Chapter 75 Stand Up

Song Hui screamed, her usually composed and elegant face breaking down.

My face was burning, both painful and hot, but it couldn't compare to the anger and frustration in my heart.

Song Yi actually hit her?

This fact is far more shocking than the pain of that slap.

She couldn't believe that Song Yi, who had always been a cowardly bum who only knew how to cry, had actually raised her arm and slapped her.

Song Hui's lips trembled, and after a long while, a roar finally escaped from her throat.

"You hit me?"

Song Yi looked at Song Hui's flushed face and the indistinct fingerprints, then looked down at her own trembling fingers, her mind going blank for a moment.

She actually hit Song Hui!

This was the first time she had ever slapped someone, the first time she had ever hit someone.

So this is what it feels like to hit someone. My fingers are a little numb from hitting too hard, but there is a strange, indescribable feeling that seems to burst forth from the ground, rushing from my heart to every part of my body.

The blows, pain, frustration, and grievances she had suffered these past few days seemed to have dissipated somewhat with the slap she had just delivered.

Her mind was clearer than before. Meeting Song Hui's unwilling gaze, she rubbed her numb hand and raised her voice.

“I’m hitting you. I never made any voluntary donations, but you’re spouting lies and fabricating a gift deed to slander me in order to seize my mother’s dowry.”

“Song Hui, I’ve never taken anything from you since we were little, but what my mother left behind is rightfully mine, and you can’t even dream of getting your hands on a single thing.”

"Even a clay figure has some earthy charm, Song Hui, don't go too far!"

Although his voice trembled slightly, every word he uttered was firm and resounding.

Coupled with her reddened eyes, which held a fierce coldness, Song Hui was momentarily startled and her heart skipped a beat.

He subconsciously took two steps back and bumped into Zhang before he came to his senses.

Realizing that she had actually been frightened by Song Yi, this good-for-nothing, a dark glint flashed in her eyes.

She covered her face and lowered her eyes, putting on a wronged and frightened look.

"If my sister says the gift certificate is fake, then it is fake. In any case, the most important thing is that our family is harmonious."

My elder sister wants to take back her dowry, and as her younger sister, how dare I say no? I will return it all to my elder sister.

Let's consider everything in the past a misunderstanding, that the younger sister was wrong and misunderstood her older sister's intentions. Now, let's repay everything to the older sister.

As she spoke, two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.

She neither wailed in distress nor cried coyly with her face covered; she simply watched quietly as tears streamed down her face, which evoked sympathy from many people.

"It's hard to say. I think it's just that the eldest daughter of the Song family has changed her mind and wants to take her dowry back."

"You can know a person's face but not their heart. The eldest daughter of the Song family looks weak, but her methods are really underhanded."

"Money can corrupt people's hearts. Those who only care about money and not their parents and siblings will get their comeuppance sooner or later."

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Song Hui felt a sense of smugness and secretly tugged at Zhang Shi.

After realizing what was happening, Zhang followed Song Hui's example and stepped forward to nod slightly to the people around her.

“Although she wasn’t born from my womb, I raised her from a young age. It’s my fault for not raising her well, which has made us a laughing stock.”

He sighed deeply and looked at Song Yi with a helpless expression.

"Let's not bring up what happened back then. After all, you were young then, and your thoughts and ideas are different from now. Now that your family is in trouble, it's understandable that you want to take back those shops and land."

It was our oversight on your father's part; we should have taken the initiative to return these things to you.

"Sir, now that things have come to this, let's give everything to Song Yi."

Madam Zhang looked guilty and remorseful, and gently tugged at Minister Song.

Vice Minister Song let out a soft groan, adopting a helpless expression.

“Look at your sister. If you were even a fraction as understanding and sensible as her, I wouldn’t be angry with you.”

Forget it, you've gone back on your word, acted immaturely, and behaved recklessly, but we, as your parents, can't stoop to your level.

"Take it if you want it; consider it a subsidy from us."

Song Yi laughed angrily at those words.

She wanted to cry, but found that even in her extreme anger, not a single tear could come out.

How could there be such parents in the world!

They are clearly extremely biased and have taken full advantage of you, yet they still speak in a tone that makes you feel like you're the one who's benefiting!

She just wanted to take back what was rightfully hers, but it was as if she had done something wrong.

They reaped all the benefits, yet they acted like victims.

A feeling of extreme nausea arose in Song Yi's heart, and a sharp pain in her heart made her gag twice.

Startled, Li Nanke quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand.

"Mother, are you alright?"

Song Yi bit her lip tightly, unable to utter a single word.

Zisu was extremely anxious.

He whispered, "Miss, think of a way quickly! They're clearly using this as a feint to set a trap for the young master's wife."

If the Crown Prince's wife were to actually take it, within half a day, the entire capital would be gossiping about her.

Li Nanke rubbed Song Yi's hands, his round little face tense, his grape-like eyes staring straight at Song Hui.

The power of a reborn woman should not be underestimated.

With just a few words, Song Hui put her mother in an awkward position.

The things clearly belonged to Mother, but Madam Zhang and Song Hui produced a letter of gift and acted as if they were returning them voluntarily.

If Mother accepts it, she will be seen as someone who goes back on her word, acts recklessly, and is unfilial and disrespectful to her brothers.

If we don't accept it, it will be just as they want.

Unless it can be proven that the deed of gift is fake!

Li Nanke's eyes darted around as he leaned close to Zisu's ear and whispered a few words.

Zisu nodded, quickly took two steps back, and then slipped out of the crowd.

Just as Li Nanke was about to speak to Song Yi, Song Yi gripped her hand tightly and slowly straightened up.

He looked coldly at Minister Song.

“Father’s words are really funny. What do you mean by ‘consider it a subsidy for me’? These things were left to me by my own mother as a guarantee for my survival in this world.”

“You!” Vice Minister Song’s face turned ashen.

Song Yi stepped forward and took the gift book from Song Hui's hand.

"Do you really think you can silence everyone with a fake deed of gift? Bah, dream on!"

Song Hui's expression changed, but she still had that aggrieved look on her face.

“Sister is right. If sister says the gift book is fake, then it is fake.”

"Sister, I beg you, we've already promised to give you the dowry, please stop making a scene here, okay?"

They still maintained an attitude of appeasement and trying to avoid trouble.

Song Yi's hand trembled, unable to resist the urge to slap Song Hui again.

"Shut up!"

Whether this deed of gift is real or fake is not up to you or me to decide.

I've heard that some veteran officials in the yamen (government office) are extremely skilled at identifying the authenticity of evidence. Let's go to the Bianjing (Kaifeng) yamen and find one of these veteran officials to determine the genuineness of the letter of gift.

"Song Hui, do you dare to come with me to the yamen?"

While slapping someone, Song Yi said three sentences in one breath.

He was slightly out of breath after speaking, but his heart was pounding and his mind was becoming clearer.

There was even a sense of excitement.

When Li Nanke saw his mother like this, his eyes lit up.

Mother has perked up!