Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Can’t You Forget That Bitch?!
The butler looked anxious: "Sir, I was just about to mention this. Madam and Miss... they said they want to move out."
"Hmph!"
Song Huaizhong let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, "They make a mess they can’t clean up, and now they throw a tantrum at me? They’re getting more and more rebellious! Where are the two of them?!"
The butler shrank back a little and pointed upstairs.
"Madam and Miss are... packing their luggage now."
"I want to see what tricks they can pull off!"
Saying this, Song Huaizhong stepped upstairs, his face pale with anger.
...
Upstairs, Song Anqi was sobbing, "Mom, are we really moving out?"
"What else? Hmph! Old Song, that spineless figure, cowers in front of Lu Jihan when it concerns a hundred million!"
Jiang Lan cursed and said, "Not even considering the money, just talking about you, you’re his own daughter, yet he sides with that bitch Song Yinyin! It’s so heartless! This life is unbearable."
With her mother’s words, Song Anqi felt emboldened.
"Mom, since Dad doesn’t love me anymore, you have to stand up for me. Now I have nothing left, no reputation, no fame, not even Lu Jihan... who is devoted to Song Yinyin..."
"Don’t worry! Mom knows how to stand up for you!" Jiang Lan’s voice was cold.
When Song Huaizhong reached the doorway, the door was ajar, and they couldn’t see from inside that someone was outside.
His hand had just touched the handle when he heard Jiang Lan’s sharp voice again.
"No! If I don’t vent this anger, I’ll surely die from suffocation." Saying this, Jiang Lan took out her phone.
"Hello, it’s me."
Her voice instantly turned cold:
"Find a few experienced people to teach that bitch Song Yinyin a lesson. Remember, do it cleanly, leave no traces. If you handle this well for me, I’ll give you a handsome reward, just like last time, enough for a lifetime."
Having been Mrs. Song for so long, Jiang Lan naturally had her own connections.
But this was something Song Huaizhong never imagined; he instantly realized something and pushed the door open directly and walked in.
He grabbed her phone away: "Hello?"
The person on the other end immediately hung up upon hearing his voice.
"Hello? Speak? Hello..." Realizing the other party had hung up, Song Huaizhong cursed in anger.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Lan and Song Anqi were startled by his sudden intrusion.
"Husband?!"
"Dad—"
Song Huaizhong, still fuming, pointed at the phone and questioned Jiang Lan: "Who were you calling just now? Did you arrange for someone to trouble Yinyin? How many times have I told you to behave!"
Initially shocked by his angry rush in, Jiang Lan’s face turned pale.
But hearing his reprimand, she suddenly exploded:
"How can I behave? My daughter was bullied, and you expect me to endure it? You might be able to, but I can’t, I’m not as pathetic as you..."
Bang—
Song Huaizhong raised his hand and slapped Jiang Lan unceremoniously.
The slap stunned Jiang Lan.
After a moment, she snapped back, her hands trembling, eyes glaring furiously.
"Well, Song Huaizhong, you actually hit me? You, you... still can’t forget that bitch Xiao Yueru?"
The veins on Song Huaizhong’s forehead throbbed, but he said nothing.
