"Family?" Song Tianyi scoffed, "The family who is responsible for my mother's misery, her death?"
Old Master Song couldn't take it anymore, "What do you mean by we're responsible for my wife's death?"
"I'm not talking about your wife, Old Master Song," Song Tianyi coldly spoke, "I'm talking about my real mother...my biological mother."
Everyone in the grand hall was too shocked to say anything.
Grandpa Tang who was thinking about his daughter, finally snapped out of his trance at this point as he glanced at his old friend, "Jiren, did you impregnate someone back then?"
Song Tianyu glared at his father accusingly. If it was before, then he would've blindly believed his father. But after knowing his father's and father-in-law's colorful youth history, he did not know who to believe anymore.
Grandpa Song was speechless. What kind of friend would say something like this at this time?
