Chapter 442 - Song Yuanxi, Who Exactly Are You? (2) T (1/2)
Chapter 442: Song Yuanxi, Who Exactly Are You? (2)
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Qiao Lian stood outside the door quietly, listening to the conversation that was going on inside the room.
They were probably halfway through their discussion, and it wasn't a happy one.
Just when she had arrived, she heard Shen Liangchuan speaking in a suppressed cold tone, ”… Song Yuanxi!” His voice sounded tense.
Although Song Yuanxi's voice was trembling, she spoke stubbornly, ”Brother Liangchuan, what did I do wrong? She's not fit to be part of the team!”
”Whether she's fit or not, it's not for you to decide!”
Song Yuanxi laughed derisively and snapped back, ”Then who has the say? You? Brother Liangchuan, have you fallen in love with her?”
Shen Liangchuan kept silent and did not answer her.
Song Yuanxi gave a bitter laugh that was at the same time chilling. ”Brother Liangchuan, indeed, you have fallen for her. This is a joke… How could you fall in love with her? And be so protective towards her? She does not deserve it! And I will set her up so that she cannot remain in the Shen Family! I want her to—”
”Enough!” Shen Liangchuan cut her off sharply. ”I warned you after the last incident.”
Song Yuanxi continued boldly, ”So what?”
”How are you going to punish me?” her voice choked with emotions. ”Are you going to send me away again? Or are you going to cut off my bank account? Or call the police and throw me in jail?”
She continued, ”Brother Liangchuan, you may have forgotten all that had happened eight years ago, but I haven't!”
She took a step forward and asked forcefully, ”Tell me, have I done anything wrong?”
She shook her head and took a step back. Without waiting for Shen Liangchuan's answer, she continued to speak. ”No, I did nothing wrong. You're the one in the wrong. You forgot your initial intention… you forgot that it was a fake marriage!”
The words 'fake marriage' were like knives piercing viciously through Qiao Lian's heart.
Finding it increasingly difficult to stomach the conversation, Qiao Lian, who was still standing outside the room, turned pale and retreated.