Chapter 240: Put in the Dungeon
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The expressions of the four brothers were grim. They had initially planned to oust both the mother and daughter from the Song family, but now only Song Yin remained.
Regardless of Song Yin’s scheming nature, at 18, the incident during her younger years was undoubtedly orchestrated by Meng Yu.
They were well aware that there was no evidence, and given Song Yin’s voluntary confession, connecting her to Meng Yu seemed implausible.
Song Yi, not having been home during this period, maintained his previous understanding of the mother and daughter.
He affirmed, looking coldly at Song Yin, “All these years, I’ve genuinely treated you as my daughter, but after what you’ve done, there’s nothing between us anymore.”
Song Ting suggested, “Dad, I don’t think we need to send her to the police station. Just lock her up in our dungeon.”
Meng Yu, surprised by the mention of a dungeon, asked Song Yi, “Hubby, do we have a dungeon at home?”
“It’s an ancestral legacy, traditionally used to discipline family members who’ve erred,” Song Yi explained. “However, it hasn’t been utilized for many years.”
Meng Yu objected, “Since it hasn’t been used for so long, it can’t be an option for YinYin.’
She didn’t want Song Yin under the Song family’s control, preferring her in police custody, away from potential interference.
Meng Yu, contemplating Song Yin’s demise, believed it was the safest option, but as Song Yin’s mother, she couldn’t bring herself to execute it.
Furthermore, Song Yin had utility beyond this situation, and Meng Yu might leverage her in the future.
Song Ting smiled, “Auntie Meng if we send Song Yin to the police station, we really won’t be able to see her anymore. Besides, this matter concerns the Song family’s reputation. If Song Yin goes to court, it will be publicized. It’s better to settle it at home.”
While reasonable, Meng Yu wasn’t convinced. If Song Fan could enlist a lawyer for legal action, the Song family’s aversion to publicity didn’t fully explain their stance.
Meng Yu pleaded with Song Yi, “Hubby, the dungeon hasn’t been used for so many years. It must be in disrepair. If YinYin goes there, will she even survive?”
Song Yin, trembling on the ground, dreaded the impending punishment. Though uncertain about the dungeon’s nature, she found it terrifying.
Knowing more about the dungeon, Song Yi shook his head and asserted, “The dungeon is meant for disciplining the Song Family, not as frightening as you imagine. Still, Song Yin deserves punishment.”
Song Yi harbored no sympathy for the one responsible for Yu Wan’s death and wished for Song Yin to face the dungeon’s consequences.
The police station must abide by the law and cannot resort to torture. At most, they would just lock Song Yin up in prison. When he sued Song Yin in court, it would take a long time before she would be sentenced according to her crime.
This kind of punishment couldn’t appease the hatred in his heart. The dungeon passed down from his ancestors was different. The Song family had always had people from the torture hall there, and there were many ways to make Song Yin suffer.
He could give up Song Yin’s life, but he could not let her live a good life.
Meng Yu still wanted to persuade, but Song Yi simply didn’t want to listen. Although Song Yin admitted that she did it, Meng Yu had also helped to hide it for many years. Even if she did it out of the kindness of a mother, it could not change the fact that she was assisting in wrongdoing. Song Yi held a grudge against her.
“A Yu, refrain from going out for the time being. Others will take over the group’s affairs,” Song Yi instructed, retreating upstairs.
Meng Yu hadn’t anticipated this turn; Song Yi had revoked her rights in the group, an accomplishment she’d diligently worked for.
Forced to accept, she turned to Song Yin and regretfully said, “YinYin, I can’t protect you anymore. I don’t know when we can meet again.”
Song Fan, unsympathetic towards Meng Yu, suggested, “If you can’t bear to leave her, accompany her, and you’ll be able to see her all the time.”
She had no respect for Meng Yu, and she didn’t consider her as her elder. In everyone’s eyes, she was perceived as impolite, so she chose not to trouble herself and spoke whatever she wanted.
Meng Yu smiled, “Fan Fan, I understand your anger. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Then go apologize to my mother. That’s a genuine display of your sincerity,” Song Fan demanded, challenging Meng Yu’s resolve..
Chapter 240: Put in the Dungeon
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The expressions of the four brothers were grim. They had initially planned to oust both the mother and daughter from the Song family, but now only Song Yin remained.
Regardless of Song Yin’s scheming nature, at 18, the incident during her younger years was undoubtedly orchestrated by Meng Yu.
They were well aware that there was no evidence, and given Song Yin’s voluntary confession, connecting her to Meng Yu seemed implausible.
Song Yi, not having been home during this period, maintained his previous understanding of the mother and daughter.
He affirmed, looking coldly at Song Yin, “All these years, I’ve genuinely treated you as my daughter, but after what you’ve done, there’s nothing between us anymore.”
Song Ting suggested, “Dad, I don’t think we need to send her to the police station. Just lock her up in our dungeon.”
Meng Yu, surprised by the mention of a dungeon, asked Song Yi, “Hubby, do we have a dungeon at home?”
“It’s an ancestral legacy, traditionally used to discipline family members who’ve erred,” Song Yi explained. “However, it hasn’t been utilized for many years.”
Meng Yu objected, “Since it hasn’t been used for so long, it can’t be an option for YinYin.’
She didn’t want Song Yin under the Song family’s control, preferring her in police custody, away from potential interference.
Meng Yu, contemplating Song Yin’s demise, believed it was the safest option, but as Song Yin’s mother, she couldn’t bring herself to execute it.
Furthermore, Song Yin had utility beyond this situation, and Meng Yu might leverage her in the future.
Song Ting smiled, “Auntie Meng if we send Song Yin to the police station, we really won’t be able to see her anymore. Besides, this matter concerns the Song family’s reputation. If Song Yin goes to court, it will be publicized. It’s better to settle it at home.”
While reasonable, Meng Yu wasn’t convinced. If Song Fan could enlist a lawyer for legal action, the Song family’s aversion to publicity didn’t fully explain their stance.
Meng Yu pleaded with Song Yi, “Hubby, the dungeon hasn’t been used for so many years. It must be in disrepair. If YinYin goes there, will she even survive?”
Song Yin, trembling on the ground, dreaded the impending punishment. Though uncertain about the dungeon’s nature, she found it terrifying.
Knowing more about the dungeon, Song Yi shook his head and asserted, “The dungeon is meant for disciplining the Song Family, not as frightening as you imagine. Still, Song Yin deserves punishment.”
Song Yi harbored no sympathy for the one responsible for Yu Wan’s death and wished for Song Yin to face the dungeon’s consequences.
The police station must abide by the law and cannot resort to torture. At most, they would just lock Song Yin up in prison. When he sued Song Yin in court, it would take a long time before she would be sentenced according to her crime.
This kind of punishment couldn’t appease the hatred in his heart. The dungeon passed down from his ancestors was different. The Song family had always had people from the torture hall there, and there were many ways to make Song Yin suffer.
He could give up Song Yin’s life, but he could not let her live a good life.
Meng Yu still wanted to persuade, but Song Yi simply didn’t want to listen. Although Song Yin admitted that she did it, Meng Yu had also helped to hide it for many years. Even if she did it out of the kindness of a mother, it could not change the fact that she was assisting in wrongdoing. Song Yi held a grudge against her.
“A Yu, refrain from going out for the time being. Others will take over the group’s affairs,” Song Yi instructed, retreating upstairs.
Meng Yu hadn’t anticipated this turn; Song Yi had revoked her rights in the group, an accomplishment she’d diligently worked for.
Forced to accept, she turned to Song Yin and regretfully said, “YinYin, I can’t protect you anymore. I don’t know when we can meet again.”
Song Fan, unsympathetic towards Meng Yu, suggested, “If you can’t bear to leave her, accompany her, and you’ll be able to see her all the time.”
She had no respect for Meng Yu, and she didn’t consider her as her elder. In everyone’s eyes, she was perceived as impolite, so she chose not to trouble herself and spoke whatever she wanted.
Meng Yu smiled, “Fan Fan, I understand your anger. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Then go apologize to my mother. That’s a genuine display of your sincerity,” Song Fan demanded, challenging Meng Yu’s resolve..
