Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

"It was you! You led me to the door of the private room and then had a man push me inside," Song Mianmian cried.

"Gu Zhihua, are you really that jealous of Mianmian's success? Are you only satisfied when you force her to her death?" Jiang Yao asked, heartbroken.

"Song Mianmian, are you still pretending?" Fu Yanche spoke up.

"What are you saying, A-Che? I don't understand." Song Mianmian didn't expect Fu Yanche to stand on Gu Zhihua's side.

"Please calm down, I have evidence. This was all staged by Song Mianmian herself." Gu Zhihua stopped arguing, took out her phone, and played the video, which showed the conversation between the two of them at the door of the private room.

The more Jiang Yao listened, the uglier her expression became.

The night I left the Song family, you sent assassins to kill me.

[Hmph! So you're not stupid after all? Too bad you're lucky I didn't kill you.]

So, ever since I returned to the Song family, you've been plotting against me, deliberately falling down in front of everyone, causing all sorts of trouble to frame me—all to get rid of me, right?

So what? The Song family can only have me as their daughter. If you come back, you'll take my place and my fiancé too...

"Mianmian, is all of this true? You really did it?" Jiang Yao looked at Song Mianmian in disbelief. She never expected her to be so vicious.

"Mom, none of this is true..."

Before Song Mianmian could finish speaking, Fu Yanche interrupted, "I was right at the corner at the time, and I heard it all clearly. It's exactly as the video says, and the short video is real."

"Mom..." Song Mianmian wanted to explain, but Jiang Yao raised her hand and slapped her hard.

"Song Mianmian, so it was all your own doing. How did you become so vicious?" Jiang Yao looked at her with great disappointment.

"Hahaha, I knew it! You only love your own daughters and will abandon me one day." Song Mianmian couldn't argue anymore, and there was no need to argue. She laughed wildly.

"How could you think that way? I treated you like my own daughter. Even after I found Zhihua, I never neglected you." Jiang Yao's heart ached. She had actually driven away her own daughter for her sake.

"Stop it. Look at you, now you've all abandoned me. Fu Yanche doesn't want me anymore, and she's back, taking everything away from me." Song Mianmian looked at Gu Zhihua viciously.

"Hmph, see? What did I tell you? Madam Song, you're truly blind and incompetent. You treat your adopted daughter like a treasure, while regarding your own biological daughter as worthless," Madam Fu said sarcastically.

"Fourth Master." A voice rang out at the door.

Everyone looked over and saw Leng Yan and a woman appear at the door.

"Bring her in," Mo Yeting said.

Gu Zhihua glanced at her husband. What was he doing?

Leng Yan led the woman in, carrying a file folder in his hand.

"Mrs. Song, actually my wife isn't your biological daughter either. This woman in front of you is your biological daughter. The hospital made a mistake with the records," Mo Yeting said.

Gu Zhihua was stunned, looking at Mo Yeting in confusion. What did her husband say? That she wasn't the Song family's biological daughter? Could this be any more dramatic?

Leng Yan opened the file bag, inside was a paternity test report. "Mr. Song, Mrs. Song, this is your paternity test report with this young lady. She has the same name as our young mistress, so the report was taken by mistake. If you don't believe it, you can take her to the hospital to do a paternity test yourself."

"What?" Jiang Yao quickly grabbed the report and looked at it. "You're our biological daughter?"

"Madam Song, don't blame me for not reminding you, heaven has given you a second chance. Treat your own daughter well and don't repeat the same mistakes," Mo Yeting's eyes flashed with coldness. "However, for how you treated my wife before, your Song family will pay the price."

Song Henian looked at him. Mo Yeting had a powerful aura, and he felt that his identity was not simple. He asked uncertainly, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am. The Song family will have to bear the consequences of everything they've done." Mo Yeting had no mercy; he wouldn't let anyone who had bullied his wife get away with it.

Grandpa Fu knew Mo Yeting's identity, but he didn't expose him. A smart person wouldn't cause trouble for themselves.

Before Fu Yanche could say anything, Old Master Fu stopped him, saying, "You scoundrel, go back and kneel in the ancestral hall to reflect on your actions. Now get out of here!"

Mrs. Fu was very perceptive; she pulled Fu Yanche along, saying, "Let's go."

"Wife, let's go home." Mo Yeting took Gu Zhihua's hand. Everything that needed to be resolved had been resolved, and there was no need to stay here any longer.

Gu Zhihua nodded obediently and followed him away.

Leng Yan followed.

Back in the car, Leng Yan started the engine and drove back to Moyuan.

Gu Zhihua then asked, "Husband, am I really not the Song family's biological daughter?"

"Yes, you're not. They don't deserve such a good daughter like you." Mo Yeting only discovered this the day before, thanks to Leng Yan.

"Then, who are my biological parents?" She knew they weren't her adoptive parents either.

"I don't know yet, but trust your husband, I will definitely help you find your biological parents." Mo Yeting pulled her into his arms to comfort her.

"I'm scared. I don't want to look for them. I'm afraid they'll end up like the Song couple." Gu Zhihua's heart had already died once, and she didn't want to go through that again.

"Don't worry, you're not alone this time. Your husband is behind you. No matter what kind of family they are, your husband won't let them bully you. Don't you want to know who your biological parents are? What if they are also desperately searching for you?" Mo Yeting didn't want her to have any regrets.

Gu Zhihua's heart was in turmoil, but she listened to her husband's words. Perhaps her family was also looking for her? Perhaps they were different from the Song couple?

She reached out and hugged Mo Yeting's waist, resting her face against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and softly said, "Husband, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Don't worry, your husband will take care of everything." Mo Yeting felt sorry for his wife.

"Honey, what should we do with Song Mianmian?" Gu Zhihua had almost forgotten about this.

"The Song family has seen through her true colors. They can't tolerate her anymore, and her dream of becoming a wealthy wife has been shattered. She's worse off alive than dead. Actually, I could spare her life, but she once tried to kill you, and I can't keep her in this world to threaten your safety again." Mo Yeting didn't elaborate, leaving it at that.

He likes to have everything under his control and cannot tolerate any mistakes, especially when it comes to Gu Zhihua. He cannot be soft-hearted; if she is threatened, she does not deserve to live in this world!

Gu Zhihua didn't ask any more questions. She knew he had his own way of handling things. She wasn't a saint, and she wouldn't sympathize with someone who had once tried to kill her. Song Mianmian brought this upon herself!