This was a tacit acknowledgment, and Jiang Lan was so angry she exploded, rushing up to grab Song Huaizhong by the collar.
"Song Huaizhong, speak up! Do you still have feelings for that cheap woman? You answer me!"
"Nonsense!" With a shout of anger, Song Huaizhong coldly brushed her off.
Jiang Lan couldn't dodge quickly enough and fell to the ground, almost unable to get up.
Song Anqi was also shocked, having never seen her father so indifferent, she hurriedly crouched down.
"Mom, are you okay?"
After being thrown down, Jiang Lan's hair was disheveled and her clothes wrinkled, so she simply sat on the ground, refusing to get up.
"Oh dear me, I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes, taking care of you two father and daughter for decades, and now I can't even compare to a dead cheap woman. I might as well just die..."
"Enough! Shut your mouth! Do you really want me to kick you out of the house?!"
"..." Jiang Lan choked.
