Song Yufeng, dragging an unwilling Yang Xin'er, approached Song Yan Ning and her two companions. He looked at Song Yan Ning with a gentle smile on his face, "Xiao Ning, I'm your dad." Although he didn't have much affection for this child, he was still willing to acknowledge her. No matter how ugly the child was, she was still his own flesh and blood. That was unchangeable.
Song Yan Ning gave a faint nod without expressing much else.
Yang Xin'er could no longer contain her anger, which burst forth as she glared at Song Yan Ning with eyes full of fury, "Don't you know how to greet people? Do you have any manners at all?" Were it not for her parents, she wouldn't have let Yufeng acknowledge her. This monstrosity simply didn't deserve to be a part of the Song Family.
