Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Song Yale was a little at a loss. Just as she was hesitating about how to defend herself, Song Zhi and Prime Minister Song had already walked out.

After Song Yang came out, he slapped Song Yale hard in the face without thinking.

The corners of his mouth twitched with anger. "I've never hit you, but you're such a jerk. Not only did you steal your sister's fiancé, but you also belittled your mother's sincerity towards you."

"father……"

"Don't call me dad. A hypocritical person like me is not worthy of being your dad."

"Dad, I was wrong. I was just angry and didn't really mean it."

Song Yale knelt down and cried, grabbing Song Yang's clothes, not caring at all that her cheek was swollen from the slap just now.

Song Yang, however, pulled out his shirt with a sullen expression, "For more than a decade, I thought I had treated you well, but I never expected you to harbor so many dark thoughts."

Song Yang was furious when he thought that his own daughter almost became the laughing stock of the entire capital because of her actions.

If Zhier had not reacted quickly today, she would have become an abandoned woman whose engagement was broken off by the prince, and her reputation would have been ruined in her life.

Unexpectedly, she, the instigator, not only did not feel ashamed of this, but also came here shamelessly and asked Zhier to be a concubine under her.

Even if he raised Song Yang's daughter for her whole life, he would never let her become a concubine and live a life dependent on others.

The more Song Yang thought about it, the angrier he became. From childhood to adulthood, although he favored Song Zhi more emotionally, he also gave Song Yale the best in terms of food, clothing and other expenses.

The reason why she is famous in the capital is related to her hard work and talent, but more importantly it is also due to the Song family's ten years of careful training for her.

Not to mention how she had lived a luxurious life as the legitimate daughter of the Song family over the years, and how the flattery and respect she received from outsiders even far exceeded that of her own children.

Thinking of the child's non-competitive nature over the years, Song Yang felt that Song Yale was ungrateful and immediately became furious and wanted to kick Song Yale out of the house.

Song Zhi saw through Prime Minister Song's plan and quickly stopped him, "Dad, don't rush to deal with it. Let's wait until Mom wakes up."

Sun has always loved Song Yale, and she doesn't want her parents to have any grudges because of this.

Now that Anya Song’s true identity has been revealed, she is also looking forward to how the Sun family will deal with it.

Song Yang glared at Song Yale fiercely and went back into the house to look after Sun.

The servants had been sent out of the yard long ago, leaving only Song Zhi and Song Yale here.

Song Zhi's eyes were deep. There was another reason why he didn't let his father drive Song Yale away directly.

She just didn't want Song Yale to lose her status as the daughter of the prime minister yet. Making this matter public now would be too easy for those two scumbags.

She knew clearly that Mu Qinghan needed the help of the Prime Minister's Mansion right now. If she knew that Song Yale was not the legitimate daughter of the Song Mansion, she would definitely turn around and win her back as soon as possible.

She didn't want to be bothered by such disgusting things again. The scumbag and the bitch should be locked up.

That person should be returning to Beijing next month.

Thinking of that cold and quiet figure, Song Zhi's eyes flickered. She was finally going to meet him again.

Song Zhi was distracted for a moment, but soon focused his attention back on Song Yale.

Song Yale gritted her teeth and looked at Song Zhi, "So you are so insidious, deliberately provoking me to say those words to my parents."

Her face was full of regret. Song Zhi had a very low sense of presence before and had never done such a thing, so she said those words directly without any defense tonight. She never thought that this was the only time she opened up her heart and the result would be like this.

"So what?"

Song Zhi admitted it readily, and raised Song Yale's chin condescendingly and said, "It happened suddenly just now, and I didn't have time to answer your questions. Now I can talk to you properly."

"Ya Yue, we should be conscientious."

"Have you ever considered that you didn't deserve what you keep saying about those injustices? They are my family. Raising you is a favor, not a duty. Even if they treat me better, it's perfectly normal."

"You've been monopolizing what should have been mine for so many years, stealing my mother's favor and enjoying all the generous treatment and praise. I don't think it's unfair, but you're starting to complain about everything. It's ridiculous."

"You said you were unhappy living in luxury in the Song Mansion. Then you really should have experienced a life of being poorly clothed and hungry. Maybe then you would be happy."

Hearing these words, a trace of guilt flashed across Anya Song’s face, and the whole person seemed to be drained away in an instant.

These words touched the part of her body that she dared not think deeply about. Every word was like a sharp knife piercing through her so-called righteousness, dissecting her reasons for doing evil that could not stand up to scrutiny, and revealing her darkness and filthiness.

Her lips trembled slightly, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't open her mouth, so she could only clench her fists tightly.

Song Zhi's face was full of scorn, and he slapped her with all his strength.

There was a loud snap.

Song Yale's head was hit hard to one side by the force, and the originally snow-white cheek on the other side instantly became red and swollen, leaving five clear finger marks.

"This slap is the interest I collected."

"You...you dare to hit me!" Song Yale's face was full of disbelief.

Song Zhi snorted lightly, "I'll beat you up if I want to. Do I need to choose a day?"

Song Yale wanted to stand up and fight back, but when she thought of Prime Minister Song in the room, she immediately shrank back, her eyes filled with hatred, "Song Zhi, you will pay the price."

Song Zhi just found it funny when he heard this, "What are you going to use to make me pay?"

Was it because of her fake identity as the daughter of the Prime Minister? Or was it because she was about to marry Mu Qinghan? Or was it because Sun had always been partial to her?

This question obviously made Anya Song's heart stagnate. She suddenly remembered that her current situation was a little shaky.

Song Zhi took a deep breath to hide the emotions surging in his eyes, "Don't worry, Yale, I'm not going to touch you yet. You will still be the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

In the previous life, Song Yale had contributed greatly to the destruction of the Song family, without caring at all about the kindness she had shown in raising her for more than a decade.

In this life, she must make sure that she and Mu Qinghan die without a burial place!

Feeling this fierce murderous intent, Anya Song trembled all over.

She looked at Song Zhi with a tingling scalp, but saw Song Zhi curling up the corners of his mouth and showing her a bright smile.

Although it was a very bright expression, Song Yale suddenly felt a cold sweat on her back, and she felt the danger and fear of being targeted like a prey.

When did Song Zhi develop such an aura?

Song Yale's face was pale, and she knelt there stiffly, forgetting to move. It was not until Song Zhi left that she gasped for breath and felt relieved.

She was somewhat surprised and doubtful. Could it be that Song Zhi's love for Qing Han had already reached such a deep level? Otherwise, why would the loss of an engagement cause such a drastic change in her personality?

Anya Song frowned deeply, feeling powerless as if things were completely out of her control.

Song Yale kept thinking about how to defend herself later. When she had almost thought of her words, Sun woke up.

Sun seemed to have suffered a great blow and looked much older.

Prime Minister Song picked her up and sat her on the bed with concern. Just as he was about to comfort her, she waved her hand tiredly, "Where's Yale?"

Song Zhi said, "He's kneeling outside the door."

"Call her in. I have something to say to her."

"Okay." Song Zhi pursed his lips, took three or two steps out and brought Song Yale in.