After hearing what her mother said, Song Jiao was obviously stunned. This development was obviously completely different from the previous plot.
In the original plot, although Song's mother also spoke, her words were far less straightforward than they are now, and she did not reveal such shocking information.
Before Song Jiao could continue speaking, Song's mother had already walked quickly in front of her. Her cold eyes passed through Song Jiao and shot straight to Song Zhenzhen who was standing not far away. There was no trace of tenderness in her eyes, and there was even some resentment that was difficult to conceal.
However, this cold gaze only stayed for a moment before quickly returning to calm, as if nothing had happened, making it difficult to understand.
Song Zhenzhen stared at her mother with wide eyes in disbelief, and asked with a trembling voice, "Mom, what are you talking about? What is going on?"
Why were neither she nor her father aware of this?
Could it be that this woman has recently discovered some unknown secret?
How come after just two days of not seeing her, she brought that girl named Bai Siyu back home and said such shocking words?
Why didn’t Dad stop this crazy woman?
So, where did Dad go? Dad must have gotten the news, she must calm down first!
"Mom, Mom!" Song Zhenzhen tried to lighten the mood with a more intimate tone. She forced a playful smile on her face and took an involuntary step closer to Song's mother. "Mom, I'm your biological daughter! There must be some mistake, right? Don't joke with me like that. I know you think I get lonely sometimes, so you want to find me a sister to keep me company."
They were obviously very careful, so why did this woman still find out?
What went wrong?
Mother Song sighed softly and slowly sat down on the sofa. Her eyes once again fell on Song Zhenzhen, the daughter she had taken good care of and protected since she was a child.
She gave her the best life, the most expensive education, and pampered her like the apple of her eye.
However, all this love and devotion seemed so ironic and ridiculous the moment the truth was revealed.
But she clearly knew very early on that she was not her biological daughter, and even knew about Bai Siyu's existence, but she never said it.
He even caused trouble for his own daughter and let his biological parents abuse Bai Siyu.
Later, even more...
"Do you think I'm joking?" Mother Song's voice was low and powerful. She raised her hand and gently rubbed her temple, as if trying to calm the hatred and anger in her heart. "This is the paternity test report between you and me, and this is the test report between Bai Siyu and me. The results are clear at a glance. Do you need me to say more?"
Song Zhenzhen was stunned. She stared at the two appraisal reports in Song's mother's hands with wide eyes, as if she was looking at two completely unfamiliar objects.
Her heartbeat quickened, and an unprecedented pressure surged into her heart.
"Mom? You actually did a paternity test without telling me? Have you always suspected that I'm not your biological daughter?" Song Zhenzhen's voice trembled. She couldn't imagine when these things happened and whether her father knew about it.
Or was all this something my mother did secretly without telling anyone?
Mother Song did not directly answer Song Zhenzhen's question. She just looked at her quietly. Her eyes, which were once full of love, now had a bit more complexity and depth.
Song Jiao still had a lazy posture, a hint of a smile on her lips. "So, Miss Song, who do you think is infected with the virus?"
Her eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, which made Song Zhenzhen's heart tighten.
This person is a bit scary.
Looking at the completely different plot from the original, Song Jiao was almost certain that Mother Song must have been reborn.
Song Zhenzhen was like a madman. She immediately rushed towards Song Jiao and raised her hand to attack, as if this could cover up her inner panic and fear.
However, the next second, her wrist was fiercely grabbed by Song's mother, followed by a crisp slap. "What are you doing? I've taught you for so many years, and this is all you have? You're as despicable as your biological parents!"
Whenever she thought of the suffering her own daughter had endured in her previous life, she blamed herself for not investigating it more carefully.
"Mom? You actually hit me?" Song Zhenzhen covered her face and looked at her mother in disbelief, her eyes full of astonishment and pain.
Is this still the mother who, for over a decade, would not let me suffer any injustice? Why is she beating her now for an outsider?
Song Jiao played with the fruit knife in her hand, squinted her eyes, looked up at Song Zhenzhen, and said with a hint of amusement, "Sorry, this is my mother, don't yell! You are just an imposter, what qualifications do you have to yell here?"
When Song Zhenzhen heard Song Jiao's words, she was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Her voice became sharp, "Who are you? Are you worthy of talking to me? I am the daughter of the Song family!"
"I'm the real daughter of the Song family. How dare you, a fake, pretend like that?" Song Jiao stood up and slapped Song Zhenzhen in the face. "What? You've been here for so long, do you think you're the real one? Don't forget, everything you have is from me!"
Before Song Zhenzhen could open her mouth to refute, Song Jiao slapped her several times in succession, "Why didn't you say anything when you let people at school bully me? When you were enjoying everything I deserved, did you ever think about what I would think of you?"
Not satisfied with just one slap, Song Jiao slapped the original owner more than ten times in a row, each slap carrying the pent-up anger and resentment from the original owner's previous life.
Song Zhenzhen was beaten back repeatedly, her face was red and swollen, and she looked in a miserable state.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open and a man in a suit walked in.
As soon as he saw Song Zhenzhen being beaten so badly, he walked up to Song Jiao without saying a word and was about to attack her.
"Stop!" Song's mother shouted at him, "What are you doing? Are you going to beat my own daughter for a fake?"
The man in the suit was stunned, obviously not expecting Song's mother to defend Song Jiao so much.
He looked at Song Zhenzhen, then at Song Jiao, a complicated light flashing in his eyes.
In the end, he withdrew his hand, but the resentment and anger in his eyes were hard to conceal.
"Bai Siyu, don't go too far!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you are not a fake, you can't treat your sister like this!"
"Sister?" Song Jiao sneered, "Does she deserve it? She's just a fake, and she dares to act like a sister in front of me? How ridiculous!"
"Oh! In your eyes, can someone else's daughter also be the sister of your biological daughter? Why do I feel that you are exactly like my adoptive mother?"
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