“You don’t need to play dumb.” Mother Song was burning with anger.
The usually obedient younger daughter had suddenly become troublesome.
“Mom, forget it.” Song Xinyan caught a glimpse of Father Song coming down from the second floor and tugged at her mother. “This apology can be dropped. I won’t hold anything against my sister.”
Father Song heard his eldest daughter being so generous, while his younger daughter still refused even a simple apology.
So he used his authority as a father. “Song Xinyu, apologize to your sister immediately.”
As family members, they all demanded that she apologize.
“Didn’t Song Xinyan already admit it herself? That the bracelet fell on its own.”
“If it weren’t because of you, would the bracelet have fallen?”
“Dad, Mom, please don’t force my sister anymore.” Song Xinyan continued her tearful act.
“I did nothing wrong. I won’t apologize.”
Seeing that the younger daughter showed no intention of admitting fault, Father Song frowned deeply.
Mother Song also cried out on the side: “Husband, I really can’t manage this daughter anymore.”
“You don’t know how hard it is for me. You’re busy with work and rarely handle things at home, and I’ve almost been driven mad by her several times.”
“She used to snatch her sister’s things all the time, and now she’s even snatching her sister’s fiancé. Even if she does that, she still refuses to admit fault or apologize…”
Mother Song began crying as well.
So Father Song’s tone grew heavier. “Song Xinyu, you must apologize to your sister today. Otherwise, we will cut off your card. You can survive on your own!”
Song Xinyu sneered. “What a joke. Do I even have a card like that?”
On their daughters’ sixteenth birthdays, Father Song had indeed given each of them a black card with a monthly limit of one hundred thousand, allowing them to buy whatever they wanted.
But that same night, the card had been taken away by Mother Song.
She had gently persuaded: “Xinyu, you’re still young and don’t know how to manage finances. Mom will keep it safe for you first.”
At that time, the original naive Song Xinyu had naturally not objected.
But what actually happened was that Mother Song did not take the elder daughter’s card. Instead, she handed both cards to the elder daughter.
“Your sister is more stable. Let her keep it for you. If you need anything, just ask her to buy it for you.”
So from start to finish, Song Xinyu had never even seen that card.
Everything she used was either what Song Xinyan had left behind or what she had “chosen” and given away.
All of it was used to highlight her identity as the Nation’s Good Sister.
Yet even those unwanted leftovers from Song Xinyan were used by Zhuang Ping to accuse her instead—saying she always stole her sister’s things.
Faced with her younger daughter’s cold laugh, Father Song’s brows tightened. He felt his authority being challenged.
“What? You think it’s not enough?” he snapped. “Do you even think about how you eat and live under the Song Family? We don’t owe you anything… how did our Song Family end up with a daughter like you?”
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to hit her. He even reached for the nearest “weapon”—a mugwort acupoint massage stick that Zhuang Ping usually used to tap pressure points—but after lifting it, he put it down again.
In the end, reason still prevailed. No matter how disappointing the younger daughter was, she was about to be married off—and into the Lin Family.
He threw the acupoint stick aside and roared: “Get out! Get out of the Song Family!”
“Dad, don’t be angry. Please calm down.” Song Xinyan acted like a caring little padded jacket, gently patting his back. “We can’t kick my sister out. She has nowhere to go.”
Song Xinyu watched coldly as her sister continued acting as the peacemaker.
“I’ll help you upstairs to rest first. You have high blood pressure, you shouldn’t get too emotional.” Saying this, Song Xinyan tried to support Father Song upstairs.
The two of them looked like a loving father and obedient daughter, making Song Xinyu seem like the unreasonable one instead.
But Song Xinyu understood clearly in her heart that it was all just a performance.
One played the obedient daughter.
The other pretended not to understand while clearly knowing everything.
After the two left, only Mother Song and Song Xinyu were left staring at each other.
Mother Song already had the acupoint massage stick in her hand. Normally she used it to relieve blocked circulation—and also to discipline this unruly daughter.
“Song Xinyu, come here!”
Mother Song was ready to teach her a lesson.
“I already gave you a chance. You were the one who refused to admit your mistake.”
In the past, the original Song Xinyu would have stood there and taken the beating.
But now—
It had become a chase.
While dodging, Song Xinyu smashed all the expensive vases and porcelain in the house onto the ground.
Mother Song failed to hit her, and her heart nearly shattered instead.
“You… you… unfilial daughter!” She was so angry she could barely speak. In the end, she squeezed out only one sentence: “Get out! Get out of the Song Family!”
Unable to hit her, she could only pick up the phone to call for backup.
The front door opened, and several bodyguards stood outside. After hearing the mistress’s order, they prepared to throw this unfilial daughter out of the house.
Seeing this situation, Song Xinyu raised an eyebrow.
In the original storyline, she would have been beaten and then made to stand in the courtyard as punishment.
Now they were still trying to drive her out.
The difference was that she would no longer allow herself to be harmed even once.
And she would no longer wrong herself for so-called family affection.
“If leaving is what you want, then I’ll leave.” She turned and walked out immediately.
Mother Song dared to do this because she knew her daughter had no money and no ability to survive on her own. She believed she could not leave the Song Family.
And yet, at that very moment—
Another person appeared outside the door.
He wore a black suit and held a black umbrella. The light from inside fell onto his pale, cold skin, making him appear even more distant and noble.
He slowly tilted the umbrella toward Song Xinyu.
She naturally stepped under it.
At some point, the rain had become heavy—just like the cruelty of the Song Family toward her.
Lin Ting saw everything. He had not expected that Song Xinyu’s situation in the Song Family would be this harsh.
“I didn’t expect the Song Family to be so intolerant of a daughter.” Lin Ting said, his voice as cold as wind mixed with rain.
It made people shiver.
Mother Song dropped the acupoint massage stick in shock.
Why was Lin Ting here? When had he arrived? How much had he seen?
Song Xinyu seemed to understand the colorful expressions on her mother’s face and deliberately reminded her: “He came with me!”
Mother Song felt like she was about to faint.