Appropriating Family Assets

Song Chuyan said angrily, "Song Jiaren, you framed Yoyo and chased her out of the house. Now you want to kick me out too?"

"I knew it. They were right. You wanted to appropriate the Song family's assets. That's why you want to chase us out."

Song Meiyu suddenly slapped him and said angrily, "How can you say such things? She is your biological sister."

This was the second time Song Chuyan was slapped. He covered his face and wanted to retort, but when he saw the tears on Song Meiyu's face, he paused. This was the first time he saw her cry.

Ever since he was a child, his mother had always been tough and independent in his heart. It was as if nothing could crush her. The sudden vulnerability she revealed made Song Chuyan panic.

He hurriedly explained, "Mom, don't cry. I was wrong. Don't cry."

Seeing that Song Meiyu was still crying, he subconsciously looked at Song Jiaren. "Sis, what should we do…"

Song Jiaren looked at him meaningfully and ignored him. She brought Song Meiyu back to her room.

The mother and daughter slept on the same bed. Tonight, Song Jiaren hugged Song Meiyu like a mother would.

She had never experienced love from a mother, so she treasured it very much. She did not know how a daughter could express her love for her mother, so she could only protect her instinctively.

In the living room, Song Chuyan stood alone at the dining table. For a very long time, he didn't move. He didn't know why his family suddenly changed. It was all because of Song Jiaren…

He couldn't accept the fact that he had made Song Meiyu cry, so he could only push the guilt onto someone else.

After he figured it out, he went out to find Song Yoyo.

Song Yoyo was now living in a villa under Wang Yaotian's name. She was said to have been driven out of the Song family, but in reality, she was treated the same as she had been in the Song family. She wasn't as pitiful as Wang Yaotian had described.

When Song Chuyan arrived, Wang Yaotian happened to be there as well. The two of them were chatting and laughing about something. When they opened the door and saw Song Chuyan and Wang Yaotian, the smiles on their faces faded a little.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Song Chuyan, not knowing whether to enter or not, felt like an outsider as he stood outside the door.

In the end, Song Yoyo pulled him in.

Song Chuyan looked at the father and daughter duo who were chatting and laughing. He couldn't chime in at all and excused himself by saying that he had something to do.

He didn't know where to go as he walked. He had a family, but didn't seem to have one.

In the end, he still returned to the Song family home. The house was quiet and everyone had fallen asleep. Only he entered the room while brooding.

He suddenly felt a little wronged. He curled up on the sofa and accidentally fell asleep. He slept on the sofa for the entire night. When he woke up in the morning, he felt dizzy and his body temperature was a little high. In his daze, he saw a figure walking over.

A soft hand was placed on his forehead, and the warmth of the hand made him rub it comfortably. He unconsciously called out softly, "Sis… Sis…"

Song Jiaren sighed and looked at Song Chuyan, who was already delirious from the fever. She resigned herself to fate and helped him up before letting the driver take him to the hospital.

Song Chuyan woke up after receiving a drip in the hospital. When he opened his eyes, his first reaction was to look around. When he didn't see anyone, his mouth dropped agape and he covered his head with the blanket with a depressed expression.

"Won't you suffocate like this?" Song Jiaren walked in with the porridge the butler had just brought.

Song Chuyan suddenly took off the blanket and looked at Song Jiaren and the thermos in her hands. He was delighted but said stubbornly, "Who needs your fake kindness?"

Song Jiaren placed the thermos beside his hand and said, "I'm just here to see if you're dead or not. Since you're fine, I'll take my leave first."

Seeing that she was really about to go out, Song Chuyan quickly said, "Is there an older sister who behaves like you? I'm already sick, yet you don't care about me at all!"

Song Jiaren turned to look at him and said helplessly, "Didn't you say you didn't need my fake kindness?"

Song Chuyan was speechless. His handsome face blushed as he watched her leave.