Chapter 90 Song Lan's Madness
Song Yan glanced at Song Lan indifferently, without even saying anything, and turned away. Some people are so disgusting that even answering them seems to be a waste of precious breath and time. She wanted to maintain some peace with Song Lan, but to be honest, she couldn't even maintain the superficial peace. The latter was so disgusting that even after five hundred years of evolution and cultivation, Song Yan could no longer maintain it. She said that she had never seen such a hateful person as Song Lan - to get a little fame, marry the person she likes, and suck the life of others to kill people?
Borrowing luck is a dark art used by ancient rulers to bring disaster to their enemies. It is unexpected that such a dangerous art is now used by women like Song Lan to bring them glory and men.
Even if Song Yan wanted to understand, she couldn't comprehend it. How could it make sense to use such a dangerous thing just to get a man?
Seeing Song Yan leaving, Fu Yusheng didn't bother to say goodbye to Song Lan and Yang Junyi. He immediately turned around and took her away, still holding her hand.
Song Lan's face suddenly turned pale and her blood boiled. It was a fascinating sight to see her complexion change from pale to red, and then from red to green. And she had to use a lot of strength to keep her face from distorting. She thought that with Fu Yusheng and Yang Junyi around, Song Yan would give her some face even if the two had a bad relationship. After all, the two were sisters and came from the same family. She didn't expect that Song Yan, that bitch, would be so arrogant after getting her husband back, and humiliate her so ruthlessly in public. The same was true in front of the woman she introduced as a friend!
What made her even more angry was that seeing Song Yan humiliating her like this, Fu Yusheng was too lazy to scold that bitch! Didn't Daddy ask him to treat her like a princess? She is the only heir of the Song family! Her mother also kicked Song Lingyan out. She was sure that if this continued, the two siblings would not get anything from Dad Song. In short, she was the great Princess Song, and Song Yan was now a completely useless woman who did not bring any benefit to the Fu family. Why bother?
Why was Fu Yusheng still willing to indulge that bitch? And he was holding her hand! The last time she tried to touch his hand, he jerked away from her touch, and later even wiped his hand with a napkin, as if he had touched something dirty. She thought he was a mysophobia! So how could he touch Song Yan without feeling disgusted?
Song Yan looked at their disappearing backs in disbelief.
Her eyes seemed to be fixed on Fu Yusheng's tall back, and Song Lan always felt something was wrong. She had lowered her head. Although she was humiliated by Song Yan in the company last time, she did not make any moves to retaliate. If she wanted, she could let the master's disciples curse Fu Chen, the bastard, and kill him, but she held back again, thinking that Fu Yusheng obviously loved his son very much. But now she regretted it a little. Perhaps, if she killed that bastard under Song Yan's care, then not only Fu Yusheng, but even the old snake sitting on the throne of the old lady of the Fu family would hate Song Yan.
That's right, she shouldn't be soft-hearted! When this opportunity is given to her, she should seize it! She looked at Song Yan's face, which was still as beautiful as it was in college, and a crazy light gradually flashed in her eyes. You say, if she kills that bastard and destroys Song Yan, then will she have no chance to stand by Fu Yusheng's side?
Song Yan was trembling all over. She could feel a vicious and cold gaze, like a snake hiding in a dark corner trying to kill her. The eerie feeling made her nerves twitch, and the strange feeling did not disappear until she walked out of the children's clothing area.
“What’s the matter?” Fu Yusheng asked, although he was carrying a bunch of children’s toys and clothes in his hands, his usual cold and ruthless charm did not disappear, but seemed to add a touch of softness, making him more gentle and chic.
Song Yan admired it for two seconds, locked onto this side of her husband in her memory, coughed lightly, and said calmly: "There's nothing to worry about."
She is not a heartless person, but she is not a saint, nor a kind woman who will help anyone. Although she thinks it is a pity that Yang Junyi, a smart, lucky, talented, capable woman who will become a powerful woman in the future, died like this, she has no choice.
Although Yang Junyi had no impression of this woman. After observing Yang Junyi for a while, she was sure that this girl was obviously sent by her parents to please Song Lan. In the business world, flatterers often do this kind of thing.
Even if she warned her not to get close to Song Lan, Yang Junyi might not listen to her.
So, if death was her goal—what could she do? After all, she had been as stupid as Yang Junyi.
She thought that as long as she got close to Song Lan, her father would look at her more, but he was deceived by the mother and daughter and didn't even look at her. Many people warned her not to get close to Song Lan, but she never listened and paid the price with her life.