Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 75 Do you want to destroy me?

"Okay, so you want to get a lawyer, huh?" Sang Ning said as she took a step forward, her entire presence exuding a powerful aura.

Hu Zhi panicked and quickly stepped in front of Sang Ning. "Xiao Ning, don’t go. Let me apologize to her instead."

She was worried. She only tugged at Li Sulan’s hair earlier, but she was genuinely afraid that Sang Ning, with her lack of restraint, might beat the woman half to death.

The family’s most hot-tempered member was, without a doubt, her daughter!

Even Sang Chuan, who usually enjoyed fueling the fire, felt a tinge of fear. He prayed his sister wasn’t about to truly snap.

Song Shiye was the first to rush over and grab Sang Ning, pleading, "Sister Sangsang, don’t get mad! There’s no point in arguing with someone going through menopause."

[Song Shiye, what does their argument have to do with you? Stay out of it, or watch out—Li Sulan might blacklist you too.]

[What’s Li Sulan gonna do? Seriously? Does she think money is all-powerful, able to silence everyone? We Coconut Army won’t take this lying down!]

Sang Chuan rushed in as well and grabbed Sang Ning’s other hand, muttering fiercely into her ear, "My dear sister, calm down! The cameras are rolling. If you’re still upset after the shoot, let me grab some buddies to bag this old witch and bring her home for you to smack around, okay?"

The sight of Song Shiye and Sang Chuan trying to hold back Sang Ning spooked Li Sulan. She instinctively moved to hide behind Chu Xi and Chuyun, peeking out her head.

"Let go!" Sang Ning shook off Song Shiye and Sang Chuan, feigning anger. "What kind of misunderstanding do you two have about me? Do you think I can’t handle things any way other than with violence?"

Song Shiye and Sang Chuan exchanged a knowing look and, almost simultaneously, began nodding furiously the moment her words fell.

A few seconds later, realizing how inappropriate that was, they both started shaking their heads just as intensely.

"Relax, I know what I’m doing."

Hearing that Sang Ning’s voice had finally softened, the three of them stepped aside and let her approach.

Sang Ning walked straight up to Li Sulan and stared directly at her, her eyes sharp and cold, as if they could pierce through her.

"Li Sulan, is this really what you want?"

Her eyes were chillingly sharp, but her voice was soft, light as a feather, yet it hit straight to the heart.

Li Sulan made eye contact with Sang Ning. Her pair of beautiful fox-like eyes were icy and indifferent, yet there was still a faint glimmer of hope flickering within them.

For reasons she couldn’t explain, Li Sulan suddenly felt a part of her heart being ripped away, leaving her feeling a suffocating discomfort.

Then Sang Ning continued, "Are you honestly trying to ruin me?"

Sang Ning was asking this question on behalf of the original host of this body. This body had not only inherited the original host’s emotions but also her unresolved anguish.

Not just the original host—even as an outsider, she couldn’t comprehend it.

How could twenty years of a mother-daughter bond be erased overnight? Sang Ning could understand Li Sulan’s favoritism toward Chu Xi, but she couldn’t fathom her cold cruelty towards her own flesh and blood.

Li Sulan stayed silent. Memories of Sang Ning’s time in the Chu Family flashed through her mind like scenes from an old film.

When Sang Ning was three years old, one of Chu Tian’s competitors went bankrupt and hired people to kidnap both her and Sang Ning.

Before the police arrived, the dim, claustrophobic room was filled with the sound of Little Sang Ning crying her heart out. Despite her trembling small frame, as Li Sulan held her, she could feel the child shivering uncontrollably.

Yet even then, with her chubby, soft little hands, Little Sang Ning gently patted her shoulder, trying to comfort her with tear-filled whispers: "Mommy, don’t be scared. I’ll protect you!"

Later, when the police came to their rescue, the first thing Little Sang Ning said to her was, "Mommy, can you send me to learn martial arts? Then, if something bad happens again, I can beat up the bad guys for you."

And so, at just three years old, Little Sang Ning was sent to learn martial arts—a pursuit that lasted over a decade without pause.

But that promise to protect her had been dismissed as mere childish nonsense and had long since been buried in the sands of time.

Yet now, those tearful words from a toddler’s mouth echoed continually in her mind, paired with the vivid image of the serious and earnest expression Little Sang Ning had back then.

Li Sulan’s heart tightened, and an unavoidable question surged within her soul.

Did she genuinely want to destroy Sang Ning?

Something caught in her throat, rendering her unable to utter a sound. She simply stared at Sang Ning in a daze, her gaze locking in on the moment the faint light in Sang Ning’s eyes extinguished completely.

"Fine. If that’s the case, then go ahead and file your lawsuit. But let me remind you—insulting my mother was your first move. I have every right to countersue you for defamation."

As Sang Ning’s cold and icy voice rang out, a part of Li Sulan’s heart felt wholly torn away. She was left with an emptiness she had never experienced before.

No... This isn’t what I wanted.

Her obstinate pride ultimately overpowered her conscience.

Li Sulan screamed internally, but no sound escaped her lips. She couldn’t form a single word of explanation.

Sang Ning turned and walked back, wrapping her arm around Hu Zhi’s shoulder. Her gaze, as she looked back, was resolute.

"Let me be clear—if I hear you insult my mom again, don’t wait for her to make a move. I’ll do it myself, and I’ll yank every last strand of hair off your head."

"Whoever dares to lay a hand on my mom—I’ll deal with them personally!"

Hu Zhi immediately stood straighter. Her spine stiffened, and she raised her chin high, staring at Li Sulan with undisguised smugness.

Watching Sang Ning protect Hu Zhi, Li Sulan’s legs suddenly gave out, and it felt as though all the strength was drained from her body.

Her footing faltered, and she nearly collapsed before Chu Xi rushed forward to catch her.

Grabbing Chu Xi’s arm tightly, Li Sulan held on as though her life depended on it.

Chu Xi felt a small wave of irritation. What was Li Sulan doing? She was gripping so tightly that it hurt.

Frowning, she looked at her mother, now pale as a sheet and mumbling incoherently. Over and over, Li Sulan repeated under her breath, "Xixi, Hu Zhi has Sang Ning, and I have you. Right?"

The repetitive questioning exasperated Chu Xi, but she forced herself to answer calmly, suppressing her irritation: "Mom, I’m here."

Li Sulan clung even tighter to Chu Xi’s arm as her voice dropped to a faint murmur. "It’s a good thing I still have you... You’re all I’ve got... You’re all I have left..."

[Whoa, what was that? Did Sang Ning hit Li Sulan with some kind of eye-beam attack or what? How did just a few words leave Li Sulan completely out of it?]

[Exactly, I’m just as stunned. I thought Sang Ning was going to fight her, but all we got was... this?]

Noticing how things seemed to spiral, Chuyun quickly joined Chu Xi in supporting Li Sulan and helped move her aside, letting the others handle the aftermath.

In the end, compensating the vendors took a total of eight thousand yuan, and the incident was finally resolved.

As for the money Li Sulan lost to a scam, none of the guests seemed willing to address it after seeing her current state. It wasn’t worth it—too unlucky to even deal with.

After deducting the cost of purchases and transportation back to the village, they had eleven thousand yuan left.

To prevent future mishaps where Li Sulan might get scammed again, Qin Jiaxiang proposed that they collectively hand over the remaining money to Grandma Song for safekeeping.

Being the eldest guest and a senior, no one could argue that she was the appropriate person to hold their funds.