"Father? You still have the face to call him father? Are you even qualified to call him father?"
Yun Qianqian gave a cold smile, watching Yun Congcong and others approaching, yet she didn't care and stood straight in the void, staring at Yun Congcong.
"Indeed, I should have realized earlier, with your malicious and ruthless nature, since the moment Father announced your marriage to Song Mingshu, you were no longer part of the Yun Family."
Yun Qianqian said coldly, "From today onward, in life you are a person of the Song Family, in death a ghost of the Song Family. Even if you are unwilling, you can only be like a dog, a puppet in the Song Family; all you can do are despicable, shameless deeds, all you can think about are those abominable, contemptible evil thoughts."
"Shut up!!!"
Yun Congcong had maintained a cold, calm expression, but at this moment, hearing what Yun Qianqian said, her face twisted even more, her hair disheveled, looking mad.