Song Jiaojiao was a little confused after being yelled at. She bit her lower lip with her teeth and grabbed the hem of her clothes with her fingers. After a long while, she said: "How can it be the same!"
"Why is it different?"
Song Xueni sneered, knowing that Song Jiaojiao was just being tough: "Is it just because you are a member of the Song family? You are only allowed to feel sorry for others, but others are not allowed to feel sorry for you?"
Song Jiaojiao opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
"Song Jiaojiao, you are not young anymore, you should know how to distinguish right from wrong."
Seeing her like this, Song Xueni sighed helplessly.
Song Jiaojiao was pampered by Song Wenmo and became arrogant and overbearing, but she was not evil-minded.
"Third sister..."
Song Jiaojiao had tears in her eyes.
"Third sister, I'm sorry, it was my fault before."
Song Jiaojiao threw herself into Song Xueni's arms, hugged her waist and cried loudly, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances these days.
Song Xueni's body was a little stiff.
Although she and Song Jiaojiao are both granddaughters of the Song family, they have never been close. This is the first time that Song Jiaojiao has shown her vulnerability in front of her.
After all, they had been living together for so many years. Song Xueni still felt a little sorry for her and raised her hand to pat her back gently.
Yang Tian watched from the side with surprise in his eyes. Women's emotions are so strange.
Just a moment ago, he looked like he was going to kill the opponent, but in the blink of an eye, he was ready to kill him.
He himself didn't care about what Song Jiaojiao had done before.
They are just controlled puppets.
"Yang Tian, I'm sorry."
Song Jiaojiao finally put away her tears and turned to look at Yang Tian with a little shame on her face: "I didn't mean to target you, it was..."
"I know."
Yang Tian nodded.
Yang Tian didn't mind the gesture, which made Song Jiaojiao feel even more embarrassed and bit her lower lip.
"Now that grandpa is dead, what are you going to do in the future?"
Song Xuanni knew Yang Tian well and knew that he would not really care about Song Jiaojiao, so she did not worry too much about Yang Tian's situation. Instead, she was a little worried about Song Jiaojiao's current situation.
Without Song Wenmo, the Song family is no longer Song Jiaojiao's safe haven.
"I have no idea."
Song Jiaojiao lowered her head and stared at her toes in embarrassment: "Song Qingshan will not let me go."
"How about you leave Huadu."
Song Xueni was also a little embarrassed.
But her abilities were limited, and there was nothing else she could do to help Song Jiaojiao.
"No way."
Song Jiaojiao shook her head in despair.
If she could leave Huadu, she would have done so long ago, and there is no way she could have been controlled by Song Qingshan for so long.
It's even more impossible for Song Qingshan to force her to do so many things that she doesn't want to do.
"What's more, I can't worry about the Song family."
Tears appeared in Song Jiaojiao's eyes again: "Even if I can go to a strange place anonymously, I don't want to go. I grew up in the Song family, and I really don't trust Song Qingshan as the head of the Song family."
"There's no need to leave."
Yang Tian said.
Seeing the two girls worried, Yang Tian just felt that it was unnecessary.
"But if she doesn't leave, she will still be controlled by Song Qingshan."
Song Xueni looked at him puzzled.
"Song Qingshan won't live long."
Yang Tian said in a deep voice.
Song Qingshan repeatedly targeted him, and he was already a dead person in his heart.
"Go in and talk."
Yang Tian glanced at the burning van and Song Jiaojiao, whose face was covered in blood, then turned and walked into the Digital Leap Company.
The three of them came to the office. As soon as Yang Tian sat down, he took out his mobile phone and called Wang Dahu.
