothing would happen to the Song family.
As for visiting the Yan Household once a week, it wasnât difficult. She nodded readily.
She had no idea that she was like a lamb being eaten by a wolf.
At that moment, Song Jiaren was still feeling smug about her freedom. She didnât expect Yan Cheng to agree so readily. She returned home in a good mood. As for school, she was just casually mentioning it. School had already started for a month and no one was forcing her to go. It seemed like she could go or not if she wanted to.
When she returned home, she gave a call to someone called Wang Qiang.
âHello, Miss.â
âWell, letâs get started.â
Wang Qiang was a detective that she had hired a few days ago to investigate Wang Yaotianâs scandal. Wang Yaotianâs biggest bargaining chip was Song Meiyuâs affair. However, his affair and his illegitimate daughter was even worse. As long as she could find evidence to prove that he was having an affair during the marriage, it would be fine.
She stayed at home comfortably for three days. Although Yan Cheng wouldnât mistreat her, she still felt comfortable at home and didnât feel affected by the huge block of ice in front of her.
It was time to apply the ointment on her face. After taking a shower, she gently removed the bandage on her face. As she pulled it down, the fair skin behind the bandage slowly revealed itself. Her brown eyes were surrounded by clean and fair skin, and there were no longer any traces of black spots.
The exquisite and beautiful woman in the mirror smiled slightly. Song Jiaren touched this face and was a little puzzled. This face was almost identical to her face in her previous life. The only difference was that there was a small red mole under the right eye of this face.
However, it was covered by the black spots.
Before she could figure it out, Song Meiyuâs voice came from downstairs.