Chapter 230: Stripping Her Clothes—She’s Done for!

Unable to find Ling Hanyu, Song Qingtian called him again.

Ling Hanyu answered the phone: “What’s up?”

“Where are you?”

“I just finished something and came out. Is that all?”

“That’s it. Song Haichang isn’t cooperating. If he doesn’t cooperate, we’ll see what happens next.”

Song Qingtian knew Ling Hanyu was out, so she continued the call. But when she stepped outside the hospital, she saw Song Yinyin walking toward her.

“I’ll hang up now.”

Without saying much more, Song Qingtian ended the call. Ling Hanyu frowned—whom could he have run into?

Putting away his phone, Ling Hanyu got out of the car.

Song Yinyin was wearing a white long dress and carrying a small white bag; she looked very elegant. On either side of her were Kong Yuxiao and Zhou Zisan.

Song Qingtian couldn’t believe her eyes.

It seemed that Song Yinyin and she were destined to cross paths wherever they went.

Song Yinyin said coldly, “Song Qingtian, why are you here? What do you want with my father?”

Song Yinyin had heard from Bai Ge that Song Haichang alone couldn’t have come up with so many schemes. There must be someone behind Song Haichang’s video—someone must have been instigating him.

Song Yinyin had always thought it impossible: how could her father, such an important person, be so easily manipulated by others?

But now it seemed things were different.

Song Yinyin suspected that Song Qingtian was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Song Qingtian didn’t bother arguing and tried to walk around her.

The hospital was crowded, with people coming and going all the time. Since Song Yinyin had just caused trouble not long ago, she didn’t dare take any risks.

That was Song Qingtian’s subconscious assumption.

But she overlooked Song Yinyin’s true nature—the habit of never learning from her mistakes.

“You’re the one who instigated my father to do all those things! You’re the one who gave my father the video of my mother! Song Qingtian, what are you up to? Now that you’re here, are you trying to silence me by killing me?”

Song Yinyin wouldn’t let go of any opportunity—even if Song Qingtian happened to be here by chance, she still wouldn’t miss the chance to expose her.

“What are you talking about?”

Song Qingtian ignored her and tried to leave.

Immediately, Song Yinyin gave a signal, and the two men beside her rushed toward Song Qingtian, trying to grab her.

Song Qingtian dodged in time; otherwise, she would have been caught.

“How dare you! In broad daylight, you actually want to kidnap me?”

Song Qingtian was furious, staring coldly at Song Yinyin.

There were lots of people around, so Song Qingtian wasn’t afraid of Song Yinyin and her companions.

Even if they couldn’t beat her, they’d have to think twice before making a move.

But Song Yinyin didn’t seem to care at all. She crossed her arms, looking completely confident as she stared at Song Qingtian.

“You don’t need to be so arrogant. If you can get me sent to a mental hospital, I’ll ruin your reputation. I refuse to believe that after you’ve become such a lowlife, Brother Han Yu will still like you. Honestly, I find you disgusting—how could he not?”

Song Qingtian turned to leave, but Zhou Zisan grabbed her arm.

Song Qingtian tugged back, trying to pull her arm free, but Zhou Zisan pulled too hard, tearing open the clothes on Song Qingtian’s body.

Zhou Zisan grinned wickedly: “I’ve never seen Miss Song dressed so tightly before—today’s the day!”

As she spoke, Song Qingtian was looking down at herself. It was a bit hot, so she couldn’t help but wear a formal outfit—with a camisole underneath.

Normally, Song Qingtian would wear a shirt, but these days it’s also fashionable to wear a simple strapless top underneath. As a conservative, she added a camisole.

Otherwise, she’d really be wearing nothing at all.

Even so, Song Qingtian was quite angry.

Someone had ripped off her clothes.

She raised her head and glared at Zhou Zisan: “Are you asking for death?”

Clenching her fists, Song Qingtian was ready to fight.

Zhou Zisan took Song Qingtian’s clothes and sniffed them eagerly: “They smell so good!”

“Damn it!”

Song Qingtian took a step forward, but her arm was suddenly yanked back by someone.

Song Qingtian fumed: “You…”

Swearing is meant for those with ill intentions. Song Qingtian turned to throw a punch, but when she turned, she saw Ling Hanyu—and her punch missed as he quickly turned his head.

Song Qingtian was momentarily stunned, her expression changing.

Awkward.

Very awkward!

“I…”

Ling Hanyu released his grip, took off his coat, and tossed it to Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian immediately put on the coat.

Ling Hanyu gave Song Qingtian a cold look, then turned to the three people opposite him.

Zhou Zisan shivered, dropping the coat he was holding onto the ground.

Ling Hanyu glanced at the sapphire-blue coat and walked over, scaring Zhou Zisan into hastily backing away.

Bending down, Ling Hanyu picked up the coat from the ground, took one look, and tossed it onto a nearby low bush.

Song Yinyin’s face turned pale: “Brother-in-law, when did you arrive?”

Song Yinyin knew things were bad and was terrified.

“I’m not your brother-in-law. Remember what I’m saying: next time you call me ‘brother-in-law,’ you’d better think carefully—otherwise, the entire Song Family will suffer an unwarranted disaster.”

Song Yinyin pressed her lips together, her face turning pale with fear.

She looked at Song Qingtian: “Sister!”

Song Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief, still furious, and glared at Zhou Zisan: “You’re done for!”

Ling Hanyu: “…”

End of Chapter 230: Stripping Her Clothes—She’s Done for!