Chapter 63: The thank you banquet is here!

Song Qiao's knuckles turned white as she clutched the bed sheets. She never thought that Chen Yang would be so arrogant as to come to the hospital after doing such a thing, especially when she saw Chen Yang wearing the black suit he wore at the wedding, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

In her opinion, this was a blatant provocation.

Bai Shuyu and Song Zhiming's expressions immediately changed when they saw Chen Yang appear. Song Zhiming's face flushed, and he glared, "What are you doing here? Get out!"

After he finished speaking, he shifted his gaze, not bothering to look at him any more. When Bai Shuyu saw Chen Yang, her pale cheeks instantly turned a sickly red.

Song Qiao rushed to him in two steps and said angrily: "My mother doesn't need a scumbag like you to come and see her. Get out of here!"

Chen Yang stared at Song Qiao's flushed face, and said with a slightly rising tone: "Qiao Qiao, I have just asked the doctor, and the doctor said that Auntie fainted suddenly because of a sudden increase in blood pressure. I know it's my fault. If you don't let me apologize to Auntie in person, you can't let her recover with resentment, right?"

"Chen Yang, stop being so hypocritical! My mother doesn't want to see a scumbag like you at all. Get out of here right now, or don't blame me for being rude to you!"

When Chen Yang heard this, a light laugh escaped from his throat.

He stared at Song Qiao with his eyes fixed on her. He approached her and whispered softly into her ear, "Qiao Qiao, we have been together for six years. How dare you hit me?"

His warm breath sprayed on Song Qiao's neck, which was extremely teasing.

Song Qiao raised her head to meet Chen Yang's gaze, and she saw that Chen Yang's eyes were full of pride.

She was completely enraged by the naked mockery in Chen Yang's eyes. She didn't want to take action in front of Bai Shuyu, but Chen Yang was too arrogant and she couldn't bear it anymore.

She suddenly raised her wrist and slapped Chen Yang hard in the face.

A red finger mark instantly appeared on Chen Yang's face.

Song Qiao clenched her trembling fingertips, her eyes cold: "Chen Yang, my mother is sick and needs to rest, I don't have time to deal with you. Get out of here right now, if you dare to cause trouble again..."

Song Qiao's voice suddenly tightened, she paused, and added: "I will never let you off so easily!"

After she finished speaking, she came to Bai Shuyu without looking back. Seeing the anger on Bai Shuyu's face, she patted her trembling shoulders with a worried look and comforted her softly, "Mom, don't be angry with this kind of person. He is a scumbag and not worth our attention."

Chen Yang raised his hand and stroked his burning cheek, his eyes filled with suppressed violence, but the corners of his lips were curled up in an increasingly arrogant arc: "Song Qiao, I am a scumbag, so what are you? Didn't you betray our feelings? You look pure and innocent on the surface, but what shameless things are you doing behind the scenes!"

Song Qiao saw Bai Shuyu's face suddenly become ugly. She turned around and pointed her finger at Chen Yang, gritting her teeth and said, "Chen Yang, you bastard, are you still a human being? Don't you know that my mother has been sick because of you? You are still talking nonsense here, you are really inhuman and crazy!"

Chen Yang's eyes were sharp with viciousness, and the corners of his lips curled up into a sneer: "Song Qiao, you have done what you did, why are you still pretending to be noble? You embarrassed me in public today and made it impossible for me to gain a foothold in Beijing in the future. Why should I show you mercy?"

He paused for a moment, then deliberately dragged out the last word and sneered: "Where is Xie Yanli? Didn't he propose to you? Why didn't he come for such an important matter as your mother's illness? I'm afraid he deliberately hid? That's right, a family like the Xie family, how could they allow a woman like you who is not clear to enter the family? What if the child in your belly is no longer his..."

He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Which wealthy family would be willing to raise someone else's bastard? Song Qiao, you may have ruined me, but from today on, the whole city of Beijing knows that you had a one-night stand with a man and are pregnant with a bastard. I guess the Xie family will soon issue a statement to distance themselves from you. This is really a stupid move. No man will want a piece of shit like you with a messed up private life in the future. You will become the laughing stock of the whole city of Beijing, and you can just wait to die alone!"

As soon as these words came out, the air froze instantly.

"Chen Yang, you beast, I thought so highly of you before, but now you have done so many bad things and you still have the nerve to say such vicious words."

Veins bulged on Song Zhiming's forehead, and the flames of anger in his eyes almost burst out of his eye sockets. He rushed to Chen Yang in a few steps and swung his fist at him, but Chen Yang easily dodged it by leaning sideways, and he missed.

Because he moved too hastily and too quickly, he was unable to steady himself in time. The force of the missed attack caused him to lose his balance. His body tilted and he fell heavily to the ground.

"dad!"

"Zhiming!"

Song Qiao was just about to run to see Song Zhiming when she suddenly noticed that Bai Shuyu's already pale face had instantly lost all color. She covered her chest and gasped violently, her knuckles digging deeply into the sheets, and her breathing became rapid and heavy.

Not only that, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, as if she was going to faint in the next second.

Song Qiao hurriedly supported Bai Shuyu's trembling shoulders and let her lean on him. Then he pressed his hands tightly on her violently heaving chest and said anxiously, "Mom! Don't listen to his nonsense. Take a deep breath first and follow me - inhale, exhale...!"

Her voice was tearful and her hands kept gently stroking Bai Shuyu's back, hoping that she could calm down.

But Bai Shuyu's breathing became more and more rapid, and his face turned red.

Song Qiao was so anxious that she shed tears. She patted Bai Shuyu's back and shouted loudly, "Doctor! Doctor! Someone come quickly!"

Seeing this, Song Zhiming immediately stood up from the ground, walked past Chen Yang and ran out to find a doctor.

Song Qiao growled at Chen Yang, "Chen Yang, if anything happens to my mother, I will make you pay with your life!"

When Chen Yang saw Xie Yanli carrying Song Qiao out of the banquet hall just now, the last bit of conscience and guilt left in his heart had completely disappeared.

He was not a child of the Chen family, and the little love Xu Qin showed him was nothing but false affection out of exploitation. However, it was this pitiful love that kept him in the dark for more than 20 years, and made him immersed in pain and hatred for more than 20 years.

Not only that, Song Qiao also had another man outside without his knowledge, and was even pregnant with a bastard. Even though Lin Shiyu exposed her in public at the wedding banquet, all this could not outweigh her innate wealthy status.

These scandals completely destroyed him and ruined his future, but they could not shake her in the slightest.

She can still open her studio, Xie Yanli can still propose to her in public, and she can still show her affection with Xie Yanli in front of him.

He couldn't help but think of the rugged paths in the dilapidated alleys of the mountain city, the cold rice balls in the convenience store late at night, and the frivolous ridicule of the bigwigs in suits at the drinking party.

All the connections and resources he had accumulated over the years of struggling in the mud were gone at this moment. Why? Why can their mistakes be brushed aside, while he has to pay for it with his entire future?

He was unwilling to accept it, so he had to watch the Song family suffer the same pain as he did before he could feel relieved.

Chen Yang narrowed his cold eyes, with a crazy scarlet blood surging in his eyes: "Okay, Song Qiao, I have nothing anyway, so let's go to hell together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a deep, icy voice coming from behind him: "Chen Yang, first consider whether you are worthy of it!"