Shi Ran followed this man to the lounge on the second floor, opened the door, and he nodded, "Please wait a moment."
Then he closed the door and left.
Shi Ran was sitting alone on the sofa in the lounge. In front of her was a door, which looked like a room. She walked to the door cautiously and heard a sound from inside.
It sounds like grandpa's voice.
She pressed her ear to the door, but could not make out what was being said.
It seemed like several people were chatting, and Shi Ran was sure that his grandfather was among them.
I sighed and was about to leave when the door outside was pushed open.
Shi Ran thought it was the head of the Song family, but unexpectedly saw the face of Song Yanzhe.
Why is this guy here?
"Hello!"
He was just as rude as he was three years ago.
It seemed to be the same when I asked her to pick up the hat.
Shi Ran pretended not to hear and waited for Mr. Song.
She guessed that Mr. Song and her grandfather were in the room behind the door in front of her.
"Hey, little bastard."
It had been a long time since he had heard these words, and when he heard them again, Shi Ran's expression twisted.
Song Yanzhe is like Shi Yan, more like a brother than Shi Guang.
He seemed to see the change in Shi Ran's expression and laughed loudly, becoming even more arrogant.
"Shi Yan said that if I called you a little bastard, you would definitely get angry. Sure enough! Hahahaha! You are originally an illegitimate child, a little bastard, and you actually have the nerve to be angry."
Shi Ran took a deep breath and tried to ignore Song Yanzhe.
Now is not the time to argue with him.
"Little bastard, how dare you ignore me."
He was even angrier than Shi Ran, and reached out to pat Shi Ran on the shoulder.
Shi Ran slapped his hand away in disgust.
"Shi Ran, what's with that look in your eyes? It's fine if you ignore me, but you actually won't let me touch you. Who do you think you are? You're just a lowly little bastard! Even your mother is lowly, let alone a little bastard like you."
He kept saying that again.
Little bastard.
Originally, he wanted to avoid getting entangled with Song Yanzhe as much as possible with the mentality of "being afraid of shit and wanting to hide", but now Shi Ran feels that his patience has run out.
She might want to endure it, but her mother would never tolerate it.
Before Shi Ran could say anything, Song Yanzhe had already roughly pulled Shi Ran's clothes, tearing the carefully sewn silk from the dress.
Shi Ran gnashed his teeth and thought to himself: [You are dead!]
She stared at Song Yanzhe, curled her lips into a smile, and grabbed Song Yanzhe's hand, preventing him from holding on to her clothes.
"You'll regret this!"
"Um?"
Song Yanzhe still didn't understand what she meant.
[Song Yanzhe, you idiot, it's too late! ]
Shi Ran slammed into the tightly closed door.
With a loud bang, the closed door was opened, and Song Yanzhe rushed into the room grabbing Shi Ran's clothes. He pressed Shi Ran under him with his whole body, his hands still tightly holding Shi Ran's clothes.
"Shi Ran!"
From behind me came my father's surprised voice.
There was also the sound of several chairs being dragged.
Only now did he understand the situation. Seeing Song Yanzhe’s blushing face, Shi Ran laughed wildly in his heart.
[Okay, we've secured a witness.]
She let go of Song Yanzhe's hand and pushed the little guy away.
"You damn girl..."
Song Yanzhe wanted to say something aggrieved, but he was so angry that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Shi Ran's father, surprised and angry, helped Shi Ran up from the ground, carefully checked her condition, and asked worriedly: "Is Shi Ran injured? Is there any pain?"
Shi Ran pouted in grievance, "Dad, my legs hurt!"
She thought that only Mr. Song and her grandfather were in the room, but she didn't expect that her father was there too.
"What are you talking about, little bastard?"
As soon as these three words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.
Shi Ran raised the corners of his lips.
[Song Yanzhe, this idiot! ]
"Shi Ran, I'm going to kill you!"
Song Yanzhe shouted, raised his hand, and was about to hit Shi Ran in front of everyone.
Shi Ran pretended to be afraid and shrank into his father's arms.
Before anyone present could stop him, a cold knife was already placed on his neck.
"If you don't want to die, you'd better not move!"
It was Song Sichen's voice.
His appearance surprised everyone, even Shi Ran.
Shi Ran slowly raised his head and looked at Song Sichen. Nothing could be seen on his expressionless face, but a murderous look could be seen in his dark eyes.
If Song Yanzhe moved, perhaps Song Sichen would really kill him.
Grandpa frowned and looked at Mr. Song who was in the middle.
"Song Sichen!"
Mr. Song called his name seriously.
It seemed as if she wanted him to put down the knife, but Song Sichen didn't move.
When Song Yanzhe saw his father take action, he didn't think that he was doing anything wrong, but instead became excited.
He seemed to think that his father would stand on his side and prepare a board for him to step on Song Sichen.
"Song Sichen, are you planning to kill me, your brother?" Song Yanzhe snorted coldly, "Who do you think you are? You..."
He suddenly paused, glanced at Shi Ran, sneered, and then looked at Song Sichen.
"It's because you both have humble mothers, so you feel the same way."
Shi Ran knew Song Yanzhe was stupid, but she had no idea he'd become this stupid after not seeing him for three years. No wonder Shi Yan followed him, picking up all his bad habits and squandering the family fortune.
"Song Yanzhe!"
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