Song Muyu's shoulders slumped, and she froze in shock.
Only now did she understand—her mother must have already learned the truth.
Last night, Jinfeng and Qi Yun's evasive responses were probably because of this.
So they've known all along.
They were afraid she'd find out, afraid she'd be hurt, so they chose to hide it kindly.
Song Muyu let out a bitter laugh.
"You still have the nerve to laugh?" Mrs. Song's face was full of scorn, her tone dripping with mockery.
Song Muyu had never seen her mother so furious—her words were laced with venom. But she lacked the ability to refute them.
She had indeed made a mistake.
"How could you commit such a depraved act, worse than that of animals?" Mrs. Song berated her. "I raised you so you could seduce your own brother?"
Seduce?
Song Muyu was overwhelmed with embarrassment. She shook her head, wanting to deny it.
But Mrs. Song didn't give her even a shred of room to speak.