Chapter 1222: Chapter 1222 So Awesome

Auntie Feng did not care whether Song Zishan was innocent or unaware of the truth. Since she had enjoyed everything and Song Jiaming knew everything, then it was her fault, and she deserved her punishment.

Songshan watched Auntie Feng hit someone, his eyes wide open in shock, filled with admiration.

So impressive!

That’s exactly how it should be.

Song Jinyan did not say anything, but his attitude was clear; he approved.

After hitting Song Zishan, Auntie Feng glanced at Song Jinyan as if to blame, her look clearly conveying, “Letting her off by merely sending her away is too lenient for her.”

Song Jinyan gave a helpless bitter smile.

“You…you hit me? You dare to hit me?” Song Zishan was truly driven mad by the series of events and, summoning all her strength unexpectedly, she broke free from the guards holding her and, taking advantage of their unpreparedness, lunged at Auntie Feng’s face to start hitting her.

The fierce momentum shocked the guards and Songshan, leaving them dumbfounded.

Only Song Jinyan stood still, a cold gleam passing through his eyes.

Songshan was about to step forward to intervene, but an unexpected scene unfolded.

Song Zishan’s fierce attack was easily deflected by Auntie Feng, who grabbed Song Zishan’s arm, jerked and pushed to diffuse her momentum, and then threw her over her shoulder, slamming her heavily onto the ground.

In pain, Song Zishan curled up on the ground and cried loudly.

Songshan: “…that’s amazing?”

Song Jinyan explained softly, “Auntie Feng is very capable; she was once the top secretary in Grandfather’s secretarial office.” Ironically, Song Zishan had always underestimated her, polite and courteous to Auntie Feng’s face, but downplaying her worth, treating her worse even than a household maid.

Song Jinyan had long noticed this and had reprimanded Song Zishan before, but she had always been dismissive. She would apologize very nicely in person, but would turn even more arrogant once she turned around.

It was just that Auntie Feng didn’t bother with the younger generation.

“Not even realizing what trash she is.” Auntie Feng patted the non-existent dust off her hands and looked down at Song Zishan from a high position, becoming increasingly angry, hateful, and heartbroken for the old general. Finally, after some thought, she simply kicked Song Zishan a couple of times impulsively.

In the courtyard, only the sounds of the guards and Songshan gasping for air could be heard.

At that moment, everyone looked at Auntie Feng differently; the guards were afraid, Songshan was admiring.

Song Jinyan, who had been silent, looked up towards the window of the second-floor study, his pale thin lips slowly curling into a sarcastic arc. Could Grandfather also be reluctant to harm the daughter of the impostor who killed Second Uncle?

Was it really because he had raised her for over twenty years, so he had developed feelings for her?

Thinking back to the conversation in the study with his grandfather, Song Jinyan’s expression grew even colder, his whole body exuding a chill more unbearable than the ice and snow of the winter season. Because the ice and snow were transparent and clear, but what Song Jinyan emitted was gloomy, violent, oppressive, filled with anger and hatred.

There was also a strong murderous intent, so oppressive it left people breathless.

At this moment, the courtyard suddenly fell silent, Song Zishan lying in the snow, no longer crying. Because only now did she realize something must have happened, Song Jinyan was serious.

She was no longer the little princess of the Song family.

She could cry, but there was no one left to protect her.

Song Zishan’s swollen face was distorted beyond recognition, her eyes brimming with malicious hatred, staring venomously at Auntie Feng. She looked as though she wished to dismember everyone present.