442 Not the daughter of Father Song

Song Yan sneered as she tipped her head to the side where the corpse of the old master was and said, " You can report me but where is the prove that I killed someone?"

" What are you talking about, there is a corpse lying right there——" Song Lan turned her head and pointed to the other side of the warehouse where the old master's body was lying but when she pointed at that space, she was stunned to find that the body of the old master was nowhere to be seen, in place of it was a gooey, tar-like thing that looked neither human nor monster as it bubbled and frothed.

Her pupils shook as she looked at the molten gooey liquid that was on the floor and then blinked her eyes before raising her head to rub them there was no way right? There was no way a walking, talking man would be reduced to something like that!

But even after rubbing her eyes for so long, the tar-like pile of sticky liquid stayed where it was and Song Lan's body started to shake. " You…what have you done?"

How terrifying was Song Yan to reduce a healthy man into something like that?

" I didn't do anything," replied Song Yan calmly as she leaned down and looked Song Lan in the eyes. Her face was devoid of any expression as if they were just talking about the weather. " You might not know this but that master of yours wasn't actually human, he was sort of a vessel of something sinister, most probably a puppet of someone who doesn't want to show their face to the world so as to keep themselves hidden in the dark. So, when I destroyed the vessel it turned into that thing but that's not something that you need to worry about."

Song Yan smiled and looked at the woman who was staring at her in terror. " … How does it feel Song Lan? Bleeding like this," she clicked her tongue with a regretful shake of her head as she looked at all the injuries that Song Lan has received. " You remember? There was a time when you and your mother came to live in my house. Back then you deliberately pretended to bump into me from the side and then had me roll down the stairs. If I am not wrong, I received quite a lot of injuries back then and I swear it was hurting so much that I wished I could faint but I couldn't because it was hurting so much. It was terrible."

" So, you are doing all of this because you want revenge?" Song Lan's eyes popped madly as she stared at Song Yan with an alarmed expression. Her complexion if possible turned even paler, she knew perfectly well just how much she has made things difficult for Song Yan in the past, if Song Yan came looking for revenge then she was worried that she will have to die at least ten to twenty times!

" You can't..you cannot touch me!" Song Lan shouted wildly, her eyes swivelled around the room as she looked at the empty warehouse and then turned her attention back to Song Yan who straightened up and was now looking at her with eyes shining with amusement. " You wouldn't dare…my father, my father is Song Dong Ming! The CEO of the Song corporations, he will never let you go if you dare touch me."

" Ah, of course, I forgot about that," Song Yan chuckled as she took out the smartphone from the pockets of her pants and then tapped on its screen a few times before she said, " You are not the daughter of Song Dong Ming, the real Song Dong Ming at least."

She turned her screen towards Song Lan and showed the photo of her father that she has taken in the hospital and continued, " Your mother is one nasty woman but there is no need for you to worry, I will take care of her very soon."

Song Lan stared at the screen where a middle-aged man was lying on the hospital bed with tubes and pieces of equipment attached to him, if Song Lan wasn't familiar with that face she would have had a hard time recognising him but Song Lan has seen this face for all her life, have been proud of this man so, of course, she could recognise this face even with that pale and weak appearance.

" No…no you are lying!" Once she recognised the face, her heart started to thump wildly. How can this be? How can she be not the daughter of Song Dong Ming? Song Yan must be lying to her. " I am Song Lan! The daughter of the Song family, my father is Song Dong Ming!"

Song Lan screamed desperately as if she thought that the louder she screamed the more easily she would be able to deny it even more furiously.

"It's interesting," said Song Yan, her eyes dancing with amusement as she looked at Song Lan, her smile turning exceptionally bright when Song Lan's face was filled with desperation. " I never thought that I would like seeing you make that expression but I have to say I am impressed. You really are suited for making that expression, one filled with despair and anger, maybe it's because you were born with an unfortunate luck."

Song Lan's face turned hideous, her face turned red and blue and then red again making it as colourful as a rainbow palette.

" You!"

" Me? What about me?" Song Yan swopped down as she looked at Song Lan with a creepy smile on her face like that of a sadist. " You have no idea how I and my brother felt when your mother came claiming that my father has betrayed by mother after her death, it was as if someone has whipped the ground from under my feet. Back then I was in the same situation as you, I was filled with anger, despair and sadness just like you… but even then at least I knew that I was my father's daughter and not some undeserving bastard who was sitting in the seat of a Phoenix when she is nothing but a flightless chicken."

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