Chapter 653: Framing Song Jingwan
Translator: Yunyi
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Song Rui glared at Zhou Manli and warned her not to say another word.
She could think whatever she wanted, but how could this woman be so stupid? She actually dared to speak the truth in front of so many business partners.
Even if Song Weiwei was really his biological daughter, it was nothing special to Song Rui.
She was even less important than Song Jingwan in his heart.
Song Jingwan was his daughter whom he had carefully groomed. She was outstanding in all aspects, and the benefits she could bring in the future were far beyond what Song Weiwei, his newfound daughter, could compare to.
What did she have to offer?
But if he did not agree, he didn’t know what Zhou Manli would do.
He let out a breath, gritted his teeth, and let go of her.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from somewhere. “Eh? Is that so? I seem to have heard that your previous daughter had moved out a long time ago?”
“This…”
The atmosphere fell into a stalemate again.
…
Song Jingwan didn’t know that Song Rui had been forced into a dilemma by Zhou Manli’s stupidity. She was wearing a beautiful dress, gently shaking her goblet, and looking at the isolated Song Weiwei from afar with a smirk on her lips.
No one paid attention to her, so she could only sit in the corner, dejected.
“I’m sorry, I’ll be leaving for a moment.”
Song Jingwan elegantly nodded at her friends and walked towards Song Weiwei.
“How is it? Now do you know what you’re lacking?”
Song Weiwei was stunned as she raised her head.
Behind the other party was a huge crystal chandelier. The lights were bright and dazzling. Song Jingwan was wearing a light pink dress, holding a gla.s.s of wine and smiling at her proudly.
“Mom is only treating you well because she feels guilty. I’m sure you understand this, right?” Song Jingwan raised her eyebrows. After seeing Song Weiwei’s state tonight, Song Jingwan felt that all the pent-up anger in her heart seemed to have been swept away.
“No one in the Song Family welcomes you. Do you really think that you can enter the upper cla.s.s just by stepping into the Song Family? Then why are you still sitting here alone? Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful…”
Song Jingwan covered her lips and giggled. Her eyes were unbelievably gentle.
Her voice was so low that others could not hear her clearly; they thought she was getting along very well with her sister.
“Yeah…”
Song Weiwei’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice sounded lost. “I realized that I can’t integrate into this world at all.”
She stood up and slowly walked toward Song Jingwan.
Song Jingwan was oblivious, her eyebrows full of pride. “So, you should go back to where you came from! Wake up! Only the slums are the most suitable for you!”
Her words were vicious and extremely sarcastic. Song Weiwei raised her small face slightly and forced a smile at her.
Song Jingwan was caught off guard. Her wrist was suddenly grabbed and with a splash, red wine rolled down Song Weiwei’s hair, and the water stains messed up her makeup.
To outsiders, they only saw Song Jingwan splash the wine with an angry expression.
The dramatic scene attracted the attention of the crowd.
They were discussing animatedly, neither too far nor too close as they pointed at Song Jingwan.
“Are you crazy?!”
Song Jingwan was on the verge of tears. What on earth was Song Weiwei doing? How could she pull such a cheap trick?
Reality proved that it didn’t matter whether it was cheap or not, as long as it worked.
Song Weiwei shrank her shoulders and s.h.i.+vered, her eyes soon reddened. But she didn’t cry.. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she held them back.