Chapter 211 Losing control
Song Lan didn't know that her stupidity had only blown up the cover that her mother had painstakingly built over the years. She just lowered her head and looked at Song Yan's already pale face. Seeing Song Yan's fair complexion, her veins suddenly felt happy. That's it... That's what she wanted to see, otherwise she wouldn't have brought her father here. What if she couldn't snatch Fu Yusheng for the time being? Her mother promised her that she would find that man for her one day, and Song Lan trusted her, but now, she used the father she had snatched many years ago to have fun with Song Yan.
She covered her mouth cutely and said embarrassedly: "Oh, I think we scared Sister Yan's father. How about we send her to the hospital? I think she seems a little uncomfortable." Song Lan asked knowingly, she knew that her father would never agree to her request. Now Father Song only takes care of one daughter like he did many years ago, but the daughter he takes care of this time is not Song Yang, but her.
Sure enough, as Song Lan expected, her father glanced at Song Yan and said disdainfully: "Why do you worry about this girl? Didn't I drive her out of the house? Lan'er, you are so kind. How can you forget that you have no sister, just like I have no other daughters except you? Don't call her that, okay? "
“You two—” If it were in the past, Furong would definitely support Song Lan and her father, but this time she changed her mind and couldn’t bear to listen to the two of them stepping on Song Yan.
"Then are you worthy of calling me your daughter?" Before Furong could speak, Song Yan raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, her eyes full of hatred and resentment. Her expression was sinister and terrifying, which made Song Wanlei's heart tremble. "Are you still worthy of calling me father?"
Her question was like a sharp needle piercing his heart, and her eyes... seemed to be able to see him. Not the confident Song Dongming, but the cowardly and sneaky street rat Song Wanglei. Those sharp eyes seemed to be staring into his soul. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound. His tongue seemed to be bound by Song Yan's powerful pressure.
It was as if his big brother was standing right in front of him, and he often stared at him like that - like he was worth nothing but trouble.
Song Yan stared at the man. If she could, she really wanted to tear off his mask right here and now, but in this way, she would alarm Chu Lian and hide her father further away from herself. So, even though she felt that her heart had left somewhere in the Arctic Ocean, she turned around and left... It didn't matter, she would find her father... She would also find her other half. Her mother's soul along with her body. One day, she would find both of them, but not today.
"Hey, Song Yan, wait a minute!" Song Lan didn't expect Song Yan to turn his head away like this, and was shocked. How could she just leave after talking to her father like this? But before she could say anything, she caught up with Song Yan. Furong, who had been sitting quietly on the chair, stood up and blocked her way. "Miss Song, don't you think you are too rude? My second sister-in-law doesn't seem to be interested in talking to you. Isn't it rude for you to chase her?"
"Rong'er?" Song Lan was surprised by Furong's attitude, but what surprised her most was that Furong actually called Song Yan...Second Sister-in-law? Why and how? What happened when she wasn't paying attention? How did the relationship between the two suddenly become so good?
"What - I mean, are you okay? Why did Sister Yan call you?" Song Lan asked tentatively. She needed to find out what was going on as soon as possible, otherwise all the hard work she had put in over the years would be in vain. She wanted to steal Song Yan's girl.
"Why should I tell you this?" Fu Rong shook off Song Lan's hand and said, "That's between me and my sister-in-law. Who are you to ask me this?"
Song Lan felt like she was slapped in the face, the sound was so loud that her cheeks stung a little, but she still forced a smile, looked at Furong and said: "What does this mean? We are still friends. "Aren't we?"
"Friends?" Fu Rong chuckled and looked at Song Lan with disgust. "I know what you did, so stop acting like you're disgusting me."
Furong's words made Song Lan stunned... What does she know? Did she find out that the two thugs were sent by her? No, that's impossible! Furong ran away before this happened, and the two men had been eaten by their souls... Impossible, she would know all this, right?
"What do you know?" Song Lan tried to look confused, while nervously rubbing the bracelet she always wore on her wrist. If Furong really knew that she was the one who sent those thugs, then she would have to get rid of Furong like those men did.
"I know, you know I wanted to go too, so I went to Paris Fashion Week alone." Fu Rong looked at Song Lan touching her bracelet and snickered. She knew that if she told the truth just now, she would be doomed.
"Song Yan! Song Yan! Wait!" Song Yan rushed out of the mall, and Furong shouted at Song Yan. She had to stop her, otherwise things would really get out of control!