Chapter 93

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09 slowly typed a question mark: “I reasonably doubt that when they say ‘Big Sister’ and ‘Little Sister,’ they’re not referring to the same thing.”

Liu Ying was hopeful, Song Xuehen teased, and 09 complained.

Nie Lingbo smirked slightly, her maple-syrup-colored eyes shimmering like waves, as if to willingly ensnare the person under her gaze and drown them in it.

Song Pianxian refused to be outdone, or perhaps she knew exactly what Nie Lingbo loved about her, what version of herself could captivate Nie Lingbo’s entire being.

Song Pianxian smiled at Nie Lingbo.

Gentle, shy, sweet, innocent.

“Big Sister.”

Normally, paternity tests take about a week to produce results, but since the Song Family was eager, the testing center naturally expedited the process, and the results could be obtained the next day.

Therefore, Liu Ying suppressed her impatience, eagerly awaiting the results on the following day. As soon as she returned to the Song residence, she ordered the steward to send someone to the testing center to wait, ready to retrieve the documents as soon as they were available.

The steward hurriedly complied with the order, and Liu Ying, feeling unwell, rested on the sofa after the exertion of the trip. She usually had a demeanor of indifference, but today she wore a constant smile on her face, which the servants noticed and discussed amongst themselves.

“Madam seems so happy. That person is probably our young miss.”

“But hasn’t the results not come out yet?”

“I heard that there’s a connection between mothers and daughters, maybe biological ones are different—”

“Don’t gossip. If I catch you slacking off again, you’ll be fired on the spot!” A stern shout came from behind, startling the servants. They turned around to see Luo Ruzhi.

“Madam, we were just gossiping, just gossiping.”

Luo Ruzhi furrowed her brows and said sternly, “What are you all doing gathered on the terrace? Your bonuses for this month will be withheld. Any further offenses will result in immediate termination.”

In front of their mistress, the servants dared not argue and quickly dispersed to their respective positions.

After Luo Ruzhi left, the terrace where the gossipy servants had gathered was slowly covered with fine gray ashes, drifting down like smoke.

Song Fei leaned half of her body against the second-floor window sill, holding a slender cigarette between her fingers. With a flick, the cigarette ash fluttered down.

The maid’s words, along with the drifting cigarette ash, floated up to the second floor, carried by the wind into her ears.

Song Fei bit the cigarette butt, drooping her eyelids, and stood there for a long time.

It wasn’t until the maid’s voice came from outside, “Miss, Madam asked me to bring you double skin milk.”

Only then did Song Fei remove the cigarette from her mouth. “Just leave it at the door.”

After the maid left, she brought the double skin milk inside.

She liked to eat double skin milk, her mother always remembered.

But now she was genuinely happy for another “daughter”, her own biological daughter, who had never truly existed. In the many years of her absence, it was Song Fei who occupied her position and enjoyed the love and resources that belonged to her.

Now that the other party might finally come back and reclaim what rightfully belonged to her, what reason did Song Fei have to compete with her?

The one least qualified to resist the other was herself.

Song Fei sneered sarcastically.

Then she should refuse these things that didn’t belong to her from now on.

Her expression turned cold, her right hand lifted, raising the cigarette, which was close to burning out, above the double skin milk.

The cigarette ash burned inch by inch, her shoulders trembling, and her hand holding the cigarette shook uncontrollably. The fragile cigarette ash became looser and looser, trembling, about to fall into the soft and sweet double skin milk.

Suddenly, Song Fei moved her hand away.

She pressed out the cigarette butt and threw it aside, abandoning it like a worn-out shoe.

She picked up the double skin milk, scooped up a large spoonful, and took a sip, then another, tears mixing with the sickly sweet double skin milk, swallowing mouthful after mouthful.

There was a muffled sob in her throat.

Confused, aggrieved, uneasy, and sad, mixed with the double skin milk her mother sent, swallowed back bit by bit.

Liu Ying’s husband, Song Sen, was the head of the Song Family in this generation. As his wife, Liu Ying had been abroad for a long time. Suddenly returning to the country naturally attracted attention from all sides.

Before, it was fine when Song Xuehen, the second mistress of the Song Family, returned home to visit relatives. But now, the main mistress had also returned. Could it be that the Song Family had new plans for the mainland market?

Just as discussions were starting, the invitations to Mrs. Song’s visit had just been written up and hadn’t even been sent out when invitations from the Song Family were received from all sides.

“Did the eldest daughter of the Song Family, who disappeared for over ten years, really return?” Xia Lei returned from shopping, feeling refreshed. Just as she scooped up a piece of chilled watermelon and was about to eat it, she heard Big Sister drop such a bombshell, nearly dropping the real watermelon she held in her hand.

She looked at the exquisite invitation in Big Sister’s hand and asked eagerly with the watermelon in her arms, “That’s the Song Family, a real-life Cinderella story? Is it true? Is it really that intense? So darn exciting!”

“Where did you learn such vulgar language?” Xia Zhang glared at her, then looked deeply at her silly Little Sister and said with a click of her tongue, “This person has some connection with you.”

“What?” Xia Lei’s eyes lit up. “Could it be someone I unwittingly helped is coming back to repay the favor? Maybe I could even marry into the Song Family? I told you, Xi Heng is completely unworthy of me. He’s not even worthy of spending money on me.”

Xia Zhang looked at her Little Sister with affection. “You don’t need to be so confident in yourself.”

“It’s a reasonable deduction.” Xia Lei was not pleased to see Big Sister teasing her. Holding the large watermelon, she leaned in to see the front of the invitation in Big Sister’s hand. “Let me see, I want to know too.”

Xia Zhang flipped the invitation over and pointed her finger. “Just read this, out loud.”

“Song… Pianxian…” Xia Lei obediently read it, then paused, dumbfounded. “Song Pianxian…???” She was completely stunned.

The name Song Pianxian wasn’t well-known in the business world, and Xi Heng was just a newcomer making his mark. He wasn’t the world’s richest man; not everyone cared about who he was dating, let alone his girlfriend.

Those who knew little about Song Pianxian and Xi Heng’s relationship were now marveling.

Xi Heng, oh Xi Heng, he had a crush on Nie Lingbo from the Nie Family, but instead of finding a stand-in for Nie Lingbo, he found the missing daughter of the Song Family.

After the fact, there would undoubtedly be many who claimed they had foreseen it.

“Xi Heng doesn’t even think about it. If someone looks so much like Nie Lingbo, wouldn’t there be some family relationship? He’s really daring.”

“Let’s say it nicely, she’s his girlfriend, but how many others does Xi Heng have outside? Ms. Song is being played. It’s really pitiful.”

“In the past, it was pitiful for Ms. Song, but now… It was so hard for the Song Family to find their daughter, and they don’t even cherish her. Xi Heng is finished.”

“There’s no need for so much talk. Women are sentimental. If Xi Heng handles it well, he might soar to the top. The Song Family is very strong in technology. If Xi Heng can connect with the Song Family’s laboratory, he’ll make money effortlessly in the future.”

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The center of public opinion, Xi Heng, surprisingly heard the news from Fu Siyuan. The reason was that the Song Family didn’t send him an invitation.

Now, Xi Heng didn’t need to investigate the relationship between Song Pianxian and Song Xuehen anymore.

Just as Xi Heng was beginning to speculate a bit, the truth came crashing down like a mountain, leaving him stunned for half a day without regaining his senses.

Fu Siyuan urged, “What are you staring blankly for? I barely managed to get this news from your grandma. Was I supposed to shock you with it? Hurry up and prepare properly. Have you made a new suit recently? In a few days, you’ll go to the Song Family banquet with your sister.”

Xi Heng was still a bit confused and subconsciously asked, “Am I going?”

Bai Rong chimed in from the side, “Of course you’re going! You’re Song Pianxian’s first boyfriend. How can you not go? Just explain the misunderstanding about the breakup. Girls always remember their first love.”

She didn’t say it, but men do too. Just by looking at Fu Siyuan, one could tell. Anyway, Bai Rong was very confident in this set. At this moment, she couldn’t bear to see her son miss such a good opportunity.

“That’s Song Sen’s only biological daughter! After Song Pianxian returns, what is Song Fei? If Song Pianxian marries you, the main house of the Song Family will be yours in the future.”

This was how Fu Siyuan relied on the Xi Family to rise. At this moment, having his son do this, they felt justified and even proud.

“My son is amazing. He casually dates a college student who turns out to be from the Song Family. He’s destined for greatness, haha.”

“Yes, you talk to Song Pianxian properly. As long as she’s willing to marry you, your father and I will definitely break off the engagement with the Xia Family!”

Xi Heng listened to his parents’ words, one after another, feeling impatient. “Stop it for now, let me think.”

“You still need to think about it?”

“…” Xi Heng felt embarrassed. He didn’t want to tell his parents that he had been rejected by Song Pianxian time and time again.

Another reason was that upon hearing that Song Pianxian was actually the heiress of the Song Family, a sense of regret and pain for missing out on a tremendous treasure tormented him. He felt an unbearable ache in his heart, and his desire for Song Pianxian grew stronger.

He wanted to see Song Pianxian.

After Xi Heng made up his mind, Fu Siyuan immediately used his father’s authority to pressure Xi Zihua. Unexpectedly, Xi Zihua, this time, wasn’t as stubborn. After arguing back a few times, she said:

“This is the last time. Don’t ask me for anything in the future.”

“He’s your younger brother, how could you treat him like this?” Fu Siyuan disagreed and, after thinking about it, felt triumphant. “Besides, your brother is more promising than you. In the future, you might end up asking your brother for help.”

Xi Zihua rolled her eyes on the spot.

Was this family really thinking about peaches? Yes, in Xi Zihua’s concept, Fu Siyuan had long ceased to be her father.

Without Fu Siyuan needing to say it, she understood. Wasn’t it just lusting after the Song Family’s wealth?

Truly like father, like son. This year’s zodiac son is good at digging holes.

Daydreaming, with a frozen brain.

But no matter what, her task was done.

After Fu Siyuan left, Xi Zihua called Nie Lingbo:

“Sister Lingbo, the task you entrusted me with is done.”

“Mmm, thank you for your hard work.”

“How are you planning to deal with Xi Heng?” Xi Zihua sensed that she was about to be happy again, after all, Xi Heng’s pain was her source of happiness.

Nie Lingbo chuckled softly, and Xi Zihua quickly moved her phone away. This woman’s voice was like music to the ears.

“I’m just giving a reminder to the Song Family.”

“Oh.” Xi Zihua suddenly realized, so they wanted to send Xi Heng to the recognition banquet to provoke the Song Family. “How far will the Song Family go for Song Pianxian?”

“I’m curious too,” Nie Lingbo said slowly.

On the evening when the paternity test results came out, Song Sen immediately postponed an international summit and returned to China.

The next day, after communicating with Song Pianxian, they distributed invitations and prepared for the recognition banquet.

Before the recognition banquet, there was also a family banquet within the Song Family. Therefore, the main branches of the Song Family all returned to the ancestral home in China within three days from various parts of the world, and each branch felt honored to receive the invitation.

The level of importance the Song Family placed on Song Pianxian was evident.

Nie Lingbo, like a leopard hidden in the darkness, scrutinized every move of the Song Family with sharp eyes.

She hoped that the Song Family would give her a satisfactory answer regarding Xi Heng’s matter.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t feel at ease leaving Song Pianxian temporarily in the hands of the Song Family.

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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu

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