One and Only: Doting CEO's Infinite Love

Chapter 503 - 501: Secrets Forgotten by Time (21)

Qing City, Imperial Dynasty Club.Helian Sulan stared menacingly at the woman sitting across from her, who was stunning even in plain clothes. Her hatred grew stronger, "Song Xueqin, you have the nerve to ask me for a face-to-face talk. What can we talk about? Just seeing you makes me sick—"

In contrast to Helian Sulan’s agitation, Song Xueqin appeared exceedingly calm and composed, with a slight smile on her lips, "Why do you think there’s nothing to discuss between us? Topics like men and children could keep us talking all night."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that we can also talk about that incident from over twenty years ago—"

In an instant, the tension in Helian Sulan’s mind snapped completely, "I—I don’t understand what you’re talking about, what incident from over twenty years ago?"

She couldn’t possibly know; that incident could be described as flawless...

Song Xueqin caught every nuance of the woman’s tension and guilt, elegantly placing down her teacup with a smile, "I haven’t said anything yet! Why are you nervous?"

"Who said I’m nervous?" Helian Sulan clenched her hands tightly, "Why should I be nervous? You’re the one who should be nervous, you shameless woman, daring to—"

"Smack!"—

Helian Sulan was instantly bewildered, touched her cheek, "Song Xueqin, you shameless woman, dare to hit me? I—I will..."

Song Xueqin slapped her across the face again, "Helian Sulan, do you really think I’m someone to be trifled with? I didn’t bother with you before because you’re not even worthy enough to carry my shoes!"

Helian Sulan was completely bewildered this time, what Song Liuli?

Her eyes flickered, her cheeks red from the two slaps, yet she had no ability to retaliate. It wasn’t as if someone was restraining her, but the aura of the woman before her was too terrifying, intimidating her into immobility—

It felt as though her entire being was pinned in place by the woman’s gaze.

"Song, Song Xueqin, what do you want?" Helian Sulan gripped the armrests tightly.

The woman raised a hand to stroke her cheek, "Mrs. Qiao, I’m sorry, I was a bit heavy-handed earlier. Does it hurt?"

Helian Sulan was too scared to make a sound, just shook her head—

Song Xueqin smiled contentedly and returned to her seat, saying, "Actually, I invited Mrs. Qiao out today to discuss a business deal, which is quite beneficial for you and your daughter. Would you like to hear it?"

Upon hearing it involved her daughter, Helian Sulan was a bit excited, "Song Xueqin, if you intend to do anything to Yu’er, I will never let you off! Even if I have to call upon all the forces of the Helian Family, I won’t hesitate."

Judging from her overwhelming aura earlier, her identity certainly isn’t that simple.

No wonder all her previous investigations yielded nothing—

Song Xueqin chuckled, "Rest assured, Mrs. Qiao, I won’t do anything to your daughter; in fact, I intend to recognize her as my own daughter!"

"Song Xueqin, you’re crazy!" Helian Sulan looked at her as if she were insane, full of hatred.

"Maybe! In the eyes of many people, few in our family are considered normal, so cursing me as a lunatic is rather reasonable." After speaking, Song Xueqin slapped a sheet of paper in Helian Sulan’s face, "I want you to tell your daughter every detail on this piece of paper, word for word!"

Helian Sulan, puzzled, picked up the paper. Upon seeing its contents, her eyes widened—

Song Xueqin’s gaze pierced intensely, "Now, Qiao Yanjing can no longer be your mother-daughter lifeline, and your Helian family won’t take in you as widowed mothers, you can say that you have nothing now."

"Over these years, you’ve become accustomed to a privileged life. Are you sure you can endure having nothing?"

"..."

This statement felt like a soft needle piercing Helian Sulan’s heart; everything she said was true.

Though she was a Helian daughter, she was also a daughter married off by the Helian family. Earlier, with Qiao Yanjing and the Qiao Family, she had a certain presence when visiting her family—

But when the Qiao Family encountered trouble, she immediately sought help, only to be met with mockery; her family chose to stand aside.

Humph.

It was expected; this is the world of the rich.

"Song Xueqin, who are you exactly? Why should I believe your words?" Helian Sulan wasn’t foolish. Especially at this time, she was even more cautious, making sure not to take a wrong step.

The woman smiled slightly, "No matter who I am now, I promise you that as long as this is done, there will only be benefits for you and your daughter, no downsides."

Helian Sulan sneered, "Song Xueqin, are you really that kind-hearted? I can clearly tell you now that it was I who orchestrated the events of the past, who separated you and Qiao Yanjing. So, what’s this? Are you repaying kindness with revenge?"

Song Xueqin glanced at Huo Chen behind her and said, "You handle the rest. I don’t want to talk too much to a pig, or it might lower my intelligence!"

Helian Sulan glared furiously, "Song Xueqin, you—"

The woman didn’t even look back, standing up and walking out of the private room, her demeanor was like that of an Empress in control—

Helian Sulan wasn’t convinced, "What are you so arrogant about! Do you think you’re Queen Elizabeth!"

"Hey!" Helian Sulan looked at Huo Chen sitting across from her, "Shouldn’t you thank me for what happened back then? Without me, you wouldn’t have gotten her, right?"

Huo Chen’s lips curled, his eyes full of ridicule and intimidation, "You’d better shut up! Or I’m not sure if I’ll rip it off!"

Helian Sulan was scared and immediately covered her mouth; what’s wrong with everyone? Are they all crazy?

...

Song Xueqin stood in the hallway of the Imperial Dynasty Club, leaning her back against the wall, her head tilted at a 45° angle...

Soon, someone approached her, handing her a cup of tea, "Thirsty? Have some water."

Song Xueqin looked down and saw the man in plain white home attire, a bandage on his head, his thin face yet intense eyes, "Qiao Yanjing, what’s this? Are you here to seek redemption?"

This bastard follows her everywhere now, just short of joining her when she goes to the restroom—

The extent of clinginess almost made her feel like she was back twenty-odd years ago.

"I am not." Qiao Yanjing’s gaze was firm, "I cannot redeem my sins."

"Then why are you following me all day?"

Saying this, Song Xueqin reached out, grabbed the teacup from his hand, and threw it out the window, "I don’t want to see you, get lost now!"

Qiao Yanjing stared blankly at her, "I just want to ask you one thing, is Song Song really our daughter?"

"Ha!" Song Xueqin sneered, "No, or more precisely, you only provided a sperm cell. Song Song is my daughter, raised and nurtured by me. When she desperately wanted a father, I cruelly told her she didn’t have one; she only had a mother—"

"Do you say she’s your daughter?" The woman’s eyes flashed with chill, "Qiao Yanjing, do you think you’re worthy?"

At this moment, the man almost broke down, remembering how he once hired a hitman trying to kill her—

He almost killed his own biological daughter!