"Mom...you...you hit me?"
Song Xueyun covered her left cheek where she had been slapped, tilted her head, and said in disbelief.
Still holding the hand that had just slapped her daughter, Song's mother instinctively tried to comfort her.
But the thought that her daughter could be so selfish and only think of herself at such an important time made her angry.
"Shouldn't you have hit him? Your dad loves you so much. Now that he's in trouble, all he wants is for you to ask your Uncle Zhu for help. And you're not willing to do it?"
Xueyun, do you really want to just stand by and watch your father get into trouble like this?
If something happens to your father, how will the three of us survive?
At this point, Song's mother couldn't help but burst into tears again.
Thinking of the ashen face on Song's father's face when he was arrested, I'm afraid he's in grave danger!
Upon hearing her mother's words, Song Xueyun's pupils dilated. She hadn't expected that her mother would not only ask her to beg that fat pig, but also scold her for being selfish.
She bit her lower lip, covered her face, and stared intently at Song's mother.
After a long while, she finally looked away from Song's mother's face and onto her younger brother, who had been sitting there motionless with a dejected expression since earlier.
After her younger brother was born, her mother paid much less attention to her.
No, it should be said that her mother showed her very little care from the moment she was born.
Most of the time back then, she was either with her grandparents or with Grandpa Wei and Grandma Wei.
Aunt Wei treated her like her own daughter, especially when she learned that Grandpa Wei and her grandfather said they wanted her to be her brother-in-law's wife. Aunt Wei was overjoyed.
Because of their favoritism, she didn't really hold a grudge against her mother's neglect of her when she was a child.
But now, without comparison, there is no harm.
Her own mother actually made her do such a thing, without caring about her safety at all, and even said those things to her like that. Song Xueyun gritted her teeth and thought bitterly.
Song Xuefeng, annoyed by his mother and sister arguing back and forth, stood up and slammed the teacup on the table to the ground.
"Are you ever going to stop? What time is it? Why are you still fighting amongst yourselves?"
I'm telling you, none of you are going to escape.
Song Xuefeng shouted a threat, then his gloomy gaze shifted from his mother to his sister, Song Xueyun.
Especially when he saw Song Xueyun's graceful figure, a glint of light flashed in his originally gloomy eyes.
It seems highly likely that the old man is not going to make it, but while he's still alive, we can still make use of those resources.
Why not use Song Xueyun to pave the way for your own future?
Anyway, the old man is no good now. Since he's already no good, why bother kneeling?
He had no desire to be a dutiful son or grandson; whoever wanted to carry the memorial tablet could go, but he himself did not wish to go.
Thinking of this, Song Xuefeng's eyes darted around several times, and then his originally harsh voice finally softened a bit.
"Mom, please don't scold my sister like that."
When she went out before, wasn't it you and Dad who discussed having her marry that guy surnamed Wei?
"As long as my sister marries into the Wei family, they will definitely not object to anything that happens to our family."
As Song Xuefeng spoke, his tone became somewhat obsequious.
Seeing Song Xuefeng's appearance, Song Xueyun felt uneasy for almost half an hour.
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