Song Meiyu said with heartache, "Baby, I can get you whatever you want, but don't let yourself get hurt."
Song Jiaren smiled as she agreed. She knew that she couldn't change their minds at the moment, so in the future, she could only use her actions to show her stance.
Song Jiaren made all sorts of excuses before she finally sent her mother away. It was the first time Song Jiaren had been showered with such passionate affection. She didn't know how to respond, but she took a liking to Song Meiyu.
She thought to herself, Song Jiaren, I'll take over your body and avenge you.
The next day, Song Jiaren woke up early.
The moment she walked downstairs, she attracted everyone's attention.
Mr. and Mrs. Song were eating breakfast at the dining table.
When Song Meiyu saw her, she asked, "Song Jiaren, why are you up so early today?" She then asked Auntie Wang to add another set of cutlery.
Song Jiaren wasn't surprised by their reaction. After all, Song Jiaren usually didn't wake up until noon.
"Mom, I'm skipping breakfast. I'm going out for a jog."
Song Youyou was alarmed and said, "Sis, why did you suddenly think of going for a jog? Don't tell me you're still trying to win Young Master Yan over."
After she finished, she even covered her mouth to act like she had accidentally blurted out the wrong thing when she had actually said so on purpose.
Song Meiyu's expression soured a little as she sighed and looked at Song Jiaren with disappointment.
It was obvious that Song Meiyu had taken the words Song Jiaren said yesterday as an offhand remark. It had only been less than a day, but she had already reverted to her old ways.
Song Jiaren gave Song Youyou a cold look and said, "You're actually the one who wants to win Jing Chen over, aren't you?"
Song Meiyu frowned as she looked at Song Youyou. As a woman, she knew better than anyone how a woman would behave when she had feelings for a man.
Song Youyou froze and said with reddened eyes, "Sis, what do you mean by that? How could you make things up about me?"
Her reaction dispelled Song Meiyu's doubts.
Song Jiaren sneered and stopped arguing with her. She could tell from yesterday that Song Youyou knew how to keep up a facade. She had fooled everyone with her act. She wouldn't be able to expose her that easily.
Song Jiaren thought to herself, it's alright, there was still time.
With that in mind, she went out for a jog.
Song Youyou gripped her chopsticks tightly and stared at Song Jiaren's back uneasily while feeling that something was different about her.
The moment Song Jiaren left the house, she snorted. The original owner had always had a low self-esteem. Even if she was abused, she never dared to complain or retaliate. However, she was different. Song Youyou would be the first target of her revenge.
The Song family was influential in the capital, and one could tell from this house. In the capital, where real estate was extremely exorbitant, they had a villa with a garden.
Song Jiaren wanted to lose weight, but she didn't overwork herself. Instead, she slowly strolled around the garden.
She had just made a lap when she saw Song Chuyan running towards her.
She had already seen him yesterday, but today, the sight of him running towards her while facing the sunlight awestruck her again.
The sunlight shone on the young man's body. His face was handsome and his eyes were slightly lowered. However, his aloof vibe made him even more stunning.
When he saw Song Jiaren in the garden, his first reaction was to frown and ask coldly, "What are you doing here?"
He acted as if he had caught her doing something bad.
Song Jiaren also said coldly, "Why can't I be here?"
Song Chuyan was caught off guard. He had never seen Song Jiaren act so smug and confident. Although she still had the same appearance, there was something different about her.
Just as Song Jiaren was waiting for him to say something, he left, as if even talking to her was shameful.
Song Jiaren was furious. She glared at his back and felt even more motivated to lose weight.
Song Chuyan ran back and forth in the garden at an extremely fast speed. He had already run more than ten laps, but his face wasn't flushed and he wasn't panting.
On the other hand, Song Jiaren was walking leisurely in the garden. She was already panting after walking one lap. Sweat constantly dripped down from her head and her face was flushed. She looked even uglier than usual.
Song Chuyan passed by her again. His expression didn't change, but Song Jiaren sensed his disdain.
Song Jiaren angrily picked up her pace as she walked. This time, her vision went black and she fell backwards. She staggered for a while before regaining her balance. Song Chuyan walked past her, as if he didn't see her.
In a fit of anger, Song Jiaren took a step forward and wanted to grab him. However, she forgot about how heavy she was. She lost her balance and tumbled to the ground with him.
After Song Chuyan was pressed to the ground, the expression on his usually aloof face finally changed as he roared, "Song—Jia—Ren!"