Chapter 271: Is She Really His Biological Daughter?

Fifty million was, to Bai Ge, even more painful than having a chunk of flesh cut off.

But without shelling out that sum, the matter still couldn’t be resolved.

Thankfully, it wasn’t her own money.

What concerned Bai Ge even more was that Song Qingtian had indeed deleted the videos.

Within barely a day, those videos were nowhere to be found across the entire internet.

Song Yingtang was equally satisfied—once those videos disappeared, the rest would be easy to handle.

Leveraging his connections and network, Song Yingtang bribed a large army of online trolls to help rehabilitate Song Yinyin’s image on all her social media accounts.

Soon enough, Song Yinyin turned misfortune into fortune: instead of being crushed by public opinion, she became the object of everyone’s pity.

This move truly won over Bai Ge.

Meanwhile, Song Qingtian sat at home, quietly staring at her phone, completely unfazed by it all.

“Aunt Chen, I just transferred this to you—please take good care of it!”

Aunt Chen hadn’t yet figured out what was going on when she pulled out her phone and took a look, only to be stunned.

One hundred thousand?

“This…” Aunt Chen wanted to refuse.

But Song Qingtian had already stood up. “Just accept it. I’ve got some cash now; when I’m short, I’ll borrow from you.”

Aunt Chen knew Song Qingtian was only saying that.

She said there was no way she’d lend it.

Aunt Chen could tell as well.

Right now, Song Qingtian certainly wasn’t short of money.

“Then I’ll take it for now.”

“Mm.”

Song Qingtian went over to the window for a moment. Her next step was to figure out how to get those things back—and while she was at it, uncover the killer who murdered her parents.

In fact, Song Qingtian had already zeroed in on Song Yingtang.

After all, on the day of the incident, Song Haichang was beaten, and Song Yingtang was there too.

And it seemed there had been some unpleasantness between them as well.

Still, Song Yingtang wouldn’t go so far as to harm someone—he had no motive.

Compared with Song Haichang, Song Yingtang enjoyed a prestigious status and considerable wealth. Though not exactly wealthy, he certainly had no need to kill or set fires just for Song Haichang.

It simply wasn’t worth it.

But if Bai Ge were involved, the situation might be different.

Among the Song family members, Song Qingtian had carefully weighed every possibility—she’d considered each option three times over—but only Song Yingtang remained even slightly plausible.

Song Qingtian stood for a while, and Ling Nuonuo woke up from her nap on the sofa.

As soon as the little girl stirred, Song Qingtian heard her.

She turned around and looked at her daughter.

The little girl lazily gazed at Mommy, still half-asleep and reluctant to get up. She raised her tiny hand and rubbed her eyes.

Song Qingtian walked over and sat down, watching Ling Nuonuo.

Nuonuo kicked her little feet against Song Qingtian’s legs, playing with them here and there.

Aunt Chen stood to one side, quietly observing.

Their mother-daughter relationship had improved immeasurably compared with before.

The young lady’s temperament had also settled.

If only Mr. Song and his wife were still around—if they were, they’d surely be delighted.

Back then, Ling Nuonuo never won the young lady’s favor.

Now, things are so much better.

“Mommy…”

Ling Nuonuo called out weakly, softly addressing Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian looked over. “Hm?”

“That uncle…”

“Who?”

“The uncle who held Nuonuo at the amusement park.”

Song Qingtian remembered Shen Conghao.

“What about him?”

“He likes Mommy…”

Ling Nuonuo spoke with great seriousness.

Song Qingtian picked up her daughter from the big sofa and set her on her lap.

“And then?”

“But Nuonuo doesn’t like him.”

Ling Nuonuo looked very conflicted, head bowed, too shy to meet Song Qingtian’s gaze.

Song Qingtian didn’t expose her daughter’s feelings.

In fact, Song Qingtian could clearly see that her daughter liked Shen Conghao.

Her daughter rarely got close to others, but around Shen Conghao, she showed no aversion.

That meant she didn’t dislike Shen Conghao at all.

Yet the sudden mention of such a thing today must have a reason.

“Why is that?” Song Qingtian lifted her daughter off the sofa and carried her over to the window to enjoy the view.

The Yunhai Pavilion enjoys a uniquely advantageous location, perfectly complementing the Haitian Pavilion—it truly commands the best scenery in the whole of City A.

So in the courtyard of the Yunhai Pavilion, Song Qingtian could take in the breathtaking vista.

Ling Nuonuo clung to Song Qingtian, and after a long pause, whispered softly, “Mommy… Nuonuo only likes Daddy. She wants only Daddy to be her Daddy.”

Song Qingtian’s heart sank as she recalled many things.

Most of them had to do with the neighbors’ suggestion that she should remarry her father.

Each time the neighbors came by, Song Qingtian would brush them off. At first, her father would ask and listen, but later, seeing how unhappy she always seemed, he stopped bringing up the subject altogether—and the visitors themselves eventually gave up trying to persuade her.

He wouldn’t pursue it, and even if he did, he’d wait until their daughter grew up.

Song Qingtian looked at her daughter in her arms—after all, she was her biological child. How could she have forgotten that?

End of Chapter 271: Is She Really His Biological Daughter?