Everyone in Song family had different expressions, and Mr. Song was even more angry, wanting to raise his hand to hit Song Zhiyi again when the security guard at the door came in and whispered.

"Sir, the mayor's wife sent someone to pick Miss. Song Zhiyi up."

On hearing this, Mr. Song frowned and stared at Song Zhiyi suspiciously.

Liang Zefan, the new mayor of South City, was the eldest son of Liang family, a noble family in the capital city, and his wife Xing Yanxi was the descendant of a famous general and known as the top girl.

No one dared to offend either of these two.

How could Song Zhiyi have the opportunity to know such a big shot.

Mr. Song slowly retracted his raised hand, and Song Zhiyi also broke free from the butler's restraints.

Song Xuewei also wiped off the water stains on her face, standing upright, and shaking her head gently to indicate to everyone that she is fine.

"Song Zhiyi, no matter what, Song family has been kind to you in raising you."

"Don't you think it's too much for you to make trouble like this?"

Someone in the banquet stood out and condescendingly accused Song Zhiyi of being wrong.

Song Zhiyi faintly swept a glance at everyone in Song family, her eyes full of disgust.

"They adopted me simply because my blood type is a perfect match for their daughter."

"If it weren't for my existence, how could their biological daughter be as lively as she is now?"

"The so-called parenting has already been paid back long ago every time they draw my blood."

After hearing this, everyone's expression changed dramatically.

Mrs. Song was even more excited. She stepped forward and wanted to hit Song Zhiyi.

This time, Song Zhiyi was on guard and grabbed Mrs. Song's wrist.

"Mom, I'm just stating the facts, don't be so excited."

Song Xuewei quickly stepped forward, pulled Mrs. Murphy back to her, shook her head slightly, and signaled Mrs. Song not to be too impulsive.

Mrs. Song took a deep breath and gritted her teeth angrily, "You ingrate."

Seeing this, the old lady who had been sitting at the table furrowed her brows slightly, stood up from her seat, wielded her cane, and said majestically.

"It seems that we came at the wrong time today. Song family is busy with internal affairs, and it is not appropriate for us to continue to disturb them here."

"The matter of engagement will be discussed at another day. We are leaving now."

As old Mrs. Gu gave the word, Gu Jinyan stood up, picking up the boy around him and prepared to leave.

In the meantime, Gu Jinyan's gaze took a probing look at Song Zhiyi, and underneath that deep black pupil, there was a complex expression.

Mrs. Song was flustered and rushed to persuade old Mrs. Gu to stay.

"Old Mrs. Gu, there is no need to take this adopted daughter seriously, we..."

Before she finished speaking, she was directly interrupted by old Mrs. Hall.

"Let's discuss it another day."

Old Mrs. Gu's eyes were sharp. Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but she was immediately stopped by Song Xuewei beside her.

Song Xuewei pursed her red lips lightly, looked at old Mrs. Gu, and said warmly.

"Grandma, I'll see you off."

"I'm really sorry that you have to see such a farce."

Song Xuewei had a lost look on her face as she stepped over to assist old Mrs. Gu's hand, without any intention of blaming Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but smile softly when she saw Song Xuewei elegant demeanor. Based on her understanding of her, Song Xuewei didn't know how angry she was now.

When she glanced at Gu Jinyan, the boy beside him also raised his head and looked at her, his eyes full of curiosity.

Song Zhiyi's heart ached for no reason.

Her child would have been as old as the boy if he was still alive.

Seeing Song Zhiyi's eyes falling on the child, Gu Jinyan blocked the line of sight between them with an indifferent expression.

"Gu Junting, watch where you are going."

When the child heard Gu Jinyan's words, he nodded slightly and looked away.

As this father and son passed by Song Zhiyi, she grabbed Gu Jinyan's arm.

"Do you really not recognize me, or are you pretending not to?"