CHAPTER 497: 460 IS YOU LEAVING YOURSELF NO WAY OUT!

"Die, with the child in your womb and the child in your hands—an overwhelming revenge against you, against Song Lili, against Wen Nian, isn’t it?"

"Revenge..."

Song Lili’s lips touched lightly, muttering these two words.

A scalding rush of blood surged to her head,

"What right do you have to take revenge on me, Song Xiangqiao, when it’s just cause and effect, reaping what you sow?"

Song Lili spoke coldly, her voice full of strength, piercing directly into Song Xiangqiao’s ears.

"I worked harder than you, I am more beautiful than you, I am better than you! Why can’t I get what I want, yet you achieve everything effortlessly? I’m going to take revenge on you!"

Hearing her words, Song Lili couldn’t help but laugh,

"All this time, I’ve overestimated you, Song Xiangqiao; that’s just how low you can go. It seems you’ve forgotten all the things you’ve done to me."

"You and your mother took away the only father I had left, turning me, a child with a father, into an orphan. I was young and naive; it was my choice—I don’t blame you. But can you say that, over the years, the fatherly love you enjoyed wasn’t snatched from me?"

Song Lili stepped forward,

"Back then, to get close to Wen Nian during summer and winter breaks, you always ran to Ruicheng. You sabotaged my clothes and spouted nonsense to embarrass me in front of Wen Nian."

"That winter break when I was sixteen, Wen Nian came back, and we went hiking. You purposely fell, pretended you couldn’t move your leg, and had Wen Nian carry you the whole way. The next day back home, you were running and jumping around."

"When I was attending high school in Anlin, living in a rented house, you and your mother secretly hired men to attack me! All of them were crude and vulgar. If Wen Nian hadn’t happened to be there, what would have become of me?"

Song Lili didn’t get too close, standing just a bit closer to Wen Nian and Zhuo Ting, then stopped voluntarily,

"So much for achieving everything effortlessly... ha..."

"Song Xiangqiao, I truly dislike your surname Song, and I genuinely despise you. I never thought it would be you who would be the first to speak of revenge."

"Utter slander!"

Where would Song Xiangqiao admit to the accusations Song Lili made, when she was aware of some matters but hadn’t participated in them?

Her mother’s methods were far beyond what she could have imagined.

"It was you who deliberately told Elder Wen about my secret marriage with Ah Nian. You knew better than anyone, he was the most powerful and capable person who could separate me and Wen Nian."

"You thought I was dead, so even though these past few years have been less than ideal for you, you accepted it."

"But when you found out I was still alive, you immediately plotted against me with all your might. Bringing Xiaocao from Xilin to Anlin, framing me with all means... Your relentless attempts to kill me never succeeded, and surely, that must feel incredibly frustrating."

"You’ve spent all your energy and intelligence competing and comparing yourself with me, don’t you find it a pity?"

Song Lili looked at her with red eyes...

At that moment, the previous Song Xiangqiao, haughty and incredibly smart, inciting both her envy and her inferiority, seemingly appeared right in front of her.

One was smug, holding victory in her hands; the other, resentful, driven to extremes.

"Do you think these words will make me change my mind? Song Lili, I’m not foolish. The more you say, the more it shows how much you care about this child more than anything else, and it also indicates... my vengeance will be successful."

"Go die then."

Song Lili, with cold eyes, pointed outside the building,

"Jump down, with my child, with your and the Vice President’s child. If you’re going to jump, do it cleanly and swiftly! Stop dawdling here!"

Wen Nian and Zhuo Ting, standing behind Lili, both felt their hearts tighten.

"This child has her own fate, and if she died today, that’s her destiny, she must accept it. I’ve accepted it too!"

"Song Lili, which act are you playing now? You don’t even care for the child... who are you fooling!"

"What else can I do? You’re dead set on her dying, she just needs to lean over and jump, or throw her hands up, and down she goes, no one can stop it. And I, I can only helplessly watch on the sidelines."

"..."

Song Xiangqiao pursed her lips, her gaze fixed steadfastly on Song Lili.

"As for you saying this child’s death would be the ultimate revenge against me, you’re wrong about that."

Song Lili looked steadfastly, unyieldingly into Song Xiangqiao’s eyes,

"If I lose this child, I will be in great pain, but the pain will be temporary, Ah Nian and I are very young, and if we wish, we can have a whole soccer team of children."

"Gradually, I will forget this child, I won’t be in pain anymore. In the future, I will achieve much more, far beyond what you see now."

"So, your death today would be the real cause for celebration. Even though it might cost me a bit, I think, for the peace in the future, it would be worth it."

"Miao Xiangqiao, believe me, jumping now would be a relief for you too."

"Song Lili, you’ve gone mad! You’re still provoking her!"

Wen Nian hadn’t spoken yet, but Zhuo Ting couldn’t hold back anymore and shouted at Song Lili.

Song Lili ignored Zhuo Ting’s roar, just continued to look at Song Xiangqiao,

"What’s the matter? Why not jump? What are you hesitating for?"

"Song Lili, you will pay for your arrogance! I will do it right now—"

"Miao’s granddaughter, who had everything from birth, with such a clever mother, who worked so hard during her childhood, attended the toughest schools, studied abroad, and made her own social circle in high society at a young age."

"Resources that others could only envy, all easily within your grasp."

"You aspired to be a distinguished diplomat, and you could have been the best one, the prettiest and youngest, someone who, even if not so lucky in love, would be admired and respected by everyone, an admirable person."

"Yet because of your own jealousy, unwillingness, you’ve smeared all your positive, active qualities, turned what should have been a classic painting into one dashed with ink."

"It’s clearly your own fault, and yet you blame your failures on others, pathetic."

"Xiangqiao, I pity you."

After Song Lili finished speaking, she turned around and without pausing, she walked briskly back.

Her action made everyone present gasp for air,

"Ah Nian, let’s go."

Song Lili reached for Wen Nian’s hand and gestured to pull him along when suddenly,

"But I have no way out anymore!"

Song Xiangqiao yelled at Song Lili’s retreating figure, her voice choked with sobs.

"It’s you who won’t allow yourself an escape."

Song Lili paused slightly, standing with her back towards Song Xiangqiao and spoke faintly.

Only Wen Nian, holding Song Lili’s hand, could feel the anxiety and unrest in her heart, the trembling and the fear.