The real heiress is wild and seductive, making all the male leads fall for her.

Chapter 133 Luck Built on the Suffering of Others

"How is this possible?!"

"This is so dramatic!"

The guests were all talking amongst themselves and exchanging glances.

What happened tonight can already be considered a scandal, right?

Since Grandpa Song has spoken, he doesn't care about what others say.

"Let's put everything back in its place today. I will make a will, and after my death, all my property will belong to Nanxi. Consider it a small compensation from me, her grandfather."

The way all the guests looked at Song Nanxi immediately changed.

A little compensation? This is far more than just a little!!

Even the Song family's children couldn't sit still.

"Dad, are you crazy? How can you make a will so easily..."

"That doesn't count! It doesn't count! Dad, you're really getting senile!"

Song Lan glared fiercely at Song Nanxi, wondering what kind of spell this little bitch had cast on the old man.

Lin Bei felt dizzy, and her vision blurred.

She murmured, "It's over, it's all over..."

Lin Bei's first thought was, given Xiao Rou's pride, what should she do if this news came out?

Just then, a clear voice came from the periphery of the crowd.

"That's right, I am indeed not a daughter of the Song family."

It was Song Yirou. She had changed into a formal dress and walked forward with an elegant and graceful demeanor.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, she calmly said, "Actually, this matter has tormented me for a long time. When I found out that I was not my parents' biological child, and that my biological mother was such a despicable person, I simply could not accept it."

"So I ran away, and that was my mistake."

Song Yirou bowed to Song Nanxi, "I'm sorry, Nanxi."

Her eyes were red as she stood up, fighting back tears, and she looked at Song Hai, Lin Bei, and Song Mo...

With a sob in her voice, she said, "I will return everything to Nanxi and leave the Song family. But... please let me keep the surname Song. The Song family raised me; it is an honor and a blessing to me."

Song Yirou has always projected a strong image to the public, and rarely shows such sentimentality.

Suddenly seeing her vulnerable expression, many of her close friends from the second generation said:

"You were just born then too, you were innocent!"

"Grandpa Song, aren't you being too heartless? The Song family is so large and powerful, supporting one more person won't be a problem."

"Sister Rou is so pitiful..."

Upon hearing this, Song Nanxi felt no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

She curled her lips into a smile, remaining detached, as if she weren't one of the main characters tonight.

Ling Sheng told himself that this was someone else's family matter, and that Old Master Song would handle it properly; he shouldn't interfere.

But upon hearing this, he still couldn't hold back.

especially--

Song Nanxi's expressionless face made him feel even more sorry for her.

"Where is she pitiful? Is it because she went to a prestigious school and was chauffeured around in luxury cars from a young age? Or is it because she has had her family protecting her since her debut and has a constant stream of high-quality resources? Or is it because—when other female celebrities need to borrow dresses or jewelry, she can just buy them out of the blue?"

Song Yirou stiffened, sensing the silence of those who had spoken up for her.

She forced a smile: "Brother Ling is right, all of this is what I owe Nanxi..."

Ling Sheng gave a cold laugh.

Yu Jing said with interest, "So you really are a seasoned superstar, you know the art of speaking. You are indeed very lucky, that's for sure."

"But this good fortune is built on the suffering of others."

No one can refute this statement.

Originally, Song Yirou wanted to announce this fact publicly at her birthday party.

By having her say it, she can not only take the initiative, but also make her parents feel more sorry for her.

But this old man! He actually planned to do the same thing!

Song Yirou lowered her eyes, her gaze filled with malice.

"Dad, have you said enough?"

At this moment, seeing her daughter all alone, Lin Bei finally couldn't hold back and went up to hug her.

“Xiaorou is someone I raised. I only know that I’ve treated her like my own daughter since she was a tiny little girl! You can let go of all these years of affection, but I can’t!”

She grabbed Song Yirou's hand, "If you insist on driving Xiaorou away, then drive me away too!"

Song Mo was equally heartbroken, "Grandpa, you promised me..."

Grandpa Song only said one thing: "If you feel sorry for her, then go with her!"

He wouldn't stop them as long as they were willing to give up this huge family fortune.

Although he built this business so that his children and grandchildren would not suffer.

But children and grandchildren have their own blessings. He's old, and after he passes away, he'll be too old to care about anything else!

Song Nanxi could tell that the old man was genuinely moved and angry tonight.

She clicked her tongue. "Alright, I know you're on my side. It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

Old Master Song smiled wryly, "I had too many concerns before, and that caused you a lot of grievances."

"None of that matters."

Compared to the grievances she suffered before, this is nothing.

But the affection the old man gave her was something she had never experienced before.

Now Song Nanxi suddenly realized that perhaps the old man's insistence on leaving all his property to her was because of this unspeakable guilt.

As people grow old, they hope for harmony among their children and grandchildren and for family unity.

But in the end, you find that even if you treat everyone equally, you can still breed a lot of resentment.

The banquet was grand, and the events that occurred were all explosive.

Perhaps the most unbelievable thing is that Song Yirou's identity as a rich heiress was actually fake.

Song Mo and Lin Bei were busy comforting Song Yirou, and many friends surrounded her.

Yan Xingxue couldn't describe his feelings. He had never known that the lively and cheerful Song Nanxi had such an experience.

Even when they return to their original families, they are not valued by their parents.

They would rather comfort a fake than give a second glance to their own daughter.

"Nanxi, are you alright?"

He asked cautiously.

Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow, "Teacher Yan, you wouldn't be feeling sorry for me, would you?"

Not only that, her gaze swept across the faces of these men one by one.

well.

It seems that's what they all think.

She bluntly said, "If you're worried about the money, just send me some. What can relieve your worries? Only getting rich quick!"

Yu Wan immediately raised her little hand: "Sister, there's money in the gift box! I hope you'll always be happy!"

And some people actually listened to Song Nanxi's words and started tapping on their phones.

Soon Song Nanxi's phone vibrated.

I received a lot of transfer notifications all at once.

Song Nanxi pinched her round cheek. "Thank you, I'm very happy now."

She remembered something, beckoned Qi Yu over with her finger.

Then he whispered something in his ear, and Qi Yu nodded and left.

Old Master Song went back to rest first, but Song Hai still had to pull himself together and invite the guests to dine at the restaurant.

upstairs.

A slender figure darted out of the lounge, carrying something in his hand.

A minute after he left, another slender figure strode into the lounge.