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Song Qinglan pounced towards Song Shuqing, and it looked like her hair was about to be cut off.

Fu Yanting blocked Song Wanqing in time to prevent her from getting into trouble.

"Lan, calm down." From the day of my wedding, it was impossible for us. You'll find better girls like you. "

Song Qinglan raised her head to look at Fu Yating, tears flowing down her painstakingly painted face. But she couldn't care less.

She should have understood the attitude that Yan Ting had towards Song Shuqing when he entered the room. He was not the same as before. He was beginning to accept that bitch. But she had been deceiving herself.

She had waited for so long, why should she give up her position as Madam Fu?

"Yan Ting, you can't break up with me." How can you do this when the feelings between us are so deep? "Yan Ting, if I don't force you, I'll just obediently be the woman behind you. I don't need a name anymore. Please don't break up with me, okay?"

This was probably the most pathetic period of Song Qinglan's life. However, she didn't care as long as Fu Zating remained behind.

"Lan'er, forget about me." Fu Yating said in a low voice.

Song Qinglan grabbed Fu Zhaoting's hand and slowly slid it down. Grief once again filled her eyes. Then, she cast a despairing glance at Fu Zating before she ran back up the stairs.

He Wanping, who was following behind Song Qinglan, was too shocked to react in time. Now that he saw Song Qinglan rush up the stairs, He Wanping finally realized what had happened.

"Lan."

He Wanping put the dish in her hand on the table and quickly chased after her. He didn't forget to glare fiercely at Song Wanqing before he left.

Song Wanqing could sense that her life would not be peaceful after this.

Song Qinglan would never give up so easily. However, Fu Zating's words today had completely pulled her hatred level towards him.

For a moment, Song Wanqing felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

Song Weizheng's expression also turned ugly.

"Yan Ting, I know that you are saying things a little too excessively now, but you have always been aware of Lan'er's physical condition. How could she accept such a blow? "

"Dad, this is the best thing to do. Since I'm married, the only one who can continue to maintain this state is Lan'er. "Dad, accompany her more with mom. I'll take Sang Qing back first."

Fu Yan pulled Song Xianqing out, and Song wanted to stay. However, it was evident that Fu Ting was very determined this time around. As he watched the two leave, Song Weiye's expression became even more serious.

After getting on the car, Song Wanqing could no longer hold it in.

"Fu Ting, why are you lying?" "If this happens, Song Qing Lan will definitely hate me to death."

"Even if he didn't say that, wouldn't he hate you?"

With just one sentence, Song Wanqing did not know how to refute.

At this moment, in the Song Family, Song Qinglan had already smashed the things in the room to the ground.

"Lan, don't be like this. You're scaring your mother to death! "

"Lan, there's only one man. You can find better ones in the future." "Forget Fu Zating." Song Weizheng also tried to persuade him.

"Give up? Why should I give up? That's my man. [That bitch Song Wanqing. Did she really think that she would be able to tie down Yan Ting just because she was pregnant with a child?] I won't give her that chance! "

As she spoke, Song Wanqing's face became more and more ferocious. The ruthlessness in her eyes made even He Wanping's heart tremble.

"Lan, calm down. Don't do anything stupid!"

He Wanping was so scared that she hurriedly went forward to protect Song Qinglan, afraid that she would do something.

"Silly thing? Mom, you can rest assured that I won't do that. Mom, didn't you say that you would perform a heart surgery? It's time to make the arrangements. "

The corners of Song Qinglan's mouth curled up into a strange smile.