C11 Feud and Feud(1)

"Soong Shiyan, if I were you, I would have doubted it the first time we met in a coffee shop. Do you really think that someone who looks eighty to ninety percent like you is really just a coincidence? You're such a fool to believe this is fate between you and me. Yes, there is indeed some destiny between us, but unfortunately, it is just a bad fate! " Yan Duoya looked at Soong Shiyan, hatred raging in her eyes.

"No, you're lying! Father can't be cheating, he can't be betraying Mother! " Soong Shiyan shook her head with all her might, unwilling to believe Yan Duoya's words.

Seeing this, Yan Duoya laughed even harder: "Soong Shiyan, Soong Qigang, he is still a man after all. Moreover, he is a man with power. Do you really think that he will always be the same to your mother? If so, why was he with my mother? Don't you want to know how your mother died in the past? "

"Dad told me Mom bled to death after I was born. I killed Mom." Soong Shiyan said with tears in her eyes.

"Of course Soong Qigang would say that to you, but the fact is, of course, not like what he said. At that time, not long after your mother gave birth to you, Soong Qigang brought my mother to the ward where your mother was and threw her a divorce agreement. My mother was still pregnant with me at the time, so I can only blame your mother for not being able to bear the pain and being angered to death. "Hahaha..." Yan Duoya laughed until tears flowed out of her eyes.

Soong Shiyan snapped out of her shock, and after being silent for a while, she said coldly to Yan Duoya, "If that's the case, then why didn't he marry your mother after she passed away, since father wouldn't hesitate to cross eyes with my mother for your mother and daughter? Why didn't we take you back to the Soong Family to live with us? All these years, why has he allowed you to live as you please, ignoring you? "

Hearing this, Yan Duoya's face turned pale. The secret that she had buried in her heart for so many years was now revealed by Soong Shiyan in front of everyone, making her feel ashamed.

"All of you, leave first." Yan Duoya instructed the man beside her with a gloomy expression.

When the man leaning on Soong Shiyan heard this, he spoke with dissatisfaction, "Sister Yan, my gun is already loaded. You're telling me to leave now, aren't you just purposely playing with me?"

"Get out! If you still want to profit from me, you'd better not ignore me. " Yan Duoya looked at that man with a slightly colder gaze.

Seeing Yan Duoya's cold expression, the man could only stand up in embarrassment. He picked up his pants and left the warehouse with the other men. Seeing the situation, Soong Shiyan hurriedly sat up and put on her clothes while trembling. Then, she slowly stood up, clenching her fists tightly as she endured the fear and cowardice in her heart. She looked at Yan Duoya with a cold smile. "What? Did I prick your heart?"

Yan Duoya looked at Soong Shiyan when she heard what he said, and her face turned cold. "Pa!" A trickle of blood flowed out of the corner of Soong Shiyan's mouth.

The grace and dignity of Yan Duoya's disguise had disappeared. She grabbed Soong Shiyan's shoulders with all her might, digging her nails into her flesh. She glared hatefully at Soong Shiyan, the fire in her eyes raging as she tried to turn everything in front of her into ashes. She shouted like a madman, "Soong Shiyan, I hate you. I hate Jing Lanzhi. I hate Soong Qigang even more!" Her voice was trembling, a little husky and choked with sobs.

Yes, she hated him! She hated Soong Shiyan, hated her innocence and ignorance, hated her for being a princess when she was young. She hated Soong Qigang, hated his ruthlessness and his indifference to her all these years. She hated her mother Ye Faang, hated her vulgarity and selfishness, hated her for ruthlessly throwing herself at the door of an orphanage in order to go abroad with a rich old man.