Song Yan Ning scanned the crowd, capturing everyone's expressions, and smiled at Song Yanli, "Thank you! I have no intention of staying."
Song Yan Ning's response stunned many present. In a prominent family like the Song Family, being a servant was envied, let alone being the master.
"Why?" Song Yanli looked at Song Yan Ning, puzzled. Could it be that Xiao Ning was holding a grudge about the past, and that's why she didn't want to return?
Yang Xin'er and Song Yanxue contemptuously sneered. They didn't believe Song Yan Ning didn't want to return. No matter how well she might live in Yang City, could it compare to life with the Song Family? There, she wouldn't have to lift a finger; everything was taken care of, and she could live a life of comfort without the hustle of everyday life.
Song Yan Ning curved her lips into a smile, "This place doesn't belong to me, nor do I belong here." The Song Family meant nothing in her eyes; she had never been impressed by them.
