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Chapter 10: You Actually Hit Me?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Seeing that she had woken up, Song Meiyu immediately called out and caressed her face. “Baby, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

The moment she reached home, she saw her lying unconscious on the ground. She was so scared.

Song Chuyan had a guilty look on his face as he asked, “Are you… alright?”

Song Jiaren looked at him solemnly and said, “Thanks to you, I’m still alive. Didn’t you go take care of Song Youyou? Why are you still free to come to me?”

She felt sad for the Host. She became like this because of her brother, but he chose to side with an adopted daughter so easily.

Sensing something off, Song Meiyu frowned. “What’s going on?”

Song Chuyan’s lips moved, but he didn’t say anything.

Song Jiaren also closed her eyes. The atmosphere between the two was a little awkward.

The doctor rushed in with a report in his hand. When he saw that Song Jiaren had woken up, he said, “Miss Song’s body is fine. She probably fainted due to exhaustion.”

They didn’t find anything wrong after checking, so they could only use this excuse to explain.

Song Chuyan seemed to have found the reason. He said loudly, “Didn’t I say that you were pretending? Don’t even think about lying to me.”

Song Jiaren opened her eyes and walked down from the bed to look at Song Chuyan.

Song Chuyan was a little nervous, but he still held his ground and said, “What I said was—”

“Slap!”

Song Jiaren slapped him, interrupting him.

Song Chuyan covered his face and looked at her in disbelief.

He said angrily, “You… How dare you hit me? Is it my fault that I chose Youyou? Look at you. You’re fat and ugly. You’ve made me suffer so much since I was young. You don’t deserve to be my sister.”

“Slap!”

This slap was from Song Meiyu. Her eyes were red as she said, “Song Chuyan! How can you say such a b*stardly thing?”

Song Jiaren’s expression was very calm without a trace of anger or disappointment. She looked at him like he was a stranger.

“Song Chuyan, anyone can say those words. However, you cannot.”

“Since you’re unwilling to acknowledge me as your elder sister, I won’t have a younger brother from today onwards.”

Song Jiaren left the ward with the help of Song Meiyu, leaving Song Chuyan alone in a daze.

Song Youyou walked in and asked, “Where’s sis? Didn’t you say she fainted? How did she recover so quickly?”

Her words were hinting at something. Normally, Song Chuyan wouldn’t have cared about it. But now, he looked at Song Youyou strangely and said, “Are you happy that she has recovered?”

Song Youyou froze and said quickly, “I’m just worried that she will be angry with me. You took me away just now. You shouldn’t have left. You should have taken care of her first.”

Her voice was filled with grievance and uneasiness as she pushed all the blame onto him. Her eyes were glistening with tears.

Song Chuyan dispelled the doubts in his heart. Although he still felt that something was wrong because she was clearly the one who insisted that her stomach hurt.

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Song Jiaren went straight back to her room when she got home. She hadn’t finished the experiment just now.

The bottle that Song Youyou had used to deal with her last time was very important to her. Song Jiaren felt that it was something very important.

The bottle contained a blue liquid with an orchid fragrance. No matter how she examined it, it was not poisonous. This was strange. Could it be that the suffocation that day was not caused by this?

She spent the rest of the night rubbing her sore neck and looking at the half-used perfume. She still found nothing.

On the other hand, the poison in her body had made some progress. It was a very rare kind of scorpion poison. This kind of poison wouldn’t take a person’s life, but it would cripple a person. After all, if no matter how hard one tried, they weren’t able to lose their fat, along with the ugly birthmark, it would be enough to destroy a person in this superficial society.

It seemed that the man in the suit who drugged her and Song Chuyan didn’t want to kill them. Instead, he wanted to cripple them. Or rather, they were still useful and couldn’t die, but he couldn’t let them achieve anything.

As Song Jiaren analyzed the thoughts of the person behind it, a sound suddenly came from the window.