Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

Chapter 1217: Chapter 1217 Tell Me the Truth

“I’m giving you three days to think it over, but now I’m going home.” Song Zishan readjusted her mask, which had slipped off due to her agitation, and took one last look at Lu Jianan before leaning in close, staring her down.

“I hate you, you betrayed me.”

“I didn’t betray you.” She had sworn never to do anything that would hurt Zishan, she had always…

Song Zishan stretched out her fair finger to touch Lu Jianan’s chest where her heart was, “You didn’t even realize, but from the first time we confronted Su Wen in the province, your heart has been biased. Am I wrong? It’s funny, for someone like me who’s gotten to this point with no true friends, the only one I had was you.”

“I… I felt the same towards you…”

“You don’t understand yourself, but I understand you better. Think carefully about whether or not you will help me, I won’t force you this time.” After she spoke, she brushed past Jianan, her figure quickly disappearing into the vast snow.

The snowflakes in the sky were getting denser, and the light snow that had started had, at some point, turned into a heavy downfall.

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At that moment, the atmosphere in the Song family was so tense it was suffocating. Suddenly, a sharp “crash!” was heard as a teacup shattered, sending a shiver down one’s spine. The housekeeper downstairs cautiously glanced up but didn’t dare to boldly go upstairs to clean up.

Just wait longer!

And upstairs in the small tea room specially used for receiving guests, Song Jinyan was facing off against Old Master Xu Song. The grandson and grandfather had always been on good terms; Jinyan had been clever and sensible since he was young, with an early maturity that made him the perfect successor.

He had never let down the Song family, never let down Old Master Xu.

But now, no one could have expected the grandfather and grandson to fall out like this.

“Grandfather, just tell me yes or no. Is Su Xuewen really my second uncle?” Finally, Song Jinyan broke the silence with a pointed question.

“Shut up, just shut up!” Old Master Xu Song erupted, “I’m not dead yet! How dare you doubt your second uncle, who gave you the right.”

He had forgotten; his grandson had grown up, his wings were strong, and he had become an eagle soaring the skies.

If it hadn’t been for Jinyan being too harsh on Zishan this time, he wouldn’t have noticed what Jinyan was doing under his watch. Although Jinyan had never liked his second uncle’s family and always stayed out of Zishan’s affairs, not even bothering to interfere,

this time, Jinyan had treated Zishan like a disposable pawn and thrown her out. Without his silent approval, Zhou Hengyang’s tactics would not have been as swift and thorough as lightning.

When Old Master Xu got the news, he immediately knew that Jinyan had discovered something, which was why he hated Zishan so much.

What could it be that made him despise his cousin to the point of treating her like a discardable pawn?

There was only one answer.

Old Master Xu’s mind raced as he looked at Song Jinyan with a mixture of fury, satisfaction, and pride.

In the gaze they exchanged, hidden sharpness clashed, like a sudden blizzard slamming together, causing the entire world to tremble unrestrainedly.

In the end, Old Master Xu Song gave a hoarse and aged response, “No.” He could not admit it.

Song Jinyan’s handsome face turned ashen, and his thin lips curved into a mocking smile. “Grandfather, do you think you can still deceive me now?”

“Indeed, you’ve grown up; you’re no longer the Song Jinyan of the past.”

“Then tell me the truth.”

“The truth, I’ve already told you. Your second uncle’s name is Song Jiaming, not some Su Xuewen.” Old Master Xu Song’s attitude was firm, any previous weakness seeming like an illusion, as he still stood as the iron-blooded general.