"Oiran?"
"That's right!" Wan Tao raised her chin and looked at Song Qianning with a haughty look: "This is the most popular courtesan in our Chunyue Tower. She is not someone a commoner like you can afford to offend."
Upon hearing this, Song Qianning looked at Song Wanyu with a strange look.
No wonder after being kicked out of the Song family penniless, Song Wanyu could still afford to dress up and have a maid by her side. It seemed like she had sold herself to Chunyue Tower.
Noticing Song Qianning's scrutiny, Song Wanyu froze, her eyes flickering, and she yelled in anger, "What are you looking at?!"
Song Wanyu's face twisted for a moment as she remembered something. She dug her nails into her palms and looked at Song Qianning with a poisonous look in her eyes.
"Song Qianning, you're just a little bitch who got pregnant out of wedlock. Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you snatched the Song Mansion away from you. You and the little bastard you gave birth to will both die a miserable death!"
In Song Wanyu's opinion, the reason why she ended up in this situation was all because of Song Qianning.
If Song Qianning had not robbed the Song family of all their property and kicked her out of the Song Mansion, she wouldn't have fallen from a rich lady to a prostitute, having to please those dirty, smelly men.
The more he thought about it, the more ferocious Song Qianning's expression became. He stared at Song Qianning intently: "Little bitch, it's all because of you that I fell into prostitution!"
"A bitch like you who framed your blood relatives and disrespected your elders will be punished sooner or later!"
Facing Song Wanyu's curse, Song Qianning just sneered: "Don't worry, if there really is retribution, you will be the first one to suffer it."
"you!"
Taking a few steps forward, Song Qianning said in a deep voice, "Song Wanyu, I haven't forgotten who locked me in the house four years ago and made me pregnant. If you don't remember, I don't mind recalling it for you."
The cool air sprayed on Song Wanyu's neck, and goose bumps appeared on her body in an instant.
After realizing what Song Qianning said, Song Wanyu's eyes widened, her heart began beating violently, and she subconsciously took a step back, her eyes looking as if she had seen a ghost.
Then Song Wanyu shook her head frantically, and kept comforting herself in her heart that Song Qianning must have deliberately lied to her.
Meeting Song Qianning's half-smile, Song Wanyu's heart, which had finally calmed down, began to beat violently again, and she sweated more and more.
She did arrange for gangsters to rape Song Qianning four years ago, but no one else knew about it.
Moreover, the gangster she arranged for Song Qianning four years ago clearly told her that he did not wait for Song Qianning.
Recalling what happened four years ago, and comparing the ages and pregnancy times of the two children born to Song Qianning, Song Wanyu shook her head again.
It must be that gangster who lied and deceived himself on purpose, otherwise what about those two little bastards that Song Qianning gave birth to?
Comforting herself in her heart, Song Wanyu thought that Song Qianning was deliberately deceiving her.
After all, she had arranged that matter to be secret, and Song Qianning would never know about it. Otherwise, she should have told it as early as when she was pregnant, instead of waiting until now.
After comforting herself, Song Wanyu's fear completely disappeared.
Crossing their arms, Song Qianning gave Song Wanyu a "kind" smile: "You know I have a bad temper. If you don't want to be beaten, stay away from me in the future. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do."
As she spoke, Song Qianning reached out and patted her little face: "Your face is thick and rough. Even if you don't feel any pain after being hit too much, my hands will still hurt."
Song Qianning was not afraid of Song Wanyu, but the buzzing of flies was really annoying.
How noble are her fish hands? It's not worth it to tire her fish hands for a mortal.
Song Wanyu's eyes were blazing with anger at Song Qianning's words, and she almost fainted. "Song Qianning, besides talking big, what else can you do?"
"You still dare to attack me." Song Qianning touched his chin and his eyes fell on the other half of Song Wanyu's face: "Otherwise, I will help you hit this side as well, so that it looks symmetrical."
Fearing that Song Qianning would really take action, Song Wanyu subconsciously took a step back and supported Wantao to steady herself.
Realizing that she was actually frightened by Song Qianning, Song Wanyu's eyes flashed with shame and anger, and she glared at her with gritted teeth.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Song Wanyu hurriedly stopped her and said, "Song Qianning, you can't leave!"
"Haven't you had enough of the beating?"
With a snort, Song Wanyu ignored her words, raised her chin and said arrogantly: "You've been driving us out for so long, but do you still remember Dad?"
"I don't remember." Song Qianning answered simply.
If she hadn't bumped into her suddenly today, Song Qianning would never have thought about those three disgusting things in the Song family.
Song Wanyu's chest was so tight that she almost couldn't breathe: "Song Qianning, it's no use for you to play dumb."
"As a daughter, you should serve your father. You kicked him out of the Song Mansion before, which was truly treasonous!"
Hearing this, Song Qianning rolled her eyes silently: "Come on, just say whatever you want to say."
"Now that Dad is old and in poor health, you should take us all back home and take good care of him in his old age."
Song Qianning ignored Song Wanyu's words and ignored them.
Too lazy to argue with Song Wanyu any longer, she cleaned her ears and turned away.
When Song Wanyu finished her chatter, she looked up and found that Song Qianning was no longer in front of her.
Wantao supported Song Wanyu and opened her mouth to say something, but she pushed her away.
After chasing for a long time, Song Wanyu still couldn't find Song Qianning. She stomped her feet in frustration and walked towards Chunyue Tower. Wantao, who was a few steps behind, hurriedly caught up.
Back to the backyard of Chunyue Building, Song Wanyu made very loud noises along the way. When others saw her, they curled their lips, looked away and continued doing their own things.
A drunken figure staggered over with an empty bottle in his hand. His hair and beard looked as if they hadn't been groomed for days.
"Wanyu."
Seeing Song Qiyuan coming towards her, Song Wanyu became even angrier.
Throwing the empty bottle on the ground, Song Qiyuan impatiently stretched out his hand: "Where's the wine and meat I asked you to buy?"
Song Wanyu's mind and eyes were filled with Song Qianning, and she had long forgotten about buying wine and meat.
"I'm asking you a question, why are you dithering? Hurry up and bring out my wine and meat."
Song Wanyu, who was already angry, became even more furious when she saw Song Qiyuan's expression. She opened her mouth and said sarcastically, "What about wine and meat? There's none. If you want to eat, go buy it yourself."
"How can you talk to me?!"
"Dad, you dare to act so arrogantly in front of me, why don't you act so arrogantly in front of Song Qianning?"
"Let me tell you, Song Qianning is wearing all the finest silk and satin. One piece of cloth is enough to buy a lot of wine and meat. And all the clothes she wears were bought with the Song family's money."
"If you have the guts, go find Song Qianning and ask her to buy you some wine and meat to honor you."
Song Wanyu, who was only concerned with venting her frustration, unknowingly revealed everything about her encounter with Song Qianning.
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