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In her eyes and brows, there was not a trace of warmth or affection, instead, there was a hint of hatred and disgust.
"Jiang Muwan, don't forget whose blood flows in your veins," Jiang Lin began, his tone not particularly fierce, but the words he spoke were definitely not pleasant.
"The blood of the Song Family flows in my veins," she looked at Jiang Lin, speaking slowly and clearly, as if she was afraid he wouldn't hear her, articulating each word with emphasis.
"The blood of the Song Family?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin sneered coldly, as if he had just heard some joke.
"Then stay with the Song Family forever, instead of coming back to C City, back to the Jiang Family."
He didn't need someone who ate the Jiang Family's food yet claimed to be of the Song Family, an ungrateful switcher.
