Zhao Meilan looked deeply into Song Yan's eyes, a trace of ruthlessness flashing across her beautiful face.
"My daughter, for the sake of your future happiness, Mom is going all out this time. You must give it your all!"
Upon hearing this, Song Yan looked at Zhao Meilan, full of confusion.
"Mom, what are you going to do?"
Zhao Meilan, with a determined look on her face, walked towards the front door.
Then, under Song Yan's incredulous gaze, she pulled out a stone from her handbag that she had prepared ahead of time and fiercely smashed it onto her own head.
"Ah..."
Blood splattered!
Song Yan was taken aback!
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"You're crazy! Why are you hitting yourself?"
Bearing the pain, Zhao Meilan looked at Song Yan with a ruthless face, "Stupid girl, without a bit of ruthlessness, how could you meet the owner of the villa!"
