Chapter 9 Try Touching My Son Again!

• Gone was the silent and timid little girl she used to be.
• Song Qingge turned coldly and set the baby down. "Do you have anything else to say?"
• Fu Shaokai couldn't help but laugh. "You betrayed me back then! You slept with a beggar, and I didn't hold it against you. What's with this attitude?"
• "Is that so? I thought you cared more about Song Xiaowan. Why does my attitude matter?"
• "Believe it or not, I can make sure you can't survive in Yun City with just a flick of my finger."
• Upon hearing this, Song Nian'en almost burst out laughing. With his round, bulging eyes, he could empty this uncle's bank account overnight!
• "Go ahead, let me see."
• Song Qingge looked down with disdain, a slight smirk on her lips.
• Fu Shaokai became even more infuriated by her nonchalant attitude, but for some reason, he found it very attractive.
• Beautiful and dazzling.
• Fu Shaokai swallowed hard, his momentum clearly weakened. "Don't you think you owe me an apology?"
• Or perhaps, he suddenly didn't want that apology anymore. If he could be with Song Qingge again, possess her, Fu Shaokai thought it would be quite nice.
• After all, just by looking at her lips, he wanted to kiss her.
• He gradually approached Song Qingge, about to reach out and touch her.
• Just then, a stunning figure appeared at the door.
• Song Xiaowan's anger immediately flared up. "What are you doing?"
• "Snap!"
• The sound of bones breaking echoed.
• Fu Shaokai's face turned red, his neck thick, and he let out a miserable scream. Song Qingge's cold voice came through, "Don't touch me, I find you dirty."
• Song Xiaowan rushed over and pulled the two apart. "Shaokai, I'm your girlfriend. Why are you getting so close to her? Song Qingge, you shameless woman, how dare you come to my door and try to steal my fiancé!"
• The noise was so loud that it hurt Song Qingge's ears, so she instinctively pulled Song Nian'en away.
• "I'm not as blind as you are. I don't find this kind of man attractive."
• "You're not attracted to him, but you seduced my fiancé!"
• The two sisters were like night and day. Fu Shaokai's face turned extremely ugly, and he pulled Song Xiaowan aside. "Enough, stop arguing about seduction or not."
• "Shaokai, are you protecting her now?!"
• "She slept with a beggar five years ago and didn't marry you. Have you forgotten? Are you not disgusted by her lowly and dirty behavior?"
• "Snap!"
• Song Xiaowan was a little stunned by the slap, her pupils contracted as she looked at Song Qingge.
• "Watch your mouth, otherwise, I wouldn't mind giving you a proper education." Song Qingge's face turned completely cold.
• But Song Xiaowan couldn't bear the injustice. At this moment, she went crazy and tried to grab Song Qingge's face, showing off her freshly done manicure.
• However, this time, Fu Shaokai stopped her.
• "Can you not be so crazy? If there are paparazzi here, your career as a celebrity will be over."
• Who was he really protecting?
• Anger filled Song Xiaowan's chest, making her lungs feel like they were about to explode!
• Song Qingge's cold gaze shifted towards Song Nian'en as she spoke, "Baby, let's go. There's a mad dog here barking nonstop. Be careful not to get hurt!"
• Song Nian'en's eyes lit up, finding his mommy adorable.
• He nodded and turned around, ready to leave.
• Coincidentally, a maid passed by with a tray. Song Xiaowan's eyes turned fierce as she forcefully bumped into her, catching the maid off guard and causing the tray to spill all over Song Nian'en!
• "Be careful!"
• Even though Song Qingge reacted quickly, she was still a step too late.
• His skin was gradually scalded by the hot water, instantly turning red. Song Nian'en furrowed his brows tightly.
• Everyone in front of them froze, except for a trace of satisfaction that flashed through Song Xiaowan's eyes.
• "Take me to the restroom!"
• Song Qingge's beautiful features were covered in gloom. This time, Song Xiaowan had completely crossed her bottom line!
• Daring to harm her baby, she would make her wish she were dead!
• "What's going on?"
• A cold and deep voice came.
• Fu Jingchuan had just walked out of the study and saw this scene. His gaze fell on the child's scalded skin, and he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
• A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. "Who did this?"
• The maid trembled as she answered, "It... it wasn't me. It was Miss Song who bumped into me, I..."
• Song Qingge quickly rinsed her baby with cold water, and Song Nian'en forced out a warm smile. "Mommy, don't worry, I'm fine."
• "Does it hurt? If it hurts, let me know." Song Qingge remained calm, but her crimson eyes betrayed her nervousness and worry.
• "It doesn't hurt at all."
• Song Qingge gently applied a magical burn ointment to her baby's skin. His skin was so delicate, and if it hadn't been treated in time, it would surely leave a scar!
• She walked out of the restroom, her expression becoming colder and colder.
• Song Xiaowan was actually a little frightened by Song Qingge's gaze and tried to hide behind Fu Shaokai.
• But she realized that he had been staring at Song Qingge all along, completely dumbfounded.
• She was furious, but at this moment she had no way out. Watching as Song Qingge approached her step by step, her voice became more and more uneasy: "You... Song Qingge, I warn you, if you lay a hand on me... Ah!"
• Song Qingge tightly pursed her lips, grabbing a handful of Song Xiaowan's hair and rubbing it against the table. Her other hand clenched hers, leaving Song Xiaowan with no strength to defend herself!
• Her face was ruthlessly pressed against the table and rubbed back and forth.
• "Who gave you the audacity to harm my son? Song Xiaowan, do you want to die?" She enunciated each word clearly.