C5

"Sister, living is better than dying. You should be able to experience it. Besides, the Zhuo Family is very rich. If you marry them, you won't have to suffer in the countryside with Grandma."

Song Zihan walked over and pulled away the hair on Zi Yan's forehead.

"You're wrong, I've never felt bitter being with Ah Ma. On the contrary, it's called living like a year in the Song Family. If you're still my sister, please let me go if you still have humanity."

Zi Yan pretended to be strong as she looked at this big sister who had been calling out for nearly 13 years.

"Sister, I know you've suffered a lot in this family, so now is the time for you to enjoy life." Sister, I know you've suffered a lot in this family, so now is the time for you to enjoy life in Taiwan.

Song Zihan tried to deceive his little sister. In the Song Family, they had only learned how to be selfish and never had any feelings for a sister.

"Leave. I won't marry you. I won't let you have your wish even if I have to die again."

Zi Yan's eyes were filled with determination. Having died once, in exchange for six years of blissful life, she no longer had any regrets.

"Sister, why are you doing this? Now that Mommy is gone, no one will mistreat you anymore, so don't think too hard. "

Song Zihan held Zi Yan's shoulder, trying to express his sisterhood.

"You can leave, but please remember, you won't have your wish. You can marry my corpse to the Zhuo Family."

Zi Yan stood up, fiercely grabbing the chopsticks on the table, grabbing them and piercing them into her throat.

"Sister, don't be so silly. If you really don't want to marry, you can go find Dad. So the person Zhuo wanted was Third Sister, and she was the one who snitched on you and kept you alive."

Song Zihan, who was well-versed in martial arts, grabbed his chopsticks at the critical moment and told Zi Yan the truth.

"You all … Can't you think I'm dead? " Zi Yan let go of her hands and knelt down powerlessly on the ground.

"If you had truly died six years ago, it might have been none of your business. Who told you not to die then?"

Song Zi let out a cold sigh, as if the person in front of him wasn't her little sister.

"I'm dead. If it wasn't for Grandma, I would already be dead. Why can't you all just treat me as dead?"

Zi Yan was hugging her head, those terrifying and terrifying memories were pressing down on her mind, as if they wanted to tear her to shreds.

"Don't let your thoughts run wild, I'll go call your dad for you. Talk to your dad properly."

Song Zihan stood up, thought for a moment, and then took the food along with the chopsticks.

"Darling, can daddy go in?"

Zi Yan was hugging her knees as she sat on the ground. It was as if she had returned to six years ago, and her body was shaking uncontrollably. But at this moment, her father came in.

The door had already been pushed open, so why ask if it was okay? It was really quite hypocritical.

"You don't need to come in, I won't marry. Six years ago, my surname was no longer Song."

Zi Yan coldly said without raising her head.

He was her father's man in name, so he couldn't even remember her name. If it wasn't for Song Laidi, he probably would have forgotten her.

"It's not that you don't want to be surnamed Song, but I'm still your guardian in law."

Song Qianshan closed the door as he walked over to Zi Yan with a cold expression and said viciously.