Song Rushuang could feel Zhang Cuizhi's embrace stiffen a little.

Afterwards, although he was a little hesitant, he still chose to let go of Song Rushuang.

The Song family members took a step back vaguely, and for a moment, the line of defense became clear.

Invisibly, it seemed as if he subconsciously wanted to draw a clear line between himself and Song Rushuang.

Song Rushuang quickly came out of her sad mood.

Her gaze fell directly on Old Lady Song, but the old lady was reluctant to make eye contact with her.

The air around seemed to become unusually quiet at this moment.

Song Rushuang heard her own voice:

"Then... what do you think I should do now, old lady?"

Song Rushuang seemed to be particularly receptive to advice.

Mrs. Song calmed herself down and said in a deep voice:

“You…you…”

Even if he wanted her to break off contact with the Song family, he still had to ask her where Song Rushuang should go after leaving the Song family.

Old Mrs. Song was speechless for a moment.

Song Rushuang's voice then slowly rang out:

"You can't tell me because you know that apart from the Song family, I have nowhere else to go."

Old Mrs. Song didn't know what she was thinking about. She was a little hesitant, but more importantly, she was determined to be faithful to her husband.

She believed that Song Rushuang could live well on her own.

At least it's much better than staying with me and staying in the Song family.

"I believe you can live well on your own."

Song Rushuang looked at the old lady deeply.

"You mean to leave me alone?"

Old Madam Song retracted her gaze and said in a deep voice:

"Go away. From now on, the affairs of the Song family have nothing to do with you."

"grandmother!"

Old Mrs. Song shook her head, as if she no longer wanted to hear anything more from her.

"Let's go."

Song Rushuang shifted her gaze to other people.

"Uncles and aunts, don't you want Xiao Qi anymore?"

Song Rushuang looked sad.

Everyone's mood was affected for a while.

Who wouldn't want a child like Song Rushuang?

What's more, everyone present were relatives who watched Song Rushuang grow up.

If they were younger, they might really keep Song Rushuang by their side.

But now, everyone is older, and they think that although the old lady is too harsh in her dealings, she is kind-hearted.

Everyone knew that they were unable to protect Song Rushuang.

Since this is the case, the only option is to separate her from the Song family.

Only in this way can Song Rushuang be protected.

Everyone looked at Song Rushuang with complicated expressions.

For a moment, no one spoke.

Song Rushuang still looked at Zhang Cuizhi somewhat unwillingly.

"Auntie, do you think so too?"

Song Rushuang looked at Zhang Cuizhi pitifully.

But Zhang Cuizhi still hardened her heart and silently withdrew her gaze.

Song Rushuang pursed her lips.

At this time, the unity of the family was like a fist, hitting Song Rushuang hard on the head.

“…”

Song Rushuang said nothing, but the atmosphere around her was solemn.

Zhang Cuizhi couldn't bear to watch it.

Although their current choices are all for Song Rushuang's own good, in essence, this child has done nothing wrong. Why should she endure such unfair treatment?

Mrs. Song was determined to do it once and for all, and said loudly:

"See? No one in the Song family wants to keep you. Go away."

Old Mrs. Song said this deliberately, simply with the intention of making Song Rushuang sad.

Song Rushuang was indeed sad.

But sadness is only temporary.

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes swept across the group of people, and finally fell on Old Lady Song.

"I don't."

Song Rushuang thought that she should have the right to refuse.

Old Mrs. Song looked at Song Rushuang with a complicated expression, and there was confusion between her eyebrows.

"Xiao Qi, you..."

Song Rushuang took over the conversation before she could open her mouth.

"I know grandma will say I'm immature, but I just want to say that you can't just abandon Xiaoqi like this."

Old Mrs. Song frowned and looked helplessly at Song Rushuang who was trying to cheat.

Song Rushuang looked back openly.

As if it was a matter of course.

"Grandma, I can ignore Grandpa's affairs for now. I also know that you did this today just to provoke me and make me completely break up with the Song family."

After a pause, Song Rushuang took a deep breath and then said in a deep voice:

"I am a child of the Song family. It was destined from birth. Even you can't change it."

Old Mrs. Song didn't know what to say for a moment.

Boss Song suddenly cried out "ouch" because Zhang Cuizhi twisted his waist.

Boss Song naturally knew what his wife meant.

He was the most seriously injured just now, and now is the most suitable time to speak for peace.

Boss Song coughed a few times, then quickly persuaded:

"Mom, you definitely know Xiaoqi's personality better than any of us brothers. Besides, she has a mother like that. If you let her go, where will she go?"

Old Mrs. Song probably didn't expect that her son would rebel against her on such an important matter.

So, she said angrily:

"What did you say?"

After a pause, Old Lady Song glanced at Song Rushuang again, and then looked at her eldest son:

"After all, you're already this old, and I can't control you anymore. You can raise whoever you want, and you don't even need to tell me!"

Boss Song wanted to say something more, but Old Lady Song obviously didn't want to listen anymore.

She turned around and went into the last tent, leaving the whole family looking at each other in confusion.

Song Rushuang was vaguely worried.

In any case, the old lady's reaction was a little too angry.

Although Song Rushuang was mentally prepared in advance, she was still worried that the old lady would be hurt because of her "rebellion".

Zhang Cuizhi hurriedly walked to Song Rushuang and embraced her gently.

Perhaps seeing Song Rushuang's worry, Zhang Cuizhi said softly,

"Xiao Qi, don't worry, your grandma won't really be angry with you."

Song Rushuang's heart moved, but she was still a little worried:

"But grandma's reaction doesn't seem like she's not angry with me."

She sighed somewhat helplessly.

As for the current situation, she is not solely in control of it, so she is more powerless than anything else.

Zhang Cuizhi slowly shook her head.

"Alas, the deeper the love, the more severe the criticism. I think you understand this, Xiaoqi. Although she has asked your uncle to take care of you, she has also left you some wiggle room. Otherwise, if your grandmother wanted to drive you away, how could you possibly stay?"

Song Rushuang thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

Zhang Cuizhi saw that her expression relaxed a little.