I glanced at the elegant woman beside Song Lichuan, my biological mother, Song Mu.

Her expression was as disgusted as everyone else's, even more so:

"How did I give birth to such a shameless woman like you? If I had known you would grow up to be like this, I would have aborted you when you were in my womb!"

Song Mu was extremely distressed.

In just a few minutes, they had caused a sensation throughout the entire beauty salon.

Countless whispers could be heard:

"I heard that the real heiress of the Song family who was switched at birth has returned, and it turns out to be her!"

"I thought she was a noble lady from some prominent family because both her looks and demeanor are quite good. I never expected her to be someone's kept woman. No wonder she doesn't care about any of the services or products."

"She just said that today's expenses should be charged to the Song family. She wants me to record all her expenses under the name 'Song'!"

"Oh my, people are not what they seem. I was in the same room with her just now, and we had a long conversation. I even thought about introducing my nephew to her. Thank goodness I narrowly escaped a disaster."

Thanks to them, everyone looked at me with disdain.

Song Ning's lips curled up provocatively as she looked at me.

She wanted to see me speechless, to see me drowned in everyone's spittle.

Unfortunately, I didn't panic as she had imagined, nor did I feel the need to defend myself.

I looked at Song Mu, deeply disappointed.

I thought even if a mother hadn't raised her own child, she would trust her in the first place, listen to her explanation, and help her.

But I never expected that Song Mu would be more than happy to have everyone criticize her own daughter.

Facing everyone's malice and my birth mother's disgust, I spoke indifferently:

"First, I haven't been anyone's mistress, and second, I'm not pregnant."

"Third, I've said it before—I won't return to the Song family, nor will I use any of the Song family's resources. So, Madam, please don't think that being my biological mother makes you superior and gives you the right to meddle in my life. We are strangers to each other."

I made Song Mu blush with my words.

Song Lichuan gritted his teeth and said, "You act like the Song family is dying to have you. We, the Song family, hold a prominent position in the capital's social circle. Countless people would love to have ties with us!

"Sister, how can you say that? Regardless, Mom and Dad are your biological parents. Your words hurt Mom."

Song Ning spoke up.

Song Mu quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Ningning is sensible."

I rolled my eyes. I'm allergic to green tea. I had to deal with her:

"So you want me to admit that I'm a member of the Song family, and you want me to return? If I come back, will you leave?" I deliberately asked.

Song Ning froze, her face instantly pale.

Song Lichuan sneered, "You think we're dying to have you enter the Song family's doors? You're delusional!

"Sister, please stop saying that she's our parents' real daughter. It's best if she doesn't acknowledge it herself. The Song family doesn't want to recognize her as our daughter. You're the genuine heiress of the Song family!"

With Song Lichuan's words, Song Ning found a way out, and she tilted her chin slightly at me.

It seemed as if she was saying that even if I wasn't their biological sister, she was still the qualified and satisfactory heiress of the Song family, and I couldn't shake her position.

Seeing Song Lichuan standing up for her, I was grateful that I had never considered returning to the Song family. It would have been detrimental to my intelligence!

Then, Song Mu took out a wad of money from her wallet and threw it on the ground:

"Although you don't care about our relationship, you are still my child. Here's the money for the abortion. Use the extra to take care of yourself.

"Also, leave the capital and never appear in front ofme again. The Song family doesn't need a shameless woman like you."

With that, Song Mu turned and left, and Song Lichuan and Song Ning followed closely behind.

I watched them leave without any emotions. Deep down, I had long given up on the hope of having a loving family.

But I wouldn't let their words and actions affect me. I would continue to live my life on my own terms and prove my worth without relying on any family name or connections.

As for the people in the beauty salon, their whispers and judgment no longer bothered me. I paid for the services I had received and walked out of the salon with my head held high.

I knew that this was just a small setback in my journey, and I was determined to overcome it and achieve my goals.

From that day forward, I focused on building my own success and surrounded myself with people who appreciated me for who I was. I knew that true happiness and fulfillment didn't come from the approval of others or a prestigious family name, but from within myself.

And so, I moved forward, leaving behind the toxic influences of the Song family and embracing a future where I could define my own path.