Luo Wange's voice was firm and cold. Her eyes were like sharp blades, staring directly at Song's father and Song Zhenzhen. However, the emotions surging in her heart were far more than what appeared calm on the surface.
Father Song's face turned ashen.
A paternity test? That's impossible, absolutely impossible!
Even if I really want to do it, it will never be with Song Zhenzhen.
Because Song Zhenzhen is indeed his and Bai Yueguang's child.
Luo Wange's eyes moved back and forth between Song's father and Song Zhenzhen, his heart filled with confusion and anger.
Why didn’t I realize in my previous life that these two people were so similar?
Now that I think about it, although this child is not her biological child, he looks so much like his father. The reason behind this is so ironic!
Details that could have been noticed earlier.
But I ignored it in my previous life.
Father Song seemed a little guilty, but he still forced himself to remain calm: "Alright, stop making a fuss! This matter ends here, don't make any more trouble!"
He tried to suppress the turmoil with his parental authority, but the flicker in his eyes betrayed his inner panic.
He turned to Song Zhenzhen, his tone carrying a hint of warning: "You too, stop looking for trouble and stay quiet!"
After saying that, he hurriedly hid in the bedroom, as if he could escape everything.
Song Zhenzhen was so angry that she stomped her feet, but seeing that her "protective umbrella" had left, she could only grit her teeth and walked into her bedroom angrily. As soon as she entered the door, she started smashing things to vent her dissatisfaction and anger.
Luo Wange was indifferent to this, and just said to Song Jiao gently: "Go in and sleep, don't worry, Mom will take care of anything."
Her voice was soft but powerful, giving Song Jiao a sense of security.
"Mom, I understand!" Song Jiao smiled brightly.
But I totally disagree in my heart.
After all, she could easily deal with these two top-notch ones.
The next morning, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and shone onto the table in the restaurant.
Song Jiao was sitting there enjoying breakfast, while Song Zhenzhen looked tired, with obvious dark circles under her eyes, obviously having tossed and turned and not been able to sleep well last night.
Her eyes turned resentful the moment they met Song Jiao, but because Luo Wange was sitting next to her, she could only hold it in and silently express her hostility with her eyes.
Song Zhenzhen secretly swore in her heart that she would let this little bitch be proud at home now, and wait until she got to school, and see how she would deal with this little bitch!
A sneer appeared on her lips, and she had already started planning how to embarrass Song Jiao in school.
Song Zhenzhen suddenly changed her previous hostile attitude and smiled brightly, like a flower blooming in spring. "Sister, which school are you going to? If you have nowhere to go, you can come to our school. I'll protect you."
However, she had another plan in mind.
As long as Song Jiao steps into that school, she will have a way to make this "little bitch" drop out of school and disappear from her sight.
Song Jiao raised her eyes slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. She replied calmly: "No, I have been recommended by Jingbei University. It's okay for me not to take the college entrance examination. After all, my ability is there."
The original owner was really capable. Even under the shadow of all kinds of bullying and humiliation, she was still able to fly against the wind and shine with her own light.
Luo Wange smiled with satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with pride, "Sure enough, genes don't lie!"
She didn't forget to extend her hand and give Song Jiao a thumbs-up, giving her the highest praise. "Not bad, you have the demeanor of your mother back then! Keep it up, and don't let anyone look down on you!"
Song Jiao nodded, a confident smile on her lips, "Of course! Who am I? I'm Song Jiao!"
The intimate interaction between the two seemed particularly annoying in Song Zhenzhen's eyes. She rolled her eyes in anger and cursed in her heart: These people are so disgusting, especially Song Jiao, why are they pretending!
Song Jiao seemed to sense Song Zhenzhen's dissatisfaction. She looked up at her, holding the straw in her hand and stirring it in the cup, making a subtle sound. "Of course, it's not impossible to go to school to play. After all, I don't have much to do, so I might as well go and experience life."
Luo Wange paused, obviously not expecting Song Jiao to make such a decision.
But looking at her expression, she didn't seem to be joking. After much deliberation, she finally agreed, "Go if you want to! Mom supports your decision."
After breakfast, Luo Wange personally sent Song Jiao and Song Zhenzhen to school.
She went straight to the teacher and the principal, her tone filled with unquestionable authority, "This is my biological daughter, Song Jiao. I hope you will take good care of her. She has been recommended for admission to Jingbei University, and she just came here to study because she has nothing to do at home."
This one sentence stunned all the teachers present.
They looked at each other and wondered in their hearts: Do we have to be so Versailles?
Without waiting for the other party to speak again, Luo Wange continued, "As for Song Zhenzhen, although she is not my biological daughter, she is still a member of the Song family. As for her grades, the teachers will have to take care of her."
Some teachers and students in the office who like to read gossip have pricked up their ears and are listening carefully to these explosive gossips.
After handing in their homework, they rushed back to the classroom and started spreading the gossip crazily.
Only ten minutes after class ended, everyone knew that Song Zhenzhen was not the real eldest daughter of the Song family.
When Song Jiao was about to go to the classroom, Luo Wange did not forget to explain, "Siyu, remember that you are the eldest daughter of the Song family. It is not your turn to be bullied by others. If anything happens, remember to tell your mother immediately."
Song Jiao nodded, a determined light flashing in her eyes, "Okay, I understand! Mom, don't worry, I won't let myself be wronged."
Are you kidding? The only one who will be bullied is you, Song Zhenzhen. It will never be her turn.
As soon as Luo Wange's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Song Zhenzhen's inner anger erupted like a volcano and could no longer be suppressed.
She rushed towards Song Jiao, clenching her fists, obviously wanting to attack.
However, her hand was easily pinched by Song Jiao in mid-air.
Song Jiao pushed hard, and Song Zhenzhen fell to the ground like a rag doll.
"Stop messing around. It would be bad if I hurt you if I'm not careful." There was a hint of teasing in Song Jiao's voice. She bent down and looked at Song Zhenzhen coldly.
"You...Bai Siyu!" Song Zhenzhen almost shouted out the name with gritted teeth. She has always been a favored girl and has never suffered such grievances since she was a child.
Now, she was pushed to the ground by someone she had bullied before. How could she accept this?
"Don't you understand the situation?" Song Jiao smiled, but there was no warmth in her smile. "I am the real daughter of the Song family. You are an imposter. Instead of trying to please me, you are still looking for trouble here?"
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