Song Cheng shook her shoulders: "Are you really crazy? You want to die? Do you want to die? You love Song Ling so much? You can't live if he dies, right?"
Yatong trembled, her face turned as pale as rice paper. At this moment, she had become a lifeless doll, numb and desperate. After a long while, she said sadly,
"Yes, I don't want to live anymore. I love Brother Zero. I love him too much. I can't live without him. I love him very much. You said he's dead. If he's dead, what's the point of me living?"
Guilt and pain intertwined in her heart, pain entangled her heart, she even felt that breathing had become a luxury, Song Cheng was right.
The first time she was kidnapped, she deliberately revealed her whereabouts. That time Song Ling was injured, and her goal was to prove that Song Ling cared about her, thereby destroying his relationship with Liu Zhiyuan.
This time, she wanted to get rid of Liu Zhiyuan and her baby through her father's hand.
However, she miscalculated. She didn't expect to run into the scene when she arrived with Song Ling. Although she tried her best to save Song Ling, he still died.
She racked her brains to come up with so many things, but the result was only to alienate the relationship between Liu Zhiyuan and Song Ling. She just wanted to win back Brother Ling and his love.
All this was in vain. What was the point of her living?
She herself was severely injured, and aside from her arms, she could barely move the rest of her body. She was wrapped in bandages and had just fallen from the bed, but she didn't even feel the pain. The pain in her heart had overshadowed any physical pain.
In her mind, she had gone mad and grabbed another cup from the cupboard and tried to commit suicide again.
Song Cheng's angry eyes were boiling with scarlet blood. He took the cup from Yatong's hand, but the woman was still waving it wildly somewhere else.
There was a click, and the cup broke into pieces.
Ya Tong collapsed and shouted, "What are you doing? You want me to die, let me die! You want me to die, my brother Ling is dead, and I am still alive?"
Song Cheng was so angry that he grabbed her neck and said viciously, "Crazy woman! Song Ling is not dead! If he is not dead, you don't have to die!"
The ward seemed to have pressed the pause button, and the silence was terrifying.
Because of these words, all of Yatong's madness calmed down. She breathed heavily, looked at Song Cheng for a long time before muttering, "Are you telling the truth? You didn't lie to me? Is my brother Ling really not dead?"
Song Cheng gritted his teeth: "Song Ling is not that easy to die."
Ya Tong exhaled heavily: "That's great, I know my brother Ling won't leave me so easily. He won't."
Song Cheng sneered, "Sister, I was just joking with you just now. How could you lose control so easily? This is not like you before."
Ya Tong was fooled by Song Cheng. She said unhappily, "Song Cheng, you've changed too. You used to like to hang around me. You're going too far. Why are you playing such a joke on me?"
This joke was enough to kill her. Song Cheng sat down on the chair next to her, took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and said meaningfully,
"I'm not kidding you. How can you be sure that you love my brother so much? I'm not sure if you love my brother deeply. How can I help you?"
Ya Tong was stunned and blinked blankly: "Song Cheng, what do you mean?"
Song Cheng smiled, her smile even more enthusiastic than before. "Sister Tong, I told you I want to help you. It's that simple, don't you understand?"
Yatong seemed unable to respond to his words at the moment, she still looked at her blankly.
Song Cheng restrained his previous sarcasm and returned to his childhood. A relieved arc rose on his handsome face and he repeated, "Sister, I said I want to help you. I want to help you find big brother. Do you understand?"
Ya Tong nodded, somewhat incredulously: "You, why are you helping me?"
Song Cheng looked into her eyes and said seriously: "Because I don't like Liu Zhiyuan, but I like you. I have liked Sister Xiao Tong very much since I was a child. Is there any problem?"
Ya Tong obviously didn't believe it. She shook her head and said, "No, I'm not that easy to fool. Song Cheng, I know you didn't like me and your brother being together since we were little. You wouldn't be so kind to help me. You should be happy now."
Song Cheng originally wanted to play the family card, but he didn't expect that Yatong, a smart woman, would not be easily fooled.
Therefore, he had to reveal his ambition. "Well, such a warm reason can't deceive you. Sister Xiao Tong, you are still as smart as before."
Yatong looked at his cold face and suddenly felt very strange and a chill in her heart.
The man in front of him with a cold look in his eyes is no longer the naughty Song Cheng from his childhood. Instead, he has become shrewd, with a sinister look in his eyes, which is a bit scary.
She took a deep breath, "Song Cheng, what do you mean? What do you want to do?"
Song Cheng didn't face it either, "I said I want to help you, the meaning is simple and straightforward. Sister Xiao Tong, is your brain slow to react?"
Ya Tong glared at him angrily, "Why are you helping me? What do you want to gain from me?"
Song Cheng said directly, "Shares. I want to get Song's shares from you."
Ya Tong frowned in a ridiculous manner and screamed, "Are you crazy? You want Song's shares..."
She didn't finish her words. Under Song Cheng's gaze, she subconsciously lowered her voice, "Are you really crazy? How can I have any shares in the Song Corporation? Don't talk about me. So far, even Brother Ling has no shares in the Song Corporation. This is complete nonsense."
Song Cheng sneered again. A hint of clever thought appeared on his face: "At present, you have no shares in Song's. However, when the old man passes away, these shares will naturally be inherited by you."
Ya Tong was still somewhat ignorant: "Even if you can inherit the shares, there won't be a share for me..."
She suddenly realized. "What do you mean? Are you saying that the old man stated in his will that he would give the shares to his daughter-in-law?"
Song Cheng was deeply immersed in his memories, his heart filled with intense jealousy. "Yes, the old man stated in his will that he would transfer 10% of the Song shares to his eldest daughter-in-law after his death."
After his mother's accident, Song Huihai revised his will.
The modified part of the will was to cross out the portion originally inherited by his mother Liu Su, and to add an item to transfer an additional 10% of the shares to his eldest daughter-in-law.
When he saw the will, his heart immediately turned cold. Every time he faced Song Huihai, anger and jealousy would make him suffer.
When Yatong heard this, she finally understood Song Cheng's purpose. Her heart was shocked, and she felt disgusted with Song Cheng's eagerness.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Cheng, have you really changed? Or have you always been so ambitious and pretending all these years?"
Song Cheng said calmly: "It doesn't matter. What matters is that this is a win-win situation."
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