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Chapter 1231: Chapter 1231: Despicable
He deeply detested Song Jiaming’s shamelessness, his disgraceful behavior and hated even more that he knew he was a fraud, a replacement, yet envied the achievements Professor Su had made.
Because he feared the truth would be revealed, he secretly schemed, using the convenience of his access to Research Inst.i.tute 57 to sabotage the experimental equipment.
This caused Professor Su’s experiment to go awry, and his health that time…
After that accident, Professor Su’s health declined dramatically, and he eventually died young.
Others might have thought it was an accident, but Weng Quan, who had been secretly observing Song Jiaming, knew it was not.
Many knew, including Professor Su.
Old Master Song knew as well.
Without any hesitation, Professor Su retaliated, crippling Song Jiaming’s legs.
However… when Old Master Song uncovered the truth, he chose to suppress it, concealing everything.
Indeed! Old Master Song knew the truth earlier than Song Jinyan had guessed.
Song Jinyan found out the truth after Su Xuewen’s death, but in fact, Old Master Song knew earlier, even while Su Xuewen was still alive; though, due to the experiment leak, the doctors had already issued a notice.
Weng Quan knew all these things.
From noticing something was off with Song Jiaming, to secretly paying attention, and then to conducting a covert investigation. The more she knew, the more pain she felt, yet she couldn’t speak out.
Because Old Master Song didn’t allow her to speak out.
She loathed.
She loathed Song Jiaming, despised Old Master Song, even more the Song family, and hated Song Zishan, who was just like Song Jiaming.
She was well aware of Song Zishan’s character, that her conduct and the way of handling matters were exactly like Song Jiaming. Outwardly arrogant, but in fact, in their bones, they were more contemptible, shameless, disgraceful than anyone.
So, without a moment’s hesitation, she chose to divorce.
Even if despised by everyone, scorned, she would still divorce.
This afternoon, she suddenly received calls from several people who used to live in the same compound, who either explicitly or implicitly inquired from her.
It all amounted to one thing.
Weng Quan was suspected of having an affair and having Song Zishan, a child out of wedlock.
At the time, Weng Quan was so angry she felt pain in her chest.
It took a long time for her to catch her breath.
When she divorced, she bore all the slanders, but she hadn’t expected that long after the divorce, she would still have to bear the disgrace of being unfaithful, not adhering to the virtues of a wife.
The Song family was truly shameless.
In her heart, Weng Quan fiercely resented; she absolutely couldn’t bear this slur. Otherwise, how could her parents, big brother, sister-in-law, and her nephew and niece face anyone? Being cursed herself was one thing, but she couldn’t let her family be dragged into this.
Weng Quan forthrightly told the people who hinted at such things over the phone, clearly stating that Song Zishan was not of the Song family, not because she, Weng Quan, had an affair, but because Song Jiaming wasn’t a member of the Song family.
He was a fraud!
Having said that, she hung up the phone and didn’t care about the rest.
As for what the Song family would do, whether Old Master Song would fly into a rage, she didn’t want to deal with it anymore.
“Let me go, let me go, I am here to find Weng Quan, I am her daughter.” Song Zishan was still struggling on the ground, but her strength had dwindled, this was not how it used to be.
No one would be afraid of her being the little princess of the Song family anymore.
“Eh? She really is your daughter?” Fat Mama asked, surprised, looking at Weng Quan standing silently by the side.
“I do not have such a contemptible, shameless daughter,” Weng Quan’s eyes flickered coldly, looking down at Song Zishan pressed to the ground, and said deliberately, “Not even capable of the basic respect for the elderly, malicious to a shocking degree.”
She had already understood the situation clearly when she was standing in the crowd just now.
Frankly speaking, Weng Quan wasn’t surprised at all.
Look! She had long recognized that, in her bones, Song Zishan was just as contemptible as Song Jiaming. Capable of hurting an innocent elderly person, something not even a three-year-old child would do.
