The room was empty, the quilts and pillows on the hospital bed were well-folded, and the sheets were neatly laid, as if no one was sleeping.

Song Mangmang frowned, and an unknown premonition surged in her heart. She first walked in, put the things she brought on the sofa, then turned around and walked towards the nurse's station.

She came diligently, and the nurse at the nurse station had already known her. When she saw her, she greeted her warmly, "Miss Song, you are here to see your brother again."

Suddenly, she realized something was wrong and said, "No, your brother was discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday. Why are you still here?"

Released from the hospital the day before yesterday?

Song Mangmang's face changed, "Who handled the discharge procedures for him?"

Seeing that Song Mangmang's expression was wrong, the nurse did not dare to ask anything more. She immediately looked up the records and replied: "It was Mr. Song and Mrs. Song who handled the procedures for him, and they took her away. Don't you know?"

Mr. Song and Mrs. Song... are her parents.

Although Song Zicheng's health is gradually recovering, he still has not met the discharge standard. Moreover, his health is very expensive. If he returns home and fails to take good care of it, it is better to stay in the hospital safely.

Moreover, she knew the attitudes her parents had towards her and Song Zicheng. She didn't think that they loved their son so much that they took Song Zicheng back!

Song Mangmang's hand suddenly clenched, and his eyes completely sank.

Seeing this, the nurse couldn't help but say worryingly, "Miss Song, are you okay? Boy Cheng... nothing will happen to him, right?"

Song Zicheng has been in the hospital for several years. He is handsome and has a gentle temper. In addition, he is always sick again and again due to poor heart. Several nurses have been with him to take care of him and are particularly pitying him, so he is particularly concerned about him.

"Thank you for your concern. Chengcheng will not be in trouble, and I... will not let him have something to do, don't worry." Song Mangmang said word by word, comforting the nurse and herself.

Song Mangmang quickly ran out of the hospital, stopped the car, and after getting in, he directly reported the address of Song's house.

On the way, she took out her cell phone and called Song’s father. No one answered, and called Song’s mother. No one answered. After calling Song’s school, no one answered.

She sneered, and she understood that her parents were giving her a warning.

After she got married, the Song family received her betrothal money. During that period, they were like they had lost her daughter. She was slandered and scolded like that when they were on a hot search, they were indifferent. Not to mention the phone, they had never sent a message of comfort to her.

After that, they probably spent money again, and they started calling her again, sending text messages, asking her for money bluntly, but she ignored them all.

Of course, the most important thing is that they did not spend a penny on Song Zicheng, nor did they spend a penny on this betrothal gift!

If you are ruthless, I will stop.

She could not be their ATM all her life, and she was restrained by them all her life. They were not worthy of being parents or being supported by her.

Song Mangmang clenched his phone tightly and closed his eyes.

About an hour later, the car arrived at the door of Song's house. She paid the fare and pushed open the door and got out.

She stood in front of the luxurious wooden carving gate, raised her head and looked at the house in front of her. This was where she grew up, but she could not feel the slightest warmth, and there was nothing... only cold and cold calculations were cold and heart-wrenching.

Song Mangmang took a few deep breaths, restrained all his fragility, cooled his face, stepped forward, and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the servant came over and opened the door, and was not surprised to see her, "Miss, come in."

Song Mangmang raised his head lightly, stepped forward, and walked straight in.

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In the living room, Song's father and Song's mother sat upright on the sofa, one was leisurely looking at the newspaper, and the other was leisurely drinking flower tea, looking like the quiet years.

Song Mangmang walked in, his eyes swept over them, and a strong chill surged in his heart.

She opened her lips, said nothing nonsense, and went straight to the point, "Where is Zicheng?"

Song's father threw the newspaper in his hand on the coffee table, raised his eyes and glared at Song Mangmang, "What's your attitude? When you get home, you don't even shout at your parents. What about your upbringing? Is your education eaten by a dog?"

Song's mother also put down the teacup and looked at her with disappointment, "The family has tried their best to cultivate you for so many years. This is how you repay us? If you don't answer the phone or reply to text messages, you will finally go home and take us seriously. Mangmang, we are really in vain!"

In this case, Song Mangmang has always heard that since he was a child, he will always be. The family is so kind to you and spend so much effort to cultivate you. You must listen to the family’s arrangements and give the family the greatest reward.

In the past, she was always suppressed by these words, and was always a good girl from the Song family, working for the family and striving for the greatest benefit.

But... she did so much, and they never thought about her good deeds. They only use her again and again. When they can get benefits, they are the good daughter, the big baby. If they have no use value, they will be kicked away, and life and death will come from heaven.

She is a human, not a machine, even if she is a machine... she will be bad if she is treated like this.

Two years ago, in love, Jiang Wu let her down. Although she felt heart-wrenching, Song’s father and mother failed her even more and hurt her even more.

It was then that she realized that they didn't love her at all, they just kept puaing her.

Until now, they still want to use the same means to force her and squeeze her, so that she can continue to do things for them wholeheartedly.

Song Mangmang's nose was slightly sour, but she quickly pressed down. She sat straight on the single sofa, her voice was very calm, "Father, mother, go straight to the point, less routine, more sincerity, and give everyone the last dignity."

She was choked by her straightforward words, and her father and mother looked bad. In the past, every time they said such words, Song Mangmang would start to reflect on himself and then he could let them do it.

Song's father snorted coldly, "I'm married, and I have a rich husband, and my wings are really hard."

Song's mother looked up and down at Song Mangmang, and the anger in her eyes became even more intense, "Look at your rosy face, your life after marriage is very good. You are an unfilial daughter, you live a good life and no matter how your parents live! Don't forget that we found your rich husband for you. Without us, you are nothing!"

Song Mangmang's face remained unchanged, as if he could not hear what they said, and spoke again, "I'll say it again, where is Chengcheng?"

Seeing that she was in trouble, Song's father and mother looked at each other and stopped pretending.
Chapter completed!