The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Seeing that Liu Xiangyun didn't say anything, Song Yuntang snatched the feed from her hand and threw it aside, then raised his voice and asked.

"I'm asking you a question. Was it Lin Zhaozhao who hit you?"

Liu Xiangyun glanced towards the main hall, as if afraid of being heard, and quickly waved her hands, "It's not her."

Song Yuntang raised an eyebrow, "Is it her maid?"

Liu Xiangyun stepped forward and took Song Yuntang's hand, "Tang'er, forget it. I'm fine anyway. We poor people can't beat them."

Song Yuntang's expression remained calm as she broke free from Liu Xiangyun's hand.

"I know you're worried about the baby in your belly and don't dare to resist. If I hadn't encountered this incident today, it would be fine. But now that I have, there is no way I can swallow my anger with you."

After saying that, he turned and went to the main room.

The atmosphere in the main room was particularly good. Lin Zhaozhao smiled innocently and talked and laughed with Zhao Qiao'e.

Perhaps it was because of the pampered life she had lived in the past three years, her originally dark and yellow skin had become much whiter, and her figure had gradually become more slender and graceful, but it still couldn't compare with Song Yuntang's porcelain-white skin.

Her facial features are not particularly stunning, but they are not ugly either.

Among the ladies of noble families in Cile Town, she could barely rank in the upper middle class.

Song Yuntang entered the main room. Lin Zhaozhao did not fail to see her, but she subconsciously ignored her.

After all, she was filled with hatred in her heart. Originally, she was the daughter of the Lin family. She should have lived a good life with servants serving her, parents and brothers loving her, and no worries about food and clothing. However, Song Yuntang took away her life for thirteen years.

In the past three years, God knows how much effort she put in to gradually integrate into the circle of the Lin family and the wealthy families in Cile Town.

Lin's concubine had been sold out by Mr. Lin before she returned to the Lin family.

She had no place to vent the grievances in her heart, and Song Yuntang, who had enjoyed the treatment of a rich lady for thirteen years on her behalf, undoubtedly became the best outlet.

Song Yuntang ignored the two people who were joking.

In the three years since the original owner returned to Rongshu Village, Lin Zhaozhao would come back every three or four months to seek a sense of existence. Every time she came back, the whole family would surround her. She had long been accustomed to it and didn't want to pay attention to it.

She walked straight up to Lin Zhaozhao's maid, grabbed her collar and slapped her hard.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

"Ah!" Feng Hong covered her face and felt a burning pain on her face.

She looked at Song Yuntang in disbelief, tears glistening in her eyes, and she looked pitiful.

"Miss Song, why did you hit me?"

Feng Hong stayed in the Yuanwai Mansion for six or seven years. At the beginning, the original owner was the daughter of the Yuanwai Mansion.

Although she is no longer the daughter of a wealthy family, she still has a sense of awe towards her in her heart. Therefore, when Song Yuntang slapped her, Feng Hong subconsciously did not dare to resist.

This sudden change startled Zhao Qiao'e and Lin Zhaozhao who were chatting and laughing nearby, and also startled Song Changbai who was standing at the door.

Lin Zhaozhao immediately stood up and walked to Fenghong to check the injuries on her face.

After Zhao Qiao'e stood up, she looked at Song Yuntang with a frown.

"Tang'er, what happened? Why did you hit Zhao Zhao's maid?"

Song Yuntang rubbed his numb palms and said, "No reason, I just hit him because I didn't like it."

Zhao Qiao'e's brows knitted even tighter. "It's fine if you hit someone for no reason, but why do you have such an attitude?"

Song Yuntang glanced at her, curling his lips coldly, "Why should I use such an attitude to hit someone? Did I tell her in advance that I'm going to hit you?"

"you!"

Zhao Qiao'e didn't know what Liu Xiangyun had experienced. She thought that Song Yuntang came to her out of jealousy just because he saw Lin Zhaozhao. She couldn't bear to hit him, but she couldn't bring herself to scold him either. She didn't know what to do for a moment, and she was so angry that she covered her chest and gasped.

Seeing this, Song Changbai, who was originally standing by the door, stood up straight.

"Song Yuntang, stop being unreasonable. Zhao Zhao is a guest, how can you be so rude? Look how mad you've made your aunt!"

Song Yuntang raised his almond-shaped eyes slightly.

"You are an outsider, so you have no right to control me, right?"

"I'm your cousin!" Song Changbai said angrily.

Song Yuntang remained calm, "Don't think you can be related to me just because your last name is Song. In my eyes, you are no different from outsiders!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to walk out.

Seeing this, Lin Zhaozhao trotted in front of Song Yuntang.

"Song Yuntang, even though you've robbed me of my life for over ten years, I've never done anything against you. You hit my maid in public today, which is undoubtedly a slap in my face. You must give me an explanation!"

Song Yuntang looked at her with some amusement.

"What do you want to explain? Do you want to fight back?"

Lin Zhaozhao was not tall, half a head shorter than Song Yuntang. Although she was dressed more gorgeously than her, the contrast was extremely obvious when she stood in front of her.

She is obviously the daughter of a wealthy family, but her appearance, temperament and manners are not as good as those of Song Yuntang, the fake daughter.

Looking up slightly at Song Yuntang, Lin Zhaozhao felt a sense of inferiority in her heart.

She hated this feeling a little.

If she was the one who was raised in the Lin family in the beginning, the current situation would never have happened!

Perhaps, a peasant like Song Yuntang could never come into contact with people of her status.

"You have to apologize to my maid."

She thought that this request was not excessive, but Song Yuntang used to be a lady from a wealthy family, and it would be difficult for her to apologize to those who had served her in the past.

But it also happens to disgust her.

Song Yuntang raised the corners of his lips, leaned closer to her, and whispered, "Don't even think about it."

After saying that, he brushed Lin Zhaozhao away and was about to walk out. Coincidentally, at this moment, Song Jinbao, after learning that Lin Zhaozhao had returned, also led his two sons into the yard. Everyone had happy expressions on their faces.

"Zhao Zhao is back."

Lin Zhaozhao heard the noise and fell to the side with the help of Song Yuntang's hand.

Song Yuntang looked at Lin Zhaozhao's performance with some surprise, with a playful look in his eyes. This look hurt Lin Zhaozhao even more.

"Zhao Zhao, be careful!"

Song Changbai, who was closest to her, quickly stepped forward to protect Lin Zhaozhao's shoulders, preventing her from falling to the ground.

But now he was a stranger to Lin Zhaozhao after all. Lin Zhaozhao was like a frightened rabbit. After stabilizing herself, she quickly left his arms.

"Thank you, cousin." Lin Zhaozhao said with her eyes lowered.

Song Changbai scratched his head and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Zhao Zhao, you don't have to be polite to me."

Looking at his innocent and honest face, Lin Zhaozhao felt a trace of contempt in her heart for no reason. In her opinion, people like Song Changbai were the typical toad wanting to eat swan meat.

The men who had just returned home didn't know what had just happened. They only saw Lin Zhaozhao almost fall down due to Song Yuntang's pushing.

However, they did not blame Song Yuntang indiscriminately at the first moment.

"What's going on here?"