Chapter 21: Song Huan Yan Slaps the Elder

Security stopped.

Li Peilan immediately broke free, tears streaming, "Yan Yan, Mom always knew you are beautiful and kind-hearted."

Song Huan Yan lifted her foot and stepped forward step by step.

Li Peilan watched Song Huan Yan walk toward her step by step, beautiful and noble; she was so excited that her face and eyes turned completely red.

She knew that Song Huan Yan was kind-hearted and deeply loved her son.

Right now she was just throwing a tantrum, and couldn't possibly be truly cruel.

Li Peilan wiped her tears, "Yan Yan..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Huan Yan suddenly raised her hand, and a heavy slap—slap! —landed on her face.

Li Peilan widened her eyes in shock.

Everyone else was also stunned!

After all, Li Peilan is also an elder.

She is in her fifties, with a face full of wrinkles and a few strands of silver hair.

Song Huan Yan, as a young junior, directly slapped an elder; it was truly shocking.

"You!" Li Peilan covered her face, never having expected Song Huan Yan to give her a slap.

Qin Zi Mo was also angered.

"What are you doing?" Qin Zi Mo, furious, reached out to grab Song Huan Yan.

Song Huan Yan dodged, and in the same motion, slapped Qin Jiao Jiao, who was standing dumbfounded nearby, with the back of her hand.

Another slap—slap! — sounded.

The onlookers shivered in fright, "Whoa!"

The Song Family heiress truly is awesome!

Qin Jiao Jiao was already shocked enough by Song Huan Yan's strike on Li Peilan, still not recovered, and didn't expect to be inexplicably slapped herself; she was completely taken aback and instinctively covered her face.

Qin Zi Mo was shocked; he had never imagined that the usually aloof, rational, and steady Song Huan Yan would suddenly strike his own mother and sister.

Sang Wan and Tang Chenge laughed.

Qin Zi Mo was furious; with so many watching, his face couldn't stay intact.

Just as he tried to step forward, two Security guards grabbed his arms and forbade him from advancing.

Qin Zi Mo glared angrily, "Song Huan Yan, what on earth are you doing? Why are you hitting my mother and sister!"

Qin Jiao Jiao finally came to her senses, covering her face with grievance and anger, "Sister-in-law, are you crazy? Hitting my mother is one thing, but why on earth did you also slap me?"

As soon as Qin Jiao Jiao finished speaking, Song Huan Yan again slapped her face with a backhand.

That slap didn't make Qin Jiao Jiao angry; instead it left her completely bewildered.

After regaining her composure, in her agitation, Qin Jiao Jiao instinctively tried to retaliate, but Li Zihang seized her hand.

Qin Jiao Jiao was immobilized, so angry that she cried and shouted.

Song Huan Yan finally spoke, "I already said it—if you keep meddling in relationships, I won't be polite! Who's your sister-in-law, huh?"

Song Huan Yan reached out and lifted Qin Jiao Jiao's face, "Anyway, I'm not."

Qin Jiao Jiao's eyes showed panic, realizing she was somewhat afraid of Song Huan Yan.

"Also," Song Huan Yan turned to look at Li Peilan, "you're not my mother either."

Li Peilan stayed silent, continuing to shed tears.

Now Qin Zi Mo fell silent as well.

Song Huan Yan looked at Qin Zi Mo, "During work hours, is it appropriate for your family to cause such a ruckus?"

"I…" Qin Zi Mo stammered, forcing himself, "But Yan Yan, you still can't strike elders!"

Song Huan Yan slightly pursed the corner of her lips, "I already warned you; she just wouldn't listen. I've broken up with you, and she keeps calling me 'Mom' every single time—how am I supposed to handle that? Those who don't know might think I've already married you."

That line about marrying you reignited Qin Zi Mo's hope, softening his tone a bit, and he explained, "Yes. It's my mother's fault. Yan Yan, don't take it too hard; my mother just loves you so much that she only sees you as a daughter‑in‑law. She's been scolding me these past few days, dreaming of us reconciling. Don't be angry; I'll have her apologize to you."

Li Peilan, eager to cling to the powerful and dreaming of the village's road construction glory, never held her tongue; instead she was desperate to please Song Huan Yan.

She didn't even mind being hit; she immediately said, "Yan Yan, Zi Mo is right; I just love you too much. I'm sorry, it's my fault. Before you two reconcile, I… I won't speak recklessly anymore."

Now Qin Jiao Jiao understood why she was slapped; it was because she kept shouting 'sister‑in‑law' at every turn.

Qin Jiao Jiao also still hoped that Song Huan Yan would make her a star, giving her countless fans and becoming a goddess in many hearts.

What's this grievance about?

Those who achieve great deeds can endure countless hardships; even the King of Yue endured sleeping on firewood and tasting gall!

Qin Jiao Jiao immediately said, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, I won't shout recklessly anymore."

Song Huan Yan raised a faint eyebrow, gave a slight "Hmm," and, having let this family off, said to Qin Zi Mo, "Then ask Qin Yingdi to escort the unrelated people out."

Qin Zi Mo nodded, "Alright."

After speaking, he turned to his parents, "Mom, Dad, let's go quickly; it's work hours now, I'll see you off."

Li Peilan also grovelingly said, "Yes, yes, look at me, I'm delaying your work. Yan Yan, I'm leaving with your uncle now."

Song Huan Yan gave no reply, turned and left.

Qin Jiao Jiao and Li Zihang also went out.

Song Huan Yan walked to Sang Wan and Tang Chenge's side and said, "Let's go."

Tang Chenge pulled Song Huan Yan close, whispering, "I can't believe it, this family has no limits! Watching it makes me feel great! You're so 'over the line'; they can't even dare to fart, yet they still grovel to you. That old fool got slapped and then begged you for an apology, hahaha, it's so satisfying!"

Sang Wan said, "It's normal. They were born poor and have never had any connections or great wealth in this life. It's hard enough to accidentally latch onto a network like Yan Yan's, and they'll never let go, even unto death. After all, there's only one Song Family; if they let go, there's no second Song Family for them to cling to."

Tang Chenge nodded, "Yan Yan, you've precisely and perfectly handled this family. I finally understand why you didn't expose them right away; seeing their whole family like this is just so exhilarating!"

Sang Wan laughed, "Exactly. We just now were like the ultimate vicious supporting heroine—sharp‑tongued, especially wicked. Fun, satisfying, revengeful!"

Song Huan Yan flicked her sore hand and said, "The taste of being a vicious supporting heroine isn't bad."

Everyone in the company who saw the scene was so shocked that their jaws couldn't close.

Afterwards, whispers were inevitable: "Whoa, I didn't expect Qin Yingdi's family to be like this. Licking like that, they don't even care about their face!"

"What do you know? The Song Family in Kyoto is one of the top‑tier wealthy families, number one or two. Saying their assets are a hundred billion is a conservative estimate, and that was many years ago! It's certainly more now. Qin Zi Mo himself lost his wealth and now has to lick it back himself? Do you think there are many families in Kyoto with such financial power?"

"I also heard the Song Family is on good terms with the globally wealthy Nan Gong Clan, and they've been cooperating closely these years. The Song Family's wealth has long exceeded a hundred billion; the point is the Song Family has only one daughter, Song Huan Yan. That Xiao Song is just an adopted son, not a biological one! With such connections and wealth, if it were me, I'd be even more excessive than the Qin Family! Those Qin people aren't stupid; they play the favorable calculations well. How much is reputation worth? In the future, Song Huan Yan will inherit the entire Song Clan; that adopted son might get a share, but never much, essentially working for Song Huan Yan. Tell me, can Qin Yingdi not work hard? Between a trillion‑dollar son‑in‑law and reputation, which would you choose?"