Of course, Meng Yu couldn't bring herself to do that. She hadn't yet experienced the best life had to offer, and her position in the Song family wasn't entirely secure. Dying at this point was out of the question.
Despite these thoughts, she couldn't voice them and could only manage a bitter smile. "Fanfan, do you hate me this much?"
"Absolutely. If it weren't for you and your daughter, I wouldn't have ended up in the countryside and lost my mother. My greatest desire now is to witness your demise." Song Fan's tone was chilling.
It would be easy for Song Fan to accomplish this; a sleek pistol hung at her waist. She could pull the trigger in an instant. However, she knew she couldn't go through with it. If Meng Yu died, everything would be gone. Meng Yu wouldn't have the chance to suffer. She didn't want to give Meng Yu a swift end.
Meng Yu was shocked and took a step back. "How dare you say such things? I'll go back and pack Yinyin's belongings first."