Wen Ya's expression was cold and full of hostility. For a moment, Song Sijun suspected that if he dared to say another provocative word, she would absolutely kick him to death.
But Song Sijun did not back down.
He just blinked, and in the next second—
Tears welled up without warning, rolling down his pale cheeks.
"I really don't know what you're talking about, ma'am." With his pointed chin, Song Sijun looked up, appearing particularly pitiful.
"My dad died yesterday. He was crushed in half by a big truck. I really, really miss my mom right now..."
Wen Ya's expression froze slightly, almost losing her composure on the spot. "Huh?"
Was this kid really that ruthless?
Cursing his own biological father to be crushed in half by a truck right off the bat?
And saying it with such genuine emotion, shedding tears while speaking?
Wen Ya didn't believe the nonsense he was spouting for a second.
She had extremely rich experience dealing with insidious, crazy, vicious, and smart children.
"What exactly do you want, following me around?" The woman's expression instantly darkened.
"Did your father send you?" The thought of Song Guanyan made her completely unable to suppress her murderous intent. She slowly walked up to Song Sijun, her tall stature exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Seeing that he couldn't fool her, Song Sijun simply raised his head and met her gaze.
In those red, teary eyes, there was not a single trace of fear at this moment.
"Are you going to kill me?" he asked.
His voice was surprisingly calm, too calm for a child who had just been crying uncontrollably.
It wasn't just Wen Ya observing him; he was also pondering the identity of this woman.
He thought that Shen Xun and Shen Wenta were already very abnormal.
He didn't expect there to be a master here.
The woman in front of him felt more dangerous than those two combined.
Generally speaking, Song Sijun was quite emotionally stable, but whenever it came to anything related to Shen Yi, he couldn't control the urge to cry.
What kind of family was this!
Could she really find happiness in such a family?
"Hey, you're so young, why are your thoughts so extreme?"
Hearing such dangerous words suddenly come out of a child's mouth, she raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but laugh.
It wasn't like she was some kind of homicidal maniac.
Extreme?
This adjective made him smile abruptly, the smile looking particularly bizarre on his tear-stained face.
"But you should know, right?" The boy's voice was soft, yet every word was crystal clear. "I am her biological younger brother."
Wen Ya's gaze slightly froze.
Song Sijun continued, stating an unquestionable truth:
"Only blood relations are the most inseparable bonds in the world. Family members without blood ties, no matter how much they deceive themselves, are actually just outsiders."
The moment his words fell, the air seemed to freeze.
Wen Ya's momentarily peaceful gaze darkened.
"I really will strangle you, little kid, daring to provoke me like this." She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her tone sluggish but threatening. "There are countless turmoils and deaths happening in this world every day. Even if you are Song Guanyan's son, there is nothing he can do to me."
"If you die here today, it will only be ruled as an accident."
"Provoking me is completely meaningless for you." Wen Ya sighed and expressionlessly placed her hand on his neck. It was so fragile that a gentle squeeze would cut off his breath. Her expression was icy. "A smart child wouldn't be as reckless with their life as you are."
Song Sijun was intentionally angering her.
He was curious.
How important was Shen Yi in her eyes?
People who were too dark and twisted couldn't raise normal children.
He hoped she could grow up surrounded by love.
Instead of in this kind of... strange family.
Song Sijun met her gaze. Even while being choked, he showed no intention of resisting. He soon lowered his head, exuding an air of indifferent docility.
Was she going to kill him?
If it reached the point of murder...
Did that mean she really cared about Shen Yi?
Wen Ya looked down, silently scrutinizing the little boy in front of her. Suddenly, she slowly loosened her grip.
She just wanted to scare him a little.
From beginning to end, Wen Ya never had any grand ambitions.
All she pursued was a stable family.
Being all alone in her youth made her feel like a drifting duckweed, with nothing to rely on.
No roots, no destination, not knowing where she would be tomorrow, not knowing if she would even be alive tomorrow.
Only a family could make her settle down.
Therefore, even if she could do it without being discovered, she wouldn't take any risks to do anything to this child.
Although this kid was truly infuriating!
"You should go home early, little kid," Wen Ya let go and tapped his forehead, her voice gentle. "I really don't understand. You've probably never even met Xiaoyi, right? To dare to intentionally provoke me for a sister you've never met, you really are a good child."
Song Sijun was very cute.
But clearly,
This was another twisted child.
Get him far away from here!!
Not expecting to be let off so easily, Song Sijun reached out and gently touched his neck. He quickly blinked, realizing something, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Wen Ya was absolutely not the kind of person who would take pity on young children.
Her killing intent had been completely genuine, yet she still yielded.
Song Sijun finally felt relieved.
"I'm sorry, ma'am."
His eyes were soft and his voice was gentle, as if his earlier provocation had never existed. "I won't disturb your family anymore. Please rest assured."
Wen Ya frowned and let out a soft "ah."
What did he mean?
Soon, the woman turned sideways to watch him walk away quickly. His thin figure hid among the bustling crowds on the street, vanishing without a trace.
Wen Ya stood thoughtfully in place, remaining silent for a long time.
"...What a strange child." Her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.
Just like Xiaoyi, he was hard to read.
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