In the evening, an inconspicuous black sedan drove into a mid-range residential area and parked downstairs in front of an apartment building.
Song Qingwan got out of the car. She had changed out of her designer dress and was wearing simple jeans and a knitted sweater, along with a hat and a mask, keeping a low profile.
She strode in, went up to the third floor as if she knew the way well, and knocked on a door.
The door was quickly opened, and a middle-aged woman appeared in the doorway.
Her features bore a striking resemblance to Madam Song Shuhua, though the years had left more marks of hardship on her face, her clothing was much more ordinary, and her demeanor was completely different, bearing signs of weariness.
"Wanwan, why did you suddenly come?" The woman lowered her voice, looked behind her nervously, and quickly pulled her inside.
The door closed, isolating the outside world.
Song Qingwan took off her hat and mask, revealing a beautiful face that seemed out of place in this simple environment.
The gentle and docile demeanor she usually displayed in public vanished, replaced by a suppressed restlessness and coldness.
"Feeling upset? Come sit down." She walked to the sofa and sat down, her posture still elegant.
This is the residence of her biological mother, Song Shurou.
It was also the only place deep within her heart where she dared to slightly shed her pretense.
Song Shurou asked cautiously, "Is it because of Gu Chengyu? I heard the Gu family canceled the marriage alliance?"
Song Qingwan sneered: "Because of Gu Chengyu? Does he deserve it?"
"Besides being born into a good family and having a good brain, what else does he have? Arrogance, conceit, and a womanizer."
"Now, they're humiliating the Song family like this all for a minor celebrity like Su Qianqian. They're acting on emotion!"
Her words were full of disdain and anger, as if the young master Gu, whom countless socialites flocked to, was worthless in her eyes.
Song Shurou sighed and sat down next to her: "Just who is that little starlet? How could she have Young Master Gu so infatuated with her?"
When Su Qianqian was mentioned, Song Qingwan's expression became complicated.
She was silent for a moment before saying softly, "An orphan with no background, but she is indeed very beautiful and has an ethereal air about her."
She paused, her tone tinged with resentment and a strange sense of bewilderment: "She's different from me."
"She seems to have been born to live in the sunlight; she is simple and pure."
“If I cry, I’ll make the most powerful man trample on my face and present everything to her.”
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