Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man - Chapter 1254

Chapter 1254: Chapter 1254: Let’s Begin

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Surely, for a long time, many people in the village looked at them, sisters, with such vigilance and defense, right? But they had always been kept in the dark, completely oblivious.

Thinking about it made her heart ache bitterly, and her gaze towards Song Jinyan turned icy cold.

Their father’s tragedy, the villagers’ unspeakable crimes, and the Song family’s cold-heartedness chilled her to the bone.

All these people were cut from the same cloth.

No matter what Song Jinyan wanted to do, it could not change the essence. Their father was gone, and even if Song Jinyan wanted to make amends, there was no chance anymore.

And they, they needed no one’s reparations.

Otherwise, how could she live up to her father’s pride and dedication? He clearly knew the truth and chose not to reveal it; his decision had been explicit.

Moreover, the Song family didn’t even want to make amends. More than that, they flat-out denied their father’s existence!

When Song Jinyan saw Su Qing and her sisters, he was taken aback for a moment, his gaze fixed onto the three of them, unable to be shifted. Their expressions, demeanor, and even their features upon close examination bore the shadow of the Song family. Anyone could tell at a glance that they were daughters of Professor Su.

And Professor Su held a special place in his heart, or else he wouldn’t have delved into the investigation due to an inexplicable kinship and fondness.

Song Jinyan, tall and upright, stood before the three sisters, his thin lips trembling slightly as he reached out to touch them, only for his hand to fall through the air.

Su Qing stepped back with disgust, dodging away.

The disappointment in Song Jinyan’s eyes flashed by, and he said hoarsely, “I am Big Brother.”

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“Sorry, we don’t have a Big Brother.” Su Qing turned her head, sitting down neatly with her sisters on the empty chairs nearby, arms crossed, her face expressionless as she said, “We’ve already returned. Speak if you have something to say!”

“Exactly, no need for dilly-dallying.” Su Xue’s emotions were even more apparent than Su Qing’s, her tone and demeanor full of disgust and a deep-seated hatred that seemed indissoluble.

Su Xiu remained silent, sitting between Su Qing and Su Xue, only her timid, wounded eyes looking around at everyone.

In that moment, no one could perceive the pain in Song Jinyan’s heart.

He pursed his lips, quickly gathered his emotions, and resumed the demeanor of the Song family’s new patriarch, one who could strategize and decide the fate of the world with a single word. He returned to his seat with a frosty air, as if his earlier vulnerability, disappointment, and pain were merely an illusion.

The disappearance was so swift, it was almost impossible to catch.

Su Qing and her sisters naturally didn’t notice, and even if they did, they wouldn’t care.

“Let’s begin!”

“Yes!”

At Song Jinyan’s gesture, the villagers only then noticed that at some point, Ma Xiulan and Su Dachun had been silenced and pinned to the ground, which explained their silence up until now.

Now that their mouths were freed, Ma Xiulan suddenly sprang to life, bouncing up from the ground.

“Who are you? What do you intend to do?” Ma Xiulan hopped on the spot with vigor, her gaze turning to the three Su sisters, her face twisted with curses, “What do you think you’re doing? Go back to your home. You little tramps, strutting around after your scandalous deeds, so arrogant upon your return.”

With that, she moved as she had done in the past, reaching to twist Su Qing’s ear, intending to drag her back home by her ear.

Ma Xiulan was no fool; she could tell that at this moment, she absolutely could not slip up, so she could only pretend not to recognize Jia Ming. It had to be Su Wen and Su Qing’s doings—they must have found out and sought revenge.