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The one standing at the entrance was Fu Yanting.

Noticing the frown on Fu Ting and Song Shiqing's face, they turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Even though Mo Chengfeng had already explained it to Fu Zhaoting for him. However, Song Wanqing still did not wish to meet Fu Zhaoting.

Firstly, she still needed to digest what Mo Chengfeng said. Secondly, Fu Zitian and Song Qinglan were soon going to get married. At this critical juncture, she no longer wished to have anything to do with Fu Zating. It took a lot of effort for those people from the Song Family to achieve their goal. If the news of her meeting with Fu Yanting were to spread out, it would probably bring her no benefits at all.

Fu Yanting, who had yet to enter the elevator, had already caught up to her. He grabbed her wrist. The strength of the hand made Song Wanqing's frown furrow even deeper.

"Mister Fu, we are no longer related. Please let me go."

Song Wanqing struggled, but no matter how much she struggled, Fu Yanting continued to grip her tightly. This made Song Wanqing very upset.

She really couldn't understand why Fu Yating was here today. If escaping was not possible, then she could only see what Fu Yating had come to find her for.

"If Mister Fu has something to say, then go ahead and say it."

"Are you really not the Song Family's daughter?"

Fu Yating's question surprised Song Xianqing.

"Whether I'm the daughter of the Song Family or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, Mister Fu."

Fu Yanting frowned slightly as a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes. However, this trace of displeasure was quickly suppressed by him.

"I'm sorry."

Actually, he had already investigated thoroughly the whole matter of Fu Zhaoting coming to question Song Shiqing today. Although he still didn't know Song Wanqing's background, he thought she was the daughter of the Song Family. He treated her coldly and even intentionally made her sad.

He, Fu Ting, indeed did not like the Song Clan. However, he clearly knew his gratitude and grudges. Since Song Xianqing wasn't a member of the Song Clan, he shouldn't have hurt her.

At this moment, Song Wanqing's face was filled with astonishment. She had never thought that she could hear the word 'sorry' coming out of Fu Yating's mouth.

"What did you say?"

"I'm sorry."

This time, Song Wanqing heard it clearly.

Song Wanqing recalled what Mo Chengfeng said before. He said that Fu Zhaoting wasn't as bad as she thought. Back then, she thought that it was because Mo Chengfeng and Fu Zhaoting were friends. He wanted to say something good for him.

Song Xianqing didn't know why Fu Yanting would suddenly say such words. Fu Yanting was still gripping her wrist tightly. His slender fingers were pressed tightly against the skin of her wrist. Her heartbeat gradually spread through his fingers.

"I accept. Now you can let go of my hand. "

Song Wanqing struggled again.

"I can release your hand, but you have to cooperate with me."

This time, it was even more impossible for Song Wanqing to understand Fu Zhaoting's thoughts.

Through the series of events that had occurred during this period of time, Song Xianqing could feel that Fu Yating had some grudge with the Song Clan. Moreover, Fu Ting's attitude towards her had also changed significantly. All of this was because Fu Zating knew that she was not the daughter of Song Weiye and He Wanping.

Song Wanqing felt that she was not a saint, so she could not pretend that nothing had happened. Not to mention cooperating with Fu Yating. Therefore, Song Xianqing rejected Fu Yating's request.

Hearing that, Song Xianqing's expression darkened when she heard that Fu Yating had rejected her offer, and the grip on her wrist grew heavier.

Song Wanqing was a little angry. Just as she was about to speak about Fu Zating, her rosy lips slightly parted. Fu Zitian's handsome face magnified as he pressed down towards her …