Chapter 439
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"His father was the only music teacher in the surrounding area. He knew how to play the piano and I was also a local intellectual. I was so prestigious back then … If it wasn't for Xuan … If only she had never come to our house, it would have been great."
Old Lady Song's voice was filled with remorse. "I raised her like a daughter for three years. Three years, even a dog would know to recognize its owner and be grateful. But Ah Xuan left so decisively. She left on that day, giving us a resounding slap in the face!" As she said that, she waved her hand in hatred and hammered her chest.
Startled, Song Yifan quickly stopped her and yelled, "Mom!"
Song Yifan burst into tears. "It hurts. That slap was like a slap to my face. Even after so many years, it still felt like it was on fire! How much did she hate me? What? She left a note and disappeared. I don't even know if she's alive or not. I hate her. "
Seeing her crying, Su Qianci also felt sour.
She took out a tissue and wiped the tears on Song Yifan's face.
Suddenly, Song Yifan reached out and grabbed Su Qianci's hand. Her voice was firm and determined. "Xuan!"
Su Qianci was startled and shivered.
Li Sicheng immediately went forward and hugged her. He reached out and tried to pry the old lady's hands away.
However, Song Yifan stopped him and shook his head.
Su Qianci was a bit scared. Looking at Song Yifan, she said, "Grandma, I am Su Qianci, not Rong Xuan."
"Okay …" Song Yifan responded and her eyes became soft. "Say it again. I like it."
"Grandma …" Su Qianci's voice was a bit timid.
Old Madam Song smiled and reached out to touch her hair. "Good girl, Grandma will cook for you. Is the person behind you your boyfriend?"
"He is my husband. We are married."
"Oh … Married. Yifan's daughter is married. I am old …" Song Yifan's voice was a bit dazed. She was about to stand up. "I'll go cook."
Song Yifan stopped her and said softly, "Mom, let's go eat out. Yang is home for the New Year. Let's go eat out, okay?"
"It's such a waste of money to eat out. If your father finds out, he'll scold you to death."
"It's the New Year. Just once, okay?"
Old Lady Song looked at him and pointed at him: "You!"
"Let's go, Mom. I'll take you to eat."
Holding the old lady, Song Yifan walked very slowly.
Looking at their backs, Su Qianci felt sad.
The family had become like this because of Rong Xuan.
If Rong Xuan had not intervened for three years, Song Yifan would have been married and had children, and Sheng Ximing would not have had to suffer for so long.
Su Qianci had not told anyone about seeing Rong Xuan some time ago, but now, she wanted to say it.
After lunch, Song Yifan coaxed the old lady to go to bed and then walked out of the room.
She went straight to the point. "I saw Rong Xuan some time ago."
Song Yifan was disinfecting the toilet, holding a porcelain teacup in his hand. Hearing her words, the thin quilt fell on the table, making a crisp sound.
But miraculously, nothing happened.
Song Yifan felt the same way.
Smiling, Song Yifan continued to do what he was doing and said, "How is that possible? She is dead."
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