The Chubby Rich Daughter's Counterattack

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

She rubbed the jade pendant in her hand and hissed softly. This man really knew how to scheme.

He was obviously here for the jade pendant. How was he any different from those men in black? When he knew that she could cure his illness, he immediately changed his attitude and even made her owe him a favor.

Not only was this man dangerous, but he was also shameless, Song Jiaren concluded in her heart.

It was already late. Song Jiaren hurried home. When she reached the door of her house, she wanted to go in quietly, but she didn't expect to see the lights in the living room.

She found it strange. When she entered, she saw everyone from the Song family sitting neatly on the sofa. They didn't speak and their expressions were solemn.

Song Meiyu was the first to see Song Jiaren. She hurried over and asked, "Darling, where did you go so late at night?"

When Song Jiaren saw the obvious guilty look on Song Youyou's face, she could guess what was going on. She said, "Mom, I just went out for a while."

She wasn't sure how much Song Youyou had seen, so she replied ambiguously.

Wang Yaotian snorted and said, "If Youyou hadn't told us that you went out, we wouldn't have known that you had the habit of going out in the middle of the night. What good reason could a girl go out at night for?"

These words directly confirmed that Song Jiaren went out to fool around.

Song Youyou cried first and said pitifully, "Sis, I didn't do it on purpose. I only told Daddy and Mommy because I saw you go out and was worried that you were in danger."

Wang Yaotian immediately said, "You're too kind. If only she was half as well-behaved as you, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

When Song Jiaren heard this, she frowned and said, "Father, what have you worried about regarding me?"

Ever since Song Jiaren was poisoned and her body changed, she rarely stepped out of her room because of her low self-esteem. Why did they say that Song Jiaren liked to fool around outside?

Wang Yaotian did not expect his usually submissive daughter to speak to him so loudly. His expression immediately darkened as he said, "Song Jiaren, is this your manners? How can you speak to your father like this?"

After hearing this, Song Jiaren didn't even have time to reply before Meiyu got angry. "Then do you act like a father? She fainted today and you didn't even go to the hospital. I understand that you are busy, but did you ask her about it after you came back?"

Wang Yaotian calmed down after being scolded by Song Meiyu. He didn't have anything else to say, but there wasn't a trace of guilt in his eyes. There was only unwillingness and humiliation.

Song Jiaren felt that something was wrong, so she stole a few more glances at him. Normally, Wang Yaotian wouldn't treat her like this in front of Song Meiyu. Recently, he seemed to be getting more and more arrogant, as if he had support.

Song Meiyu snorted coldly. "My daughter is not someone that just anyone can criticize."

With that, she left the living room with Song Jiaren.

Song Jiaren looked at Song Meiyu, who was protecting her like a warrior, and the coldness in her heart melted. She only felt warmth in her heart and followed behind her obediently. So this was how it felt to be protected.

Song Youyou carefully tugged at Wang Yaotian's sleeve. Wang Yaotian's expression was cold, and there was no trace of warmth on his elegant face. It was full of malevolence. Only after Song Youyou reminded him did he snap back to reality. He said, "Youyou and Chuyan, go back to your rooms first. It's getting late. Rest early."

Before he left, he patted Song Chuyan's shoulder. He cared a lot about his only son.

Song Chuyan returned to his room, walked out, and knocked on Song Jiaren's door.

The moment Song Jiaren saw Song Meiyu off, she heard someone knocking on the door. Thinking that it was her, she opened the door but couldn't see who it was. "Mommy, is there anything else?"

Upon seeing that it was Song Chuyan, her eyes immediately dimmed. She said, "It's you. Is there something else?"

Song Chuyan didn't know what he was here for, but he still remembered the slap from that afternoon. The marks on his face had clearly disappeared, but they didn't seem to have disappeared either.

He looked at Song Jiaren's cold gaze and opened his mouth to say, "What did you do tonight?"