Chapter 7  : Who Do You Think You Are?

Song Jiaren also turned her head and saw a white curtain hanging in the middle of the pharmacy. There were many bodyguards outside the curtain. There was probably a big shot inside.

After a glance, she turned her head back apathetically and stopped paying attention.

However, she didn’t know if it was her imagination or not, but she had the feeling that the person behind the curtain was looking at her. When she looked behind the curtain again, that feeling of being stared at disappeared.

Coincidentally, the attendant brought out the things she needed at this time. There were too many things, so he had no choice but to find a few other attendants to help carry them out.

The chauffeur behind Song Jiaren moved the items into the car with the service staff.

The fuss of people moving things made her the center of attention again.

As soon as Song Jiaren walked out of the pharmacy, she saw Yan Jingchen and the others standing at the entrance with Song Youyou beside them.

Seeing her, Song Youyou quickly let go of Yan Jingchen’s arm and looked at her timidly.

“Sis, please don’t get mad at me. It’s not what you think it is. I wasn’t trying to steal Young Master Yan away from you.”

Her behavior gave off the impression that Song Jiaren had said something that made Song Youyou so afraid of her.

Song Jiaren sneered. In her memory, this was an underhanded tactic that she frequently used. That was why this timid young girl with a low self-esteem had the reputation of being cocky and bossy.

“You’re hugging my fiancé, yet you’re still acting like you’re the victim. You’re really a sl*t who tries to act like you’re as pure as the driven snow.”

Everyone suddenly felt that Song Jiaren’s words made sense.

Although everyone knew that Yan Jingchen didn’t get engaged to her of his own accord, they were already engaged. It didn’t seem right for her sister to be so intimate with her brother-in-law.

Song Youyou noticed how the people around her were looking at her. She gritted her teeth angrily. Why was this fatty acting different from before? She wouldn’t have dared to talk to her like this before.

“Sis, I just thought that we were going to become a family soon and treated Young Master Yan like an older brother. I didn’t expect you to be angered by it.”

Song Jiaren snorted and said, “You shouldn’t call random people your older brother. If other people were to find it, they would think you’re shameless.”

Tears welled up in Song Youyou’s eyes as she stared at Yan Jingchen, who was beside her.

Yan Jingchen looked at Song Jiaren disapprovingly and frowned as he said, “Enough, stop talking. How can you say such mean things?”

Song Youyou looked at her smugly.

Song Jiaren didn’t even look at her as she stared at Yan Jingchen and said, “Who do you think you are? How dare you try to tell me what to do?”

Yan Jingchen froze. He didn’t expect her to talk to him with that attitude.

He could no longer keep a calm expression on his gentle countenance as he looked at her in astonishment.

Song Jiaren continued, “Yan Jingchen, I was blind to have fallen for someone like you. I did like you, but I’ve never pestered you. But what about you? The engagement between us was decided by the Yan and Song Families. If you’re unhappy with it, you can vent your anger on your parents. What a wuss to vent your anger on me instead.”

After hearing her words, Yan Jingchen couldn’t maintain his composure any longer. “Song Jiaren, you—”

“Shut up.”

Song Jiaren, not giving him a chance to speak, shouted coldly, “Since you don’t have the guts to, let me do it. Tomorrow, my parents will come to your family to cancel the engagement. I don’t want you anymore!”

When she said this, everyone was shocked and looked at her with widened eyes.

With that, Song Jiaren turned and left.

Not far away, Jiang Ye gave Song Chuyan a jab and said, “Your sister was so cool today. Yan Jingchen has been a pain in the ass for quite some time now. He always acts so hypocritical. Look at his expression now. Haha, this feels so good.”

Song Chuyan’s expression darkened. Ignoring his friend, he got on the motorcycle and left.

Jiang Ye, who was left behind, shouted, “Hey, Song Chuyan, that’s my fucking motorcycle.”

The man behind the curtain in the pharmacy looked at the people outside. One could see the outside from the inside of the curtain, but the people outside couldn’t see inside at all. He shook his head and said, “Jingchen is too idle. I should find something for him to do.”

Special Assistant Chen nodded and said, “Yes, Master Cheng.”

The man’s face was pale and his eyes were extremely light-colored. He had a high nose bridge and thin lips. With an aloof and detached aura, he looked like a vampire. His slightly emaciated body was sitting on the wheelchair, but it didn’t diminish his majestic vibe at all.

The owner of Somerset Pharmacy was an old man with an eccentric personality. His medical skills were superb and he was respected by all the prominent families in the capital. After all, who didn’t get sick? He was someone who could save lives.

But in front of this man, he was extremely deferential.