"What? The whole Song Family is being coerced? Forcing us to do things? How is that possible?"

Upon hearing Song Tianba’s words, Song Meimei immediately flared up, her anger rising instantly.

She furiously cursed, "How can they be so shameless, isn’t there any sense of reason left? Isn’t this illegal?"

"The owner here wields considerable power, capable of doing anything. I fear the entire Song Family might suffer total catastrophe. What should we do now?" Song Tianba said, worried. "Had I known, I wouldn’t have come abroad seeking business partners. Now, not only have we been implicated, but the entire family is involved as well."

He said, full of guilt, "Daughter, I’m sorry, I dragged you into this dangerous situation."

"Dad, how can you be blamed for this? You were thinking of the entire Song Family. Although Ye Fan and the Tang Family didn’t strike the Song Family hard, after the conflicts, our family started declining, struggling financially. In the country, no one is willing to help us anymore, so we had to seek business partners overseas. For the Song Family, you’ve worked hard."

Song Meimei said, full of self-blame, "It’s all my fault for not being capable enough. At this critical moment for the family’s survival, I couldn’t help you."

Actually, the crisis the Song Family faced was fake. Since Ye Fan and the Tang Family spared them, they naturally wouldn’t act out aggressively. Especially the Tang Family, they still took care of the Song Family, all for Ye Fan’s sake.

When Song Tianba and his daughter went abroad, he meticulously created an illusion of the Song Family being financially strapped, abandoned by former business partners, which was all part of a premeditated plan. This was to make Song Meimei go abroad with the intent of rescuing the family. Song Tianba did this for his own purposes.

"Daughter, it shouldn’t be said like that. It’s all my fault for being incompetent and unable to protect the Song Family," Song Tianba said with shame.

In front of Song Meimei, he tried his best to play the role of an incapable father, seeking pity and sympathy from his daughter, then putting the whole family’s fate on her shoulders, step by step forcing Song Meimei to obediently comply. Such actions are indeed sinister.

"Dad, should we run away?" Song Meimei quickly suggested.

"Run? Where could we run to? You know how many people are out there; how can we escape?" Song Tianba said powerlessly, "Now, the life and death of the entire Song Family are controlled by villains. If we act recklessly, it would bring disaster to them."

"What should we do?" Song Meimei anxiously asked, her face pale, almost in tears.

"My poor mother, held hostage with a knife in the nursing home, along with your mother, your underage brother, and the rest of the Song Family, all are in life-threatening situations. I was almost enraged to death witnessing this. How could these people be so despicable, doing anything they please?" Song Tianba said, tears streaming down his face.

He acted convincingly as the victim.

Song Meimei had no doubts about Song Tianba’s words. Naturally, after seeing his family being held hostage, her father became so grief-stricken; otherwise, how could Song Tianba be like this?

Thinking about how strong her father became so disheartened, her heart also tightened with anxiety.

"Grandma, mom, brother..." Song Meimei called her loved ones’ names, tears streaming down her face.

She urgently asked, "Dad, what does the owner here want us to do?"

"Something you can’t do, something we can’t do," Song Tianba confirmed. "Ye Fan is a great benefactor to the Song Family, past grievances are bygones, but what should our family do now?"

"Brother Ye Fan?" Song Meimei paused, puzzled, "What does this have to do with Brother Ye Fan?"

"The owner here seems to be an enemy of Ye Fan. When we were looking for business partners at home, the owner here probably already investigated your relationship with Ye Fan. Only then did they agree to the business cooperation, aiming to lure us, father and daughter, out and then threaten the Song Family, forcing us to do things against our will," Song Tianba said, deeply pained. "Blame it on, not on Ye Fan, but on those evildoers who stop at nothing, that’s why they thought of using the life and death of the Song Family to coerce us into wrongdoing."

Song Tianba tried his best not to blame Ye Fan, laying all the responsibility on Sky Net.

Seeing his daughter’s face darkened, Song Tianba added, "But then again, it’s really outrageous of Ye Fan to do such insane things just because my daughter has a simple relationship with him, it’s extremely detestable."

Song Tianba alternated his attitude, blaming Sky Net and Ye Fan.

"Where is Ye Fan? What do they want us to do to Ye Fan?" Song Meimei heavily questioned.

"It seems Ye Fan has already arrived outside, forcing us to do wrong. I now understand that those villains probably anticipated a life-and-death battle with Ye Fan. This is why they lured us here, using our needs to trap us, it’s truly despicable," Song Tianba gritted his teeth. "It’s all my fault for not taking care of the Song Family, giving the villains a chance, and now we’re in this dangerous situation."

He continued, "Judging from the situation, those villains are very afraid of Ye Fan, so they are using you as leverage. Isn’t this a perverted move? Would Ye Fan negotiate with villains for your sake? Besides, why put the life and death of the Song Family in the middle?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Dad, what do those villains want us to do?" Song Meimei asked gravely.

"They are using you, claiming that Ye Fan is loyal and righteous. Knowing you are held here, he will certainly come to negotiate. Do you think that’s possible? Then, they want you to find an opportunity to stab Ye Fan from behind, so we can survive, and the Song Family members can survive. Otherwise, we will die, and the entire Song Family will face catastrophic disaster," Song Tianba said. "Although I greatly admire Ye Fan, you and he are just ordinary friends. Why would he come here? Why drag the fate of the Song Family into this?"

"Stab Ye Fan from behind?" Song Meimei’s face turned pale, contemplating those words, her expression becoming unusually somber, lacking the usual ease.

She was making a decision, a decision forced upon her by circumstances.