Chapter 317: Tranquility

Song Yingtang pondered for a moment, then looked at Song Qingtian: “Do you think that by sowing discord between us, we’ll just let you off the hook?”

Song Qingtian replied calmly: “I know you won’t leave Bai Ge. Since she can juggle relationships with over a dozen people, you must not be the top-tier one—after all, the one who hides the deepest is often the most elite. But honestly, I don’t care about any of that; I just wanted to make sure I knew your true relationship, so I spoke up. And in doing so, I’ve also ruled out the possibility that you’re the one who killed my parents—win-win!”

Song Qingtian gave Song Yingtang a wry smile: “Your personal feelings have nothing to do with me. All I care about is my parents’ case. Now that Bai Ge has admitted she’s the one who hurt them, I’m pretty sure she did it out of jealousy—jealousy because my parents got along so well, and because she resented my mother for winning my father’s love, even hating her for it.”

“She also harbors resentment toward my father, because no matter how hard she tried to win him over, he wouldn’t even glance at her. She’s furious!”

Song Yingtang’s expression darkened, but he still said, “So what? Your father’s dead, your mother’s dead—ultimately, they’re no match for us living folks.”

“You’re right,” Song Qingtian replied, “but I just want to get this settled. Everything else really doesn’t matter.”

Song Qingtian turned to Bai Ge and her daughter: “Those who harm others will surely face retribution.”

With that, Song Qingtian turned to leave.

“That’s enough,” she said.

Song Yinyin shouted, “No way she’s getting away!”

Bai Ge chimed in as well: “Yingtang, grab her!”

Song Yingtang stepped forward to chase after Song Qingtian, but she glanced back and kicked out with a swift kick.

Song Yingtang quickly retreated.

Song Yingtang smirked: “If I dare come here, I’m not afraid you’ll catch me. Do you really think I’m weak and easy to bully?”

Song Yingtang’s expression grew somber: “Someone, close the door!”

The servants hurried to lock the door, and Song Yingtang prepared to go after Song Qingtian himself.

But just then, someone burst through the doorway.

Song Yingtang and Bai Ge both snapped their heads around to see several bloggers rushing in, cameras raised, flanked by more people.

As soon as they entered, Song Yinyin hastily covered her face, terrified that someone might capture her unflattering side.

Song Qingtian, on the other hand, said, “Our conversation just now has already been broadcast live. They handle the streaming, and I handle the interrogation—now you’re really famous!”

Standing amidst the crowd, Song Qingtian watched Bai Ge’s stunned, pale face.

Her purpose in coming today was to force Bai Ge to reveal the truth about her parents’ deaths.

She knew that Bai Ge couldn’t escape responsibility for the deaths of Song Haichao and Chu Mingyue, but Bai Ge was extremely cunning. No matter who she used to pull off the job, she left absolutely no trace behind.

That’s why it was so hard for Song Qingtian to investigate. So today, she deliberately came to pry for information.

If Yang Yifan hadn’t left, she would never have learned the truth. That’s why she made Yang Yifan leave.

And as for the broadcasting, she controlled every single clip herself. She only aired the parts she wanted to show; anything she didn’t want out there, she kept hidden. For example, while Yang Yifan was still around, she didn’t stream the part about the jewelry at all. After all, she knew money shouldn’t leak out.

Surrounded by reporters, Bai Ge felt utterly humiliated. With so many secrets exposed, how could she possibly go on living?

Song Yinyin, even more terrified, turned and bolted upstairs.

Bai Ge, meanwhile, looked at Song Yingtang, who quickly stepped in to shield her.

Someone shouted desperately, “Mr. Song, you’re Song Haichang’s uncle—how can you still have any shame? You’ve got your own wife; how is she supposed to face this?”

“And Ms. Bai Ge, do you really have over a dozen rich boyfriends? If someone like Mr. Song—your elder—is fair game for you, then what about everyone else? Aren’t they all your relatives too?”

The reporters began pressing her, and Bai Ge’s story had the potential to rock the entire city of A.

At a time like this, no one would pass up such a golden opportunity. Maybe she’d suddenly become a huge internet sensation!

Bai Ge, driven to madness, screamed, “Song Qingtian, I’m going to kill you! You and your mother are both scumbags—stupid, worthless bitches!”

Song Qingtian leaned against the doorway, watching Bai Ge’s furious rant with a calm, detached look. She refused to comment.

Even though it all felt like a dream, who could say for sure this wasn’t another dimension?

Otherwise, how could she have ended up here?

Just as Song Qingtian was leaning against the door, police cars pulled up one after another, and officers stormed in, arresting both Bai Ge and Song Yingtang.

Bai Ge struggled violently, refusing to admit to killing Song Haichao, while Song Yingtang remained stubbornly silent.

For Song Yingtang, the worst that could happen was public scorn and bankruptcy. As for Bai Ge, she’d go to jail—but Song Yingtang actually thought this might finally put an end to her dalliances with other men. And as for Song Yinyin, he could help take care of her.

So Song Yingtang was remarkably calm!

End of Chapter 317: Tranquility