Chapter 62 Not Close
After reading the clarification, everyone looked at Song Lan, who had just read the post. She was pale and shook her head in disbelief - no, this is impossible! Brother Sheng has always been very good to her. He even allowed her to take photos with him and allowed her to pick dishes for him at the table. It's impossible that he would be so cruel to her!
Even her dad asked him to treat her well, and Brother Sheng has always been a man of his word. He wouldn't hurt her like this, right? Correct! It must be that bitch Song Yan who filled his ears, otherwise Brother Fu has never complained about her using his name for so many years. Why is he posting a clarification now? It must be because of that bitch! She knew that she should have killed her at the beginning!
If it weren't for Song Yan, she wouldn't have suffered such humiliation!
What Song Lan didn't notice was that Fu Yusheng only allowed her to take a photo with him because Song's father asked him to do so, otherwise he would not bother to do it. He just respected his father-in-law, and this was the first family dinner after he and Song Yan got married, so he didn't want to embarrass anyone.
As for the food she picked for him, it always ended up in Fu Yushen's bowl. Fu Yushen never ate the food Song Lan picked for him.
But love and obsession always make people blind.
However, Song Lan couldn't care about these things now. Under the questioning gazes of the crowd, her face was stiff, as if someone had slapped her. She tightly grasped the phone in her hand and smiled bitterly. "This is great, isn't it, sister? I always said that I have nothing to do with Mr. Fu, but they never listen to me."
Everyone: "..." Excuse me? Who is the one who keeps calling Mr. Fu "Brother Fu"? Is it Boogie Man?
Song Yan snorted coldly. She actually never understood why Song Lan always wanted to take away everything from her, her family, her luck, and her husband... As for clothes and shoes, forget it. Obviously, Song Lan was not the innocent goddess she pretended to be, but was determined to imitate the former Song family princess Song Yan.
If you are someone who knew Song Yan before she was reborn and got married, and then look at Song Lan now, you will find that almost everything Song Lan does is copied, even the tone of her voice and the way she laughs are copied by her.
Song Yan put his phone back into his bag, folded his hands over his chest to stop his breathing, then sneered and struck the first blow at those who were pretending to be peaceful. "I don't know what you want to say? Are we still close? Do you think the people here are all fools? Do you think the daughter of a mistress and a real lady can get along?"
Song Lan's face froze, giving people the feeling that Song Yan was calling her a mistress, but she knew that Song Yan was calling her a "mistress". She was so angry that she wanted to erase Song Yan's existence from the world, so that Song Yan would no longer exist. Others would question her identity again, but she still said pitifully: "Sister...what are you talking about? Are you unhappy?"
Song Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled. "What do you mean, Sister Song? We are not close, how could I be angry with you? Have we ever talked about it?"
"We..." Song Lan wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Song Yan.
"Song Lan, I don't know why you insist on getting close to me, but I don't want to. Last time you snatched my favorite dress, you insisted that I give it to you, and I didn't do it...but you made a fuss, and I was kicked out of the house for bullying you. You could have stopped it all by telling the truth - the dress wasn't even yours, but you didn't...Then you asked me what career I wanted to pursue, and when I told you - you actually took the business administration exam with me instead of studying drama and art like me, and you wanted to work in the same company as me...I didn't have time, and then you watched me being bullied indifferently...You never came to help me, but you still called me sister. Don't you think it's a bit disgusting? You didn't help me, and watched me suffer silently, but you insisted on calling me sister. I don't think I can afford a sister like you."
Although Song Yan was smiling, she felt more and more indignant when she thought of her past. Her smile never reached her eyes, instead, those dark pits were burning with a hell of anger, pain, and torture.
"Sister... this... you know I——"
"Enough, Song Lan, you've been pretending for so long, maybe you're not tired, but I am. Do you think I'm a fool? It's obviously a family photo, but you cut them, it's completely different... What should I do?" Did you do it? It doesn't matter what you think in your mind, but can you stop dragging innocent me into your conspiracy? If you want Mr. Fu so much, why don't you work harder and pursue him sincerely? ? What did I do to you?
"No, you misunderstood me—"
"Maybe." Song Yan shrugged, put his wallet on his shoulder, and sneered. "But then again, we are not close, so what right do I have to say anything to you?"
Song Lan wanted to squeeze out some pitiful tears, stop Song Yan from leaving, and then whitewash herself, but she found that everyone looked at her strangely, and found that she was now more like a clown jumping around in the eyes of everyone. So, she did not stay to make a fool of herself, but turned around and ran with red eyes, and the assistant followed her.
This time, no one stopped her, and some even sneered at her acting skills.
Song Lan heard their contemptuous sneers and clenched her fists. She would kill her! She would kill Song Yan one day!