Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man - Chapter 1219
Chapter 1219: Chapter 1219: I Have Something
Song Jinyan didn’t know how he had eventually emerged from the study. He stood alone in the courtyard, unaware of how long he had been there until Songshan approached, calling his name several times before he snapped back to reality. Once he did, he felt an icy chill throughout his body, cold to the bone.
It was as if something was seeping out from his very marrow, causing a frigid air to emanate from head to toe.
“Big Brother, what’s wrong with you?” Songshan asked, his face filled with concern.
Having known Big Brother for so many years, Songshan had never seen him look this terrible. His pallor was frightful, standing in the courtyard like a statue of ice, unmoving for over half an hour. Songshan found it unbearable to watch and finally stepped forward.
“I…” Song Jinyan pursed his lips, intending to say he was fine, but the truth was, he wasn’t fine at all; something significant was troubling him. “I have a problem.”
“Uh…” Songshan was taken aback. Wasn’t the usual response supposed to be that one was fine?
Why suddenly admit to having a problem?
“Then… what happened?” Songshan quickly adjusted his mood and politely inquired.
Song Jinyan opened his mouth to respond when he caught a glimpse of an approaching figure from the corner of his eye and his entire demeanor abruptly changed, his visage turning menacingly grim.
Song Zishan had not expected to encounter her cousin in the courtyard and was frightened by his ashen face. Taking a deep breath, she bravely approached and greeted him.
“Cousin, are you here to see Grandpa too?”
Song Jinyan said nothing, but his deep, sharp, and gloomy eyes bore down on her like Mount Tai, leaving Song Zishan breathless. The prolonged silence heightened her anxiety, and cold sweat had already soaked through her clothes.
“Cousin…”
“Why have you come back?” Song Jinyan suddenly asked.
“Ah?” Song Zishan was momentarily confused. “This… this is my home. Of course, I can come back.”
Song Jinyan, already struggling to suppress his rage, let out a laugh upon hearing Song Zishan’s words—a laugh brimming with sarcasm. “This is not your house, and you should not come back anymore.”
“What are you talking about, Cousin?” Song Zishan, already in a bad mood, finally couldn’t contain herself. Although she wasn’t as capable as Song Jinyan, she was still part of the Song family, and her father was Grandma’s darling, in no way inferior to Song Jinyan.
Why should he be looking at her as if she were an eyesore?
She had always given way to him, and that was one thing, but he was becoming more and more excessive.
Resolved, Song Zishan decided she would not yield this time. If worse came to worst, she would go to Tangshan Sanatorium and seek out Grandma, who she believed would speak up for her.
Song Zishan knew well that, although Grandpa loved her too, he valued the heir and the Song family the most, preferring not to get too involved in the younger generation’s affairs. But Grandma was different; she felt guilty for having left her son—Zishan’s father—alone in the rural countryside and, as a result, doted on him the most. Grandma was also more partial to her than to her other grandchildren.
With this plan in mind, Song Zishan lifted her chin slightly, boldened, and stated, “I know you look down on me, Cousin. You think I’m not good enough, and you never like anything I do. Even when I do my best to please you, you never show me any kindness, but…”
As she spoke, large tears began to roll down from her eyes, revealing her utter distress and hurt.
“Now you’re even saying I can’t come to my own house, which is just too much. What have I done wrong? Why are you treating me this way? I am your direct cousin. Don’t I mean more to you than those who are a generation apart? You treat Su Xiaoya, that girl from who knows where, better than you treat me.”
