My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

The crowd finished reading the clarification and all of them turned to look at Song Lan who has just finished reading the post as well, she had gone very pale and couldn't help but shake her head in disbelief—- No, this was impossible! Brother Sheng has always treated her well, he even allowed her to click photos with him and pick the food for him at the dining table. There was no way, he would treat her so ruthlessly!

Even her daddy asked him to treat her well, and Brother Sheng has always been a man of his word. He wouldn't hurt her like this, right? Right! It must be that slut Song Yan who filled his ears, or else it has been so many years and Brother Fu has never ever complained about her using his name. Why was it that he now straight up posted a clarification? It must have been because of that bitch! She knew it she should have killed her back then!

If only there was no Song Yan she wouldn't have been humiliated like this!

What Song Lan failed to notice was that Fu Yu Sheng only allowed her to click a photo with him was because Daddy Song asked him to do so, if not he wouldn't have bothered with it. He was only respecting his father in law and this was the first family meal after his marriage to Song Yan and that was why he wasn't willing to embarrass anyone.

As for the food that she picked for him, it has always ended back in Fu Yu Shen's bowl. Never once Fu Yu Sheng had eaten the food that Song Lan picked for him.

But love and obsession always made people blind.

However, Song Lan couldn't worry about these things at the moment. Her face was comp stiff as f someone has smacked her right on her cheek under the questioning gazes of the crowd, she tightly clenched the phone in her hands and forced a smile. " Th—- That's great, isn't it sister? I have always said that I had no relationship with CEO Fu yet they have never listened to me."

The crowd: "….." Excuse me? Who was the one who always addressed CEO Fu as Brother Fu? Was it the boogieman?

Song Yan snorted. She actually never quite understood why Song Lan always wanted to snatch what she had, her family, her luck as well as her husband… as for clothes and shoes it was better not to even think about them. Clearly, Song Lan wasn't the innocent Goddess that she pretended she was but she was bent upon copying Song Yan who was once the princess of the Song family.

If someone who knew Song Yan before her rebirth and marriage were to look at Song Lan now they would notice that Song Lan copied almost everything that she did even the way she talked and laughed.

Song Yan put her phone back in her bag and crossed her arms across her chest to stop herself from wheezing, then she coldly sneered and struck the first hammer at their fake peace. " I don't know what you are trying to say? Are we even close? Do you think that everyone here is a fool and think that a mistress's daughter and the real miss can get along?"

Song Lan's face stiffened to others it was as if Song Yan was calling herself mistress's daughter but she knew that Song Yan was calling her 'mistress's daughter', she was so angry that she wished she could wipe Song Yan's existence from the world so that no one would question her status ever again but she still pitifully said, " Sister…What are you saying? Are you upset?"

Song Yan raised a brow and smirked. " What do you mean sister Song? We are not close why will I be upset with you? Have we even chatted with each other?"

" We….." Song Lan wanted to argue but she was interrupted by Song Yan.

" Song Lan, I don't know why you insist on getting close to me but I would rather not, the last time when you snatched my favourite dress, you insisted that I gave it to you when I never did that…but you made a fuss and I was kicked out of the house for bullying you, you could have stopped that by telling the truth—— that the dress wasn't even yours but you didn't … then you asked me what career I wanted to pursue and when I told you—— you surprisingly joined the same profession as me when you studied business management instead of drama and arts like me, and what's more in the same company as I wanted to…before I could and then you watched me getting bullied indifferently. You never came to help me but still call me sister, don't you think it's a bit disgusting? You don't help me and watch me suffer in silence yet you insist to call me sister, I don't think I can afford a sister like you."

Song Yan felt more and more indignant as she thought about her past, though she was smiling. Her smile never reached her eyes instead there was an inferno of anger, pain and suffering burning in those dark pits.

" Sister… This... You know I—-"

" Enough Song Lan, you might not be tired after pretending for so long but I am, do you think I am a fool? The pictures were clearly a family picture yet you cropped them and made it something completely different... what should I make of it? It doesn't matter what's going on in your mind but can you stop dragging the innocent me in your schemes? If you want CEO Fu so badly why don't you try harder to pursue him sincerely than doing all of this? What have I ever done to you?"

" No, you are misunderstanding me—-"

" Maybe I am" scoffed Song Yan with a shrug as she hitched her purse upon her shoulder. " But then again we are not close, so who I am to say anything to you?"

Song Lan wanted to squeeze some pitiful tears and stop Song Yan from leaving before whitewashing herself but then she noticed the strange gazes that the crowd was directing her way and she realised that she was more like a clown jumping around in their eyes now. So, instead of staying and making a fool of herself, she turned around with reddened eyes and ran away with her assistant following behind her.

This time no one stopped her, some even scoffed in contempt at her acting.

When Song Lan heard their contemptuous sneers, she clenched her fists. She will kill her! She will definitely kill Song Yan one day!

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p.s my sister is getting married if I post short chapters please understand!!