Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 9 Give it back to me

Jiang Liwu was very surprised. She looked at Wei Xifeng. A stand-in? What was that all about?

Wei Xifeng shook his head anxiously and hurriedly explained, "That's not how it is. There is no substitute. You are not a substitute. You are not anyone's substitute. You are you, unique in this world and cannot be replicated." How could he possibly find a substitute? His teacher is irreplaceable and unique. A substitute would be an insult to his teacher.

Wei Xifeng was seething with anger, and his head felt like it was about to explode.

Jiang Liwu reached out and placed her hand on his arm, gently patting it to indicate that she understood. Meeting Jiang Liwu's trusting and reassuring gaze, Wei Xifeng knew that his teacher hadn't listened to Song Jinwei's nonsense. He calmed down, and the agitated and chaotic aura around him gradually subsided.

Seeing that Jiang Liwu was unaffected by her and continued her intimate behavior with Wei Xifeng without a care, Song Jinwei glared at her and warned, "Hey, you don't know that our Yi Ran is the real mistress of the Wei family, do you? Don't think that just because you have a pretty face you can climb over the head of the main character." Jiang Liwu's beauty was undeniable, even to Song Jinwei. She was far more beautiful than Qiao Yi Ran. If the two stood together, Jiang Liwu would definitely be the one who attracted attention, while Qiao Yi Ran would be overshadowed.

It felt as if Qiao Yiran resembled Jiang Liwu by three points, rather than Jiang Liwu resembling Qiao Yiran by three points.

No matter what, Qiao Yiran is her best friend, so she will always stand by Qiao Yiran's side.

"I advise you to quit while you're ahead, leave when you've made your money, and don't be so ambitious but have such a fragile life." Song Jinwei's gaze swept over the numerous shopping bags with luxury brand logos in the bodyguards' hands, and a look of disdain flashed in her eyes. She had already decided that Jiang Liwu was a gold digger who could be seen through at a glance, and she couldn't even pretend. She was so greedy.

The riotous impulse that Wei Xifeng had just suppressed was instantly reignited. The phrase "life is as fragile as paper" kept swirling in his mind like a curse. At the same time, he seemed to see the scenes of his teacher's death, which had been completely destroyed, right in front of him twenty years ago.

Even though he knew his teacher had returned alive and appeared before him, he was still deeply shocked.

Because the twenty years he lost his teacher were real, and filled with despair and longing.

When his eyelids lifted again, Wei Xifeng's eyes were bloodshot and extremely frightening.

“Song Jinwei, if you dare to say another word against me, I will pull out your tongue and smash all your teeth.”

Song Jin subconsciously covered her mouth; just hearing those words made her teeth and tongue ache. She hid even more behind Fu Qinian. Although she had tasted danger and fear, she was still certain that Wei Xifeng wouldn't dare to actually fight her.

"I'm Yi Ran's best friend. Aren't you afraid Yi Ran will blame you if she finds out you're treating me like this?"

"Give me back my candied hawthorn." Wei Xifeng's bloodshot, beastly eyes were filled with a sinister and obsessive gaze.

Song Jin glanced at the candied hawthorns in his hand, showing no intention of returning them. Was it possible that Qiao Yiran's interference with him wasn't as important as these two candied hawthorns?

She didn't believe it.

Her original intention was to sabotage the two of them and vent her anger for Qiao Yiran.

Now, not only have I not gotten my revenge, but I've also been splashed with something sticky and messy.

Feeling increasingly unwilling, Song Jinwei slammed the candied hawthorn onto the ground and stomped on it.

The candied hawthorn skewer was covered in dust and crushed into pieces before Wei Xifeng's eyes.

At the same time, Wei Xifeng's rationality shattered, as if a voice was mocking him for his delusions, that he would never live like a normal person, that he was a monster in other people's eyes, a bastard in his own mother's eyes, and that he would never get the warmth and love he wanted.

Song Jinwei met Wei Xifeng's blood-red, beastly eyes, filled with ferocious hatred. His gaze was full of savagery and destruction, as if he were looking at some inanimate object, wanting to tear her to pieces and grind her bones to dust.

Moving her foot away from the candied hawthorn, a chill crept up her body from the soles of her feet, giving Song Jin goosebumps. At that moment, she realized that she had thoroughly enraged Wei Xifeng.

Swallowing nervously, Song Jinwei pretended to be relaxed and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? What doesn't the dignified head of the Wei family have? You wouldn't be so petty as to argue with a woman like me over two candied hawthorns, would you?"

"Tsk, I'll just pay you back."

The next second, Wei Xifeng roared like a monster breaking free of its chains, his body exuding a violent and bloody aura as he fiercely pounced on her. She was like prey encountering its natural enemy, her neck clamped in his hand.

Fu Qinian was sent flying to the side by the impact, while Song Jinwei crashed heavily to the ground, her eyes rolling back and her mouth agape. Her neck and face instantly turned red, with visible veins. "Heh heh..."

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

"Oh no, the patriarch has fallen ill! We must restrain her immediately or she will surely die."

The bodyguards put down their things and stepped forward together.

Upon hearing this, Fu Qinian's expression changed, and without regard for anything else, he rushed to the forefront to stop Wei Xifeng.

If Song Jinwei gets into trouble, Fu Siyue will definitely not let him off the hook.

They finally managed to rescue Song Jinwei.

Fu Qinian's face was bruised and swollen, and his teeth were loosened by Wei Xifeng's beating; one of his molars had fallen out.

Song Jin crawled away on her knees, her face flushed and filled with terror. She covered her neck and coughed violently as if she had tuberculosis.

When she calmed down a little, she burst into tears, crying, "Don't come any closer, Wei Xifeng, you madman! I'm a member of the Fu family, I'm Fu Siyue's person! If you hurt me, Fu Siyue will not let you get away with it!"

Fu Siyue?!

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Liwu looked at Song Jinwei.

Fu Siyue was one of the six children she raised, and also the main villain who created the apocalypse. According to age, he was the eldest. He was eight years old when Jiang Liwu traveled back twenty years.

Since Song Jinwei is a member of the Fu family, why does she have the surname Song?

Jiang Liwu was somewhat puzzled. She wanted to ask Song Jinwei about Fu Siyue's situation, but the current situation was clearly inappropriate.

We need to appease Wei Xifeng first.

……

A black Pullman limousine was parked in the private lane not far away.

Secretary Chen, with her sharp eyes, recognized the bodyguards from the Wei family and reported to the distinguished and aloof man in the back seat: "President Si, they seem to be men under Master Wei."

Si Mocheng didn't even lift his eyelids. His handsome and noble face, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose, and his indifferent, narrow eyes fixed on the documents in his hand, said, "Go take a look."

Secretary Chen: "Yes."

Before long, Secretary Chen returned with the information and reported what he had heard: "It was Miss Fu who got into an argument with Master Wei. Apparently, it was because Miss Fu said that Master Wei's female companion was a stand-in."

Si Mocheng: "A stand-in?"

Secretary Chen: "It's for Miss Qiao Yiran, the woman Master Wei keeps as a mistress."