"I haven't seen you for 23 years. Where is your sister going? Why is she leaving so quickly?"
Song Jingwan, who was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed forward by Aunt Wang, mocked Song Yan. Her face showed no emotion, but her eyes were very cold as she stared at Song Yan.
"Song! Jing! Wan!"
Song Yan squeezed out these words from between her teeth. She clenched her fists and glared fiercely at Song Jingwan in the wheelchair, questioning her, "What on earth did I do wrong that allowed you to investigate the Ouyang family?"
Song Jingwan did not answer Song Yan's question and raised her hand.
The bodyguard received the order and dragged a bruised man out of the crowd and threw him in front of Song Yan.
Song Yan's eyes suddenly widened.
This was the doctor she arranged to be with Song Jingwan after Cao Zhen's chess piece became useless. She originally wanted to poison Song Jingwan, but she didn't expect that Song Jingwan would find out so quickly.
Song Jingwan took in all of Song Yan's shock.
Her sister is still as despicable as ever.
After Cao Zhen was useless, she guessed that Song Yan would arrange for someone new to approach her.
Sure enough, just as Cao Zhen was thrown into prison, her attending physician broke his leg and a new doctor was assigned to take care of her.
If she hadn't guessed that Song Yan was not dead, she would have really fallen into Song Yan's trap.
It’s a pity that God was on her side and let her know in advance that Song Yan had faked her death.
"Don't tell me that you guessed I was at the Ouyang family and brought people here to arrest me in such a big way."
Song Yan clenched her fists and looked at Song Jingwan. Even if she died, she wanted to die knowingly.
"You have no right to ask me questions."
"you……"
Song Yan's eyes seemed to want to kill Song Jingwan.
Song Jingwan looked at Song Yan coldly, without any hatred or pleasure of revenge, and her heart was calm.
She originally thought that she would be very happy after catching Song Yan, but the reality was not like that.
It wasn't that she was soft-hearted, but she suddenly felt that Song Yan was nothing special, and there would be no sense of accomplishment in defeating her.
Song Yan clearly saw the contempt in Song Jingwan's eyes and gritted her teeth in anger.
"Song Jingwan, why do you always look at me with such condescending eyes?"
"You are the heir to the Song family just because you were born earlier than me. What's so great about you?"
"From the beginning to the end, I never thought I was anything special. It was your self-esteem that got to you and pushed you into this situation."
"Hahaha, my ego is getting in the way? Hahaha, my ego is getting in the way?"
Song Yan threw her head back and laughed, as if she had heard a joke.
She angrily yelled at Song Jingwan, "Your inheritance rights were yours when you were born. You didn't have to fight for it to get that position. If I were you, Song Jingwan, you might be even more hateful than me."
Song Jingwan was not irritated by Song Yan, but found Song Yan ridiculous.
She is better than Song Yan in both intelligence and business acumen. If she does not have the ability to inherit the family business, her parents will hand the Song family over to her.
"Why don't you contradict me? Why?"
"You always look like this, as if I'm a clown." Song Yan shouted out of control.
"You're a clown yourself."
Aunt Wang, standing behind Song Jingwan's wheelchair, looked Song Yan up and down with contempt.
"Ah ...
Song Yan went crazy, roaring at Aunt Wang with bloodshot eyes.
"Oh, impotent rage."
Aunt Wang looked at him with disdain.
"I'm going to kill you, kill you."
Song Yan rushed towards Aunt Wang like a mad woman.
Aunt Wang rolled up her sleeves and walked out from behind Song Jingwan, slapping Song Yan in the face with a slap, followed by another symmetrical slap on the left and right.
Song Yan looked at Aunt Wang in disbelief, covering her cheek with her hands, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
"What are you staring at, you ungrateful bastard."
There was another loud slap, and Song Yan's head was slapped to the side with great force.
Aunt Sun, who wanted to help, felt pain on her face when she saw this and quickly stepped back.
Ouyang Jie, who was standing next to Chu Li, watched Song Yan being beaten calmly, with no emotion at all.
Chu Li reached out to his men behind him.
The subordinate immediately handed over the whip with both hands.
Chu Li handed the whip to Ouyang Jie.
Ouyang Jie looked at the whip handed to him in silence, and only looked up at Chu Li after a long time.
It turns out that Chu Li had always known that he was beaten. No wonder he tried every means to prevent him from going home.
Chu Li put the whip in Ouyang Jie's hand and said, "You can go and fight back. I will take care of anything that happens to you."
Ouyang Jie looked down at the whip without saying a word.
He is a human being, and he cannot do such a thing as whipping his mother. Even if he hates her, he cannot do it.
"If you don't want to fight, then don't fight."
Chu Li comforted Ouyang Jie, saying that he was still a child after all and not that cruel.
Song Chi in the car suddenly rolled down the window and stuck his head out from the back seat.
"It's hot outside, just sit inside with your brother and enjoy the air conditioning."
Gu Chen was about to stuff Song Chi's head back into the bag when he finished speaking, but Song Chi pulled the clothes of Chu Li, who was standing beside him, and said to Chu Li with his hand to his mouth, "Throw the whip to Aunt Wang and let Aunt Wang beat you."
Chu Li lowered his head and looked at Song Chi again. He thought Song Chi would not even dare to step on an ant, but he didn't expect him to be so brave.
Song Chi looked up at Chu Li as if it was natural, "Aunt Wang is the elder, isn't it reasonable for her to hit me?"
Chu Li raised the corner of his mouth, "It is indeed reasonable."
He threw the whip to his men and said, "Give it to Aunt Wang."
"Okay!"
The servant happily walked into the big iron gate and happily handed the whip to Aunt Wang, "Aunt Wang, hit her with the whip, don't hurt your hands."
"Indeed, my hands are numb."
Aunt Wang took the whip and swung it aside, making a loud snap.
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