Song Yiyi frowned.

She is not the original owner and has no other feelings for Gu Chengze.

But the feeling of being arranged and controlled by others is not pleasant.

Song Yiyi actually didn’t quite understand.

Gu Chengze and the original owner have no blood relationship. If they really like each other, why can't they be together?

It's not illegal.

She didn't say anything, which made Song Hui even more anxious.

He roared softly: "Song Yiyi, why are you so disobedient? You have been well behaved for ten years, and I thought..."

Song Yiyi was stunned, her arms folded across her chest, and she smiled coldly, "Do you think I can always pretend to be good?"

My heart started to ache again.

Song Yiyi was a little annoyed. The original owner's emotions always influenced her.

But she just couldn't go.

"You're so anxious for me to get married, aren't you afraid that I'll ruin your current life?"

Song Yiyi's eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke quickly, "Dad, have you ever thought about me? Do you know what it feels like to spend your whole life with someone you don't like?"

"You probably haven't considered that you just think I'm troublesome and that I must deal with this trouble as soon as possible so that you can continue to live your good life."

"You just think I should leave this house. You don't want to cover for me anymore. You want to use this method to drive me out, right?"

"you!"

Song Hui roared angrily, his whole body shaking with anger, and raised his hand to slap Song Yiyi in the face.

Song Yiyi neither smiled nor dodged, and even moved her face forward.

She stiffened her neck, tears silently falling, "Hit me, hit me like that, and you'll have no right to interfere in my affairs from now on!"

Song Hui's slap didn't land in the end.

Song Yiyi glanced at him calmly and said, "Don't worry, I don't need you to cover for me. No matter what happens in the future, I will bear it myself."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the room.

When Song Yiyi got up the next day, Cai Mengjun was the only one at home.

"Yiyi, do you want dumplings or red bean porridge?"

Cai Mengjun is still gentle.

It's already eleven o'clock.

In the past, when she slept in, Song Hui would always scold her or nag her after she got up.

There is no movement at all today.

Song Yiyi smiled and said, "Dumplings, please."

Cai Mengjun is an expert at making dumplings.

Song Yiyi has never liked meat-filled dumplings since she was a child, so Cai Mengjun always makes dumplings with pumpkin and egg filling for her.

In this respect, she is the same as the original owner.

Song Yiyi gave a thumbs-up while eating, "Mom, it's delicious."

The only vegetarian fillings in the military canteen are leeks and eggs.

In this day and age, people are reluctant to add eggs.

The dumplings not only have a strong smell of chives, but also a strange seasoning smell.

Before Gu Chengze came, Song Yiyi ate there once and never went there again.

Cai Mengjun placed a bowl of dumpling soup in front of her and said softly, "Eat slowly. If it's not enough, I'll make you more."

While Song Yiyi was eating dumplings, Cai Mengjun asked, "Did you have a fight with your dad?"

"Um."

Song Yiyi did not hide anything, "He asked me to choose, either get married or leave the family."

Cai Mengjun was silent for a moment before asking softly, "What do you think?"

Song Yiyi swallowed the dumplings in her mouth and said without thinking: "I don't want to go home, I want to stay here."

Cai Mengjun hesitated to speak.