"People say that my Dad is cruel, sending me overseas when I was only two.
"Right now, I think you're much crueler than my Dad.
"At least, my Dad would never kill his own mother with his hands or be vicious enough to destroy his nephew's life."
Song Zixuan came in front of Song Zhuolan and stopped. His eyes met Song Zhuolan's eyes for an instant.
"In fact, I really want to ask, what do you want? Money? Power? Can the Song family not give you these things?
"If the Song family really can't give you these things, what have you been enjoying all these years?
"Do you really think you've been enjoying the prosperity of the Ye family all these years?"
There was obvious ridicule at the corners of Song Zixuan's mouth as he turned to Ye Nambo in disdain.
"You Mom doesn't understand, but you should, right? Without the Song family, you and your Mom are nothing in the Ye family!"
"Song Zixuan, you…!"
