She just wanted to force Ji Yunya in public; if she really made Song Jinwen fulfill the bet, she would inevitably end up with a reputation for being harsh and malicious. Isn’t she the one who cares about her reputation the most? She’ll offer her this choice.
Yun Ya was too tired to even move her finger, leaning feebly in Yan Song’s embrace as she listened to Dongfang Yi’s words, a cold sneer in her heart. Offering a way out? As if she desperately had to push Song Jinwen to death. If she were the one who lost today, this woman would probably be thrilled to set off firecrackers.
She was about to speak when Yan Song pulled her tighter in his arms, coldly glancing at Dongfang Yi: "A way out? What if I don’t give one?"
This man... truly protecting Ji Yunya.
Song Jinwen suddenly burst into laughter, tears streaming from her eyes, looking frenzied and terrifying. She abruptly glared at Ji Yunya, her eyes filled with madness, and charged at Ji Yunya: "You bitch, you did it on purpose, I’ll fight you to the death..."
What she said about doing it on purpose, probably no one understood, only Yun Ya and she knew best...
Dongfang Yi watched as Song Jinwen crazily rushed toward Ji Yunya, her gaze flickered, and her hand hesitated for a mont, watching helplessly as Song Jinwen brushed past her.
Yan Song kicked her away, swiftly retracting his leg, with Yun Ya securely nestled in his arms.
He sneered: "Losing and then hitting soone, what a manner. I should ask about the Song Family’s upbringing, what kind of daughter they have raised?"
This was a rciless sarcasm.
Dongfang Yi was montarily shocked; Yan Song was so ruthless, not leaving any room for consideration.
Song Jinwen hadn’t even gotten close to Ji Yunya before being kicked and sent flying, landing heavily on the ground and fainting.
A group of ladies shrieked in fear; this man was too cruel. But watching him protect Ji Yunya like a treasure, unwilling to let her suffer any harm, they felt both jealous and envious.
If only there were a man willing to go to such lengths for them, how wonderful that would be.
"Jinwen..." Dongfang Yi quickly walked over, crouched down, and lifted Song Jinwen, calling out worriedly.
"Young Master Yan, do you know what you’re doing?" Dongfang Yi asked incredulously.
Yan Song curled his lips, cold and cruel: "If anything happens, let Song Jisheng co find ."
Song Jisheng is Song Jinwen’s father.
"If sothing happens to Jinwen, can Young Master Yan bear the consequences?" Dongfang Yi narrowed her eyes.
"Miss Song struck first, Young Master Yan was only acting in self-defense, which is also legally justified. Should one just stand and get hit? That’s not foolish but lacks brains." Pei Qinghan said with a smile, still with a warm smile on his face, but the sarcasm in his tone was like a dull knife slowly grinding the heart, making the spine feel a chill afterwards.
Yan Nangui took a sip of wine, laughed, and said: "Mr. Pei is right. Speaking of which, this Miss Song is rather small-minded. Lost is lost; our niece-in-law would never trouble a young girl. Yet, she got angry and tried to use force...tsk tsk, no wonder it happened; she brought it upon herself. Minister Song is clear-minded and knows right from wrong, surely won’t aim to trouble Ah Song and the niece-in-law deliberately."
Saying this, if Song Jisheng really made trouble for Yan Song and Ji Yunya because of this, it would an he can’t distinguish between right and wrong. Song Jisheng values his reputation the most, and Ji’s relies on the Dongfang Family, so he has to swallow this silently.
Dongfang Yi was a bit annoyed but understood that Song Jinwen overstepped today, completely unreasonable. She secretly cursed Song Jinwen for being more of a liability than an asset and called for soone to take Song Jinwen away and imdiately to dial 120 to send her to the hospital.
As Song Jinwen was being assisted away, she suddenly regained consciousness, pushed away those helping her, took a deep breath, rubbing her aching chest, and quickly cald down entirely.
She lost, but Ji Yunya, don’t expect to shine. Even if it’s death today, I will drag you down with .
Turning around, she walked back step by step, smiling, yet her eyes were bleak.
"I admit defeat, because my skills are inferior," Song Jinwen said one word at a ti, each word squeezed out through gritted teeth.
God knows how much strength saying this sentence cost her.
Yun Ya regained so strength, hearing Song Jinwen’s words, a cold smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
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