He is my person.
Jiang Manyan raised her head again, pressing on relentlessly with just the right amount of willfulness.
"Brother, you still haven't answered me! Are you taking me or not?"
Song Guansui took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation that had been stirred up, and tried to keep his tone calm.
"Things are a bit turbulent out there lately. I'll take you there once things have calmed down."
Song Guansui offered a rare explanation, but his expression was strange, showing a hint of wariness and even more disdain.
"No, brother..."
Jiang Manyan drawled out her words, beginning her coaxing and pleading, and naturally leaned closer to him.
"I'm going! Staying at home every day is so boring..."
Things aren't going well outside? But that's exactly the opportunity he's been waiting for!
His men could only infiltrate the Song family garden; they couldn't take him away. Once they left the Song family mansion...
Jiang Manyan was never one to sit idly by and wait for her fate.
As early as the beginning of the construction of the three towns, he had been secretly keeping an eye on the Song family's movements.
He guessed that the mine collapse back then would have serious consequences, but he did not expect that it would almost shake the foundation of the Song family.
However, he felt no remorse whatsoever.
All of this stems from the blood and tears of his mother, Jiang Yan.
The half of the money he took was merely compensation and revenge that he, the "second young master of the Song family," deserved.
He may have felt a little guilty about the turmoil in the Northwest miners' area, but when he saw the three towns regain their vitality and the people live and work in peace and contentment!
He then became convinced that everything he had done was right.
He knew Song Guansui's pride and Liu's ruthlessness, and that she would retaliate sooner or later, so he was not without precautions in the central urban area.
He had already planted loyal servants in the Song residence!
Just as Jiang Manyan was "coquettishly" thinking.
A sharp, piercing shout, filled with anger and disgust, came crashing down like a bucket of cold water.
"What are you doing?! You shameless slut! Let go of Guan Sui!"
Liu rushed out of the pavilion, her well-maintained face contorted with extreme anger, her finger pointing directly at Jiang Manyan, who was buried in Song Guansui's arms, as if she wanted to tear him to pieces with her gaze.
Jiang Manyan seemed startled by the sudden reprimand and abruptly jumped away from Song Guansui's embrace.
Her face drained of color, her expression stiffened, and her eyes instantly filled with panic and helplessness, perfectly portraying the "weak" character who was bullied by the wicked woman and was overly frightened.
Song Guansui did not move, but that beautiful and warm atmosphere was completely shattered.
He raised his arm slightly, as if trying to pull back his leaping figure, but then forcefully stopped himself.
A barely perceptible displeasure flickered across his face. He frowned, looked at his mother, and asked in a cold, distant voice, "Why is Mother here?"
Liu was completely enraged by her son's questioning attitude.
"This is my home! Why can't I come here?!"
She shrieked, her gaze fixed intently on Jiang Manyan.
"Grab this bitch! Beat her to death with sticks! Now!"
However, the servants behind her looked at each other in bewilderment, none of them daring to move.
Everyone knows that two years ago, the real power behind the inner quarters of the Song family was already this seemingly handsome but ruthless eldest son.
Ignoring his mother's screams, Song Guansui reached out again to pull Jiang Manyan, who seemed to be trembling with fear, back behind him to protect her, his eyes sweeping over the servants with a sinister look.
"Please ask Mother to go back and rest."
The servants then meekly stepped forward, trying to persuade Liu to leave, but Liu, in a fit of rage, slapped them several times across the face.
Humiliation and anger clouded Liu's mind. She turned around abruptly and, like a madwoman, lunged at Jiang Manyan, who was being protected by Song Guansui. Her sharp nails went straight for his beautiful face!
—She just wants to ruin this face that's bewitching her son!
However, her hand was firmly grasped in mid-air by a stronger hand, rendering her unable to move.
Song Guansui gripped his mother's wrist tightly, his eyes as cold as ice, and declared clearly, word by word.
"Mother, he is mine."
These words, like a thunderclap, resounded across the shores of Wangyu Lake.
This not only declared ownership but also openly challenged Liu's authority as the matriarch.
The air froze instantly, leaving only Liu's heavy breathing and incredulous stare.
His son! The son he raised with such care! How could he protect this bastard like this! She sacrificed so much for him!
Jiang Manyan, standing behind Song Guansui, gave Liu a smug and provocative look!
He just wanted to infuriate Liu Shuwan; he hoped this woman would do something drastic!
Jiang Manyan knew that her elder brother harbored a perverse possessiveness towards her deep down.
He harbors deep resentment towards his mother, Liu, who forcefully intervened and indirectly caused his separation from him.
The fact that Liu was so intimate with him, and that Song Guansui openly defended her, was undoubtedly the cruelest provocation and the most effective revenge against Liu.
She had to watch helplessly as her only son turned against her for the sake of the "bastard" she hated most, completely losing her last hope and sense of control in this world.
Sure enough, Song Guansui's cold and clear words, "He is my man," were like the sharpest dagger, piercing through Liu's last defenses.
Liu was gripped tightly by her son's wrist and could not struggle. She stared at Song Guansui in disbelief, her well-maintained face contorted with extreme anger, humiliation and heartache, and her voice was so shrill that it almost cracked.
"Guansui! Are you insane?! Look closely! Who is he?! He's that bastard child born to that lowly maid! He's come back to take revenge on us! He's here to seduce you and ruin you!!"
She tried to awaken her son's "reason," but little did she know that every word she uttered was like adding fuel to Song Guansui's obsessive anger.
Song Guansui not only did not let go, but instead protected Jiang Manyan even more tightly behind him, using his body to completely block Liu's resentful gaze.
A cold and cruel smile even appeared on his lips, his tone calm yet every word piercing.
"Mother, can't you see clearly?"
"You're the one who can't see the situation clearly. The Song family is no longer a place where you can boss people around. As for who he is..."
Song Guansui turned his head to the side, glancing at Jiang Manyan behind him who seemed to be trembling but whose eyes were actually icy cold. His tone carried a strange gentleness.
"He is mine now. He was before, he is now, and he will be in the future. Anyone who touches him is my enemy."
"To be your enemy?! I am your mother!"
Liu was so angry that she trembled all over and almost fainted.
"You unfilial son! You've been bewitched by this vixen! You'll ruin this family! You'll ruin yourself!"
"Home?"
Song Guansui scoffed, his eyes filled with utter indifference and disdain.
"This family has been rotten for a long time, why would it ruin me?"
He abruptly flung Liu's hand away, the force so great that Liu staggered back several steps, only to be hurriedly supported by the nanny behind her.
"If it weren't for my mother's 'effective guidance' back then, how could I have become the way I am today?"
His words, like a venomous snake, gnawed at Liu's heart. He was reminding her that it was her oppression and methods back then that had created the current estrangement between mother and son.
Jiang Manyan gently tugged at Song Guansui's sleeve from behind, letting out a soft, fearful whimper, as if she were terrified by the conflict before her.
This dependent behavior greatly satisfied Song Guansui's protective instincts and sense of control.
Song Guansui stopped looking at Liu, who was pale and swaying, put his arm around Jiang Manyan's shoulder, and turned to leave the pavilion.
"Stop them! Stop them for me!"
Liu screamed hysterically, giving orders to the servants around her.
However, the servants simply knelt on the ground, trembling, none daring to move. Song Guansui's power had been accumulating for so long that no one dared challenge his authority…
Song Guansui did not stop walking, leaving only a cold sentence that drifted away in the wind.
“My mother is getting old and has a fiery temper, which can easily harm her health. From today onwards, no one may disturb my mother’s ‘rest’ without my permission.”
This is tantamount to house arrest in disguise!
As Liu watched her son resolutely protect that bastard as he left, and listened to his heartless words, she could not bear the enormous blow to her heart.
Everything went black, and he completely lost consciousness. Chaos erupted behind him.
Song Guansui, with his back to all of this, remained expressionless.
Jiang Manyan lowered her eyelashes, her perfect profile appearing delicate and innocent in the sunlight.
The slight trembling and the occasional ringing of the bell on her wrist seemed to tell of the fear she had just felt and the reliance she now felt after surviving the ordeal.
But in his heart, he was overjoyed at the successful implementation of the plan.
By openly sowing discord between the mother and son, the Song family is bound to be thrown into even greater turmoil.
Liu would never let it go, and Song Guansui, though seemingly cold-hearted, might not truly be able to completely sever his bond with his mother.
This contradiction and division is precisely the perfect breeding ground for Jiang Manyan. His opportunity is quietly brewing within this widening rift.
However, just as he was basking in the afterglow of this brief victory, a deep, emotionless voice came from above, like an icicle in the dead of winter, instantly piercing through all his pretense.
"Is it fun?"
Three words, light as a feather, yet weighing a ton.
Jiang Manyan's body stiffened abruptly, as if all her blood had frozen in an instant.
The subtle trembling stopped abruptly, and even the silver bell on her wrist seemed to be held in place by an invisible force, no longer making a sound.
He...he knew?
He knew all that?!
Did he know he was doing it on purpose? Did he know he was using him to provoke Liu? Did he know all his obedience, compliance, panic, and fear were just an act?!
A bone-chilling cold suddenly shot up from her spine and instantly swept through her entire body. Jiang Manyan could even feel her fingertips turning cold.
Jiang Manyan subconsciously wanted to look up at Song Guansui's expression, but found that she didn't even have the strength to turn her neck.
An overwhelming sense of fear and uncertainty gripped his heart like a giant hand, almost suffocating him.
The air seemed to freeze.
The clamor in the pavilion just now contrasted horribly with the deathly silence that followed.
Song Guansui did not look down at him, his gaze remained straight ahead, and the hand around his shoulder did not loosen, the strength was still there, as if the earth-shattering words just now did not come from his mouth.
But it is precisely this extreme tranquility that makes it all the more chilling.
Jiang Manyan's brain raced as she tried to decipher the true meaning of Song Guansui's words.
Was it a test? A warning? Or... did he really already know everything, and was just watching his clumsy performance like a cat playing with a mouse?
Jiang Manyan dared not answer!
Any single word of response could become a fatal flaw.
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, yet it also seemed to have only been a moment.
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