In the dark rental apartment, a domineering man covered his mouth with a handkerchief, with an indescribable look between his eyebrows.

"Do you live in such a place?" His voice was full of disdain and contempt.

Song Xing Mian's beautiful eyes stared warily at the middle-aged man in front of her. Her voice was a little hoarse as she said, "You... why are you here?"

"I'm here to help you." The middle-aged man took a document from his assistant's hand and threw it on her face. "Your mother is seriously ill and needs treatment. I'm here to give you a chance to turn over."

Song Xing Mian bent down to pick up the documents on the floor and read through them one by one.

When she saw that the contract clearly stated that she should marry Lu Tingxiao, who was extremely powerful in the capital, on behalf of her daughter, she couldn't help but smile. However, in a flash, she had covered up the past.

"The Lu Group is the most powerful existence in the capital. Even if you have not lived a happy life these years, you should know about this." The middle-aged man had always been arrogant. He did not notice the girl's faint change at all. He said to himself, "He is good in everything, but even if three wives died, the cause of death is not clear. Do you understand what I mean?"

"So you want me to die on your daughter's behalf." Song Xing Mian's words were very calm, and her beautiful eyes were shining as she looked at him. "That's right, isn't it?"

"It just so happens that your mother's illness needs money. We'll make it quick, won't we?" The middle-aged man sneered. "Don't waste any more time. My time is very precious. Once I sign it, the contract will immediately be valid."

"If I don't sign it, what will happen to your daughter's fate?" Even though Song Xing Mian was dressed in ordinary clothes, the brilliance in her eyes was hard to ignore. "My mother is indeed ill, but the money I have to work every day can also sustain my mother for a period of time. But if your Song Group doesn't send your daughter over when the time comes, with the strength of the Lu Family, won't your Song Group go bankrupt?"

"Are you threatening me now?" The middle-aged man never thought that this seemingly weak girl would talk to him in such a way. "I am your father! Are you trying to talk back to me?"

"Father? I didn't know what my father looked like since I was a child." Song Xing Mian clenched her fists and looked at him with a complicated expression. Her chest rose and fell slightly. "It's fine if you want me to take your daughter's place, but I have a condition."

"You want more money, don't you?" The contempt in the middle-aged man's eyes became more and more obvious. He knew that people like them who were poor were all for money.

"I want to marry her in the name of Song Xing Mian, not your daughter."

"You didn't do it for money?" The middle-aged man thought she was going to talk to him like a lion.

"Do you agree or not?" Song Xing Mian took the pen from her assistant, stopped at the signature, and turned to look at him. "If you don't agree..."

"Yes." The middle-aged man's expression relaxed the moment he agreed.

Song Xing Mian didn't beat around the bush. She signed her name on the company's board and the contract was established.

After the middle-aged man left, she took out her phone, which had been muted, and looked at the more than 30 missed calls, so she called back.

At the moment when the phone was connected, an anxious voice came from inside. "Mr. Song! Where have you been? The group's one billion yuan project is still waiting for you to sign! I'm so anxious!"

"A project worth one billion yuan can be put on hold for the time being." Song Xing Mian's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she was completely different from the previous one. "I have something more important to do."

"President Song, are you crazy? Is there anything more important than one billion yuan project? Huh?"

"Isn't marrying Lu Tingxiao more important than a project worth one billion?"

...

In the Song Family's villa, which was decorated mainly in the European style of nobility, Song Xing Mian was wearing a expensive wedding dress. She sat quietly by the bed, waiting for the Lu Family to pick her up.

That's right.

Today was the day of her and Lu Tingxiao's wedding.

It was also the first time for her to return to the Song family in more than 20 years. This was the father's family where she had abandoned her wife and son for more than 20 years.

However.

Although the whole family looked very luxurious, in her eyes, it was full of poverty and vulgarness.

The phone was still on, and the voice on the other end of the line was still chattering. "Mr. Song, although our cooperation with the Lu Group has not been reached yet, why don't you marry him directly? Isn't it a big sacrifice?"

"What do you know?" Song Xing Mian's beautiful eyes flickered as she opened her red lips. "I married him not only for business matters, but also for my mother's wish to marry Lu Tingxiao."

"Auntie is seriously ill in bed now..." The voice on the other end of the line became a little heavy. "But why do you wish to marry Lu Tingxiao of the Lu Group?"

"I also want to know what's going on." Song Xing Mian suddenly heard a lot of hurried footsteps, so she said cautiously, "I'll hang up first. Someone's coming."

She did not give the other party a chance to react. She hung up the phone and the door opened at this time.

"Miss Song, come with us to the next floor." It was a middle-aged woman whom she had never seen before, but her tone and expression showed her contempt and sarcasm.

"Let's go downstairs?" If she remembered correctly, she was the bride. According to the wedding process, shouldn't the groom enter the house and carry her to the wedding car?

"Could it be that Miss Song's ears aren't very good?" The person didn't take Song Xing Mian seriously at all, and his tone was also very arrogant. "Could it be that I still need someone to drag her down for you?"

Song Xing Mian still didn't understand this woman's words. According to the procedure...

"An illegitimate daughter dares to put on airs here." The woman's voice was not loud, but it was enough for the people around to hear. "Since you don't want to do anything, come on, drag her down!"

Song Xing Mian subconsciously wanted to raise her hand. She had used the fifteen years of experience in Taekwondo that she had learned to teach this woman a lesson. However, at this critical moment, she managed to suppress it.

She almost forgot that she was here as the illegitimate daughter of the Song family. Even if she was treated like this, even if she was treated like this in the head of the Song family, as long as her father did not help her, she, the illegitimate daughter, would naturally have to suffer.

Ha.

She didn't expect the Song family to be so down and out. She didn't believe that her father couldn't hear what was going on here. At most, he was just pretending to be deaf and dumb. Wasn't he just afraid of offending the Lu family?

"I'll go by myself." She dragged the heavy wedding dress and did not care about the wedding custom. She put on her high heels and walked down the stairs gracefully.

"Isn't it just a shame? Then let's lose face together. Since you want to see a joke, then let's see who the final joke is."