Chapter 281: Teaching Song Yinyin a Lesson

Ling Hanyu wore a cold expression: “You weren’t asleep, were you?”

Deliberate!

The more Ling Hanyu thought about it, the more he felt he’d been played!

“Who knew you’d come out to do what?”

Song Qingtian was genuinely concerned. She knew exactly who Ling Hanyu was—better than anyone else.

She knew he would definitely go out after she fell asleep.

Sure enough, she had guessed right.

She came out because she was worried Ling Hanyu might be in trouble, so she followed him.

But when she saw Song Yinyin, she wasn’t so worried anymore.

After all, Song Yinyin was just Song Yinyin.

Song Qingtian crossed her arms and walked out to the front door.

Seizing the opportunity, Song Yinyin hurriedly dropped to her knees: “Sister, I’m begging you—please give me Brother-in-law! I really like him. This isn’t the first time between us; we truly like each other. Sister… please, just let us be together!”

“Song Yinyin… who hasn’t been with you once?”

Ling Hanyu was furious and roared: “How dare you say such things and then not own up to them!”

“Y-you…”

Ling Hanyu was about to strike, but as he watched Song Qingtian slowly walk over, he sensed something was about to happen, and suddenly didn’t feel so eager to set the record straight.

Sure enough, before long, Song Qingtian reached Song Yinyin and kicked her hard.

Song Yinyin collapsed to the ground as if she were incredibly fragile.

“Sister, I know you hate me and blame me, but I really had no choice. That night, Brother-in-law was drunk and behaved wildly—I was forced to!”

The more Song Yinyin talked, the more absurd it sounded. Ling Hanyu’s face grew icy cold, and he almost called the police!

Standing nearby, Ling Hanyu protested indignantly: “I didn’t!”

Song Qingtian shot him a glance: “If you didn’t, then fine—what’s there to be upset about? Even if you did, I wouldn’t mind. You’re a man—you won’t lose out either!”

Ling Hanyu was stunned. What a woman!

Song Yinyin was also taken aback for a moment before finally realizing what was going on.

“Sister… you… you don’t mind?”

“What would I mind? I’m so busy—making money, taking care of my daughter—there’s always someone I need to share the load with. Since you’re so desperate to be with him and you don’t even ask for money, why should I care? Think about it—going out to find a prostitute costs money, doesn’t it? Isn’t it better to get something for free?”

Song Qingtian’s words made Song Yinyin’s face turn pale.

Song Qingtian simply squatted down, raised her hand, and slapped Song Yinyin twice on the face: “As long as you’re willing, you can come anytime—no matter what, as long as it’s free, it’s fine!”

“How can you humiliate us like this?”

Song Yinyin was furious, but she still gritted her teeth and kept playing along.

Song Qingtian smiled and said, “Humiliate you? Aren’t you the one who willingly degraded yourself by sleeping with him? And now you’re blaming me? Fine, blame me all you want—your own business is your own business. If you sleep with him and don’t ask me for money, that’s fine. But if you try to get money from him…”

Suddenly, Song Qingtian remembered something: “Oh, I just remembered—he gave me all his assets. Now he’s just a regular hired worker, working for me. When I die, not a single penny will be left for him; on the contrary, I’ll donate all my money. So now, even if he wants to buy a pack of paper, he has to ask me for it! If you try to get money from him… he doesn’t have any anyway—so it’s best not to bother!”

Song Yinyin was stunned, looking utterly bewildered.

No money left?

“Oh dear, I’m so busy—someone has to keep him company. But remember, it’s best for you to stay clean on the outside. Otherwise, if I find out you’ve been up to no good, I’ll sue you!”

Song Yinyin was completely at a loss, staring blankly up at Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian crossed her arms and said, “One more thing—go back and tell your mom that I have videos of her fooling around with Chen Jianxiu. And not just one video—there’s a whole set, about ten hours’ worth. But honestly, I’m still pretty comfortable with you being with him. Even if the passion isn’t quite as intense, at least your body will be satisfied.”

"After all, teaching by example—the next generation will always be better. Your mom’s skills are pretty impressive, you know!"

“You… Song Qingtian, you’re slandering me!”

Song Yinyin got up from the ground and lunged at Song Qingtian.

But Song Qingtian kicked her hard, sending her tumbling backward onto the floor, where she rolled around in pain.

Song Qingtian, meanwhile, stood her ground with her hands behind her back, sneering: “Fifty million yuan—buy out all the videos of your mom and Chen Jianxiu. I don’t want to waste any more words, and you don’t need to keep testing me. If you’re not afraid of losing face, go ahead and try!”

With that, Song Qingtian turned and walked away. Song Yinyin got up from the ground, intending to go find Ling Hanyu, but Ling Hanyu had already left coldly.

End of Chapter 281: Teaching Song Yinyin a Lesson