Heshun Residence.

It has been famous in Kyoto for three hundred years, and its taste surpasses the white meat of North China.

Song Xijiao picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup, blew on the tea leaves floating on the surface, raised her white hands, and held the teacup with her bright red lips.

Lin Wanqing crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and looked proud.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"When we were in junior high school, we passed by here and I said: When I have money, I must come here for a meal. You said: It's not difficult, if you want to eat, we can come and eat. I hesitated for a moment and said: When I make money in the future, I will definitely treat you. You said: You don't know how long it will take for you to make money, so I'll treat you!"

Lin Wanqing had already lost her patience. "Song Xijiao, what do you want to say?"

Song Xijiao put down the teacup and said slowly:

"Nothing, I just want to see it through to the end. Now that I have money, I can treat you to a meal at Heshunju."

Lin Wanqing was stunned. Song Xijiao actually still remembered something she had almost forgotten.

"That's not necessary."

"Whether it's necessary or not is up to me."

Song Xijiao turned and looked at the waiter, "Bring up all of your restaurant's signature dishes."

"OK."

After all the dishes were served, Song Xijiao didn't pick up her chopsticks. She poured herself a glass of wine.

"Let's talk about it after we finish eating. I'm afraid that if we finish, we won't be able to finish today."

Pickled cabbage and pork, after years of baptism, it has long lost its original taste, just like her and Lin Wanqing. She worked hard to make money and wanted to treat Lin Wanqing to a meal at Heshunju. Now that she has money and can eat at Heshunju, she and Lin Wanqing can't go back to the past.

She poured a second glass of wine, raised it and looked at Lin Wanqing opposite her.

"Lin Wanqing, I toast you with this cup. I toast to our acquaintance when we were young and ignorant."

Lin Wanqing frowned. There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Song Xijiao must be holding back some big tricks waiting for her.

Song Xijiao poured the third glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, put down the glass, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of white meat, put it in her mouth, and chewed it carefully.

"Do you remember that when we were in junior high school, Pei Hetong treated us to a meal?"

"That day, Pei Hetong ordered white meat, but you didn't like it, so he put the white meat in my bowl and gave you the chicken leg from his bowl."

"Later, every time we ate, if there was white meat, he would put it in my bowl, and if there was chicken legs, he would put it in your bowl."

Hearing this, Lin Wanqing's grip on the chopsticks suddenly tightened. She looked down at the chicken leg in the bowl. Although Pei Hetong was with her, he had never forgotten Song Xijiao.

As long as Song Xijiao was around, he would never see Lin Wanqing in his eyes.

Even when he was sleeping, he called Song Xijiao's name.

When she thought of this, Lin Wanqing became jealous and crazy. She looked up at Song Xijiao with cold eyes.

"Song Xijiao, what do you want to say?"

Song Xijiao didn't answer but asked, "I'm reminiscing about the past. Now that I'm done with the memories, we'll go our separate ways."

"We can't go back to the past, nor can we reconcile as before, so we can only live in peace and not disturb each other."

Hearing this, Lin Wanqing was stunned. What did Song Xijiao mean by this?

Why did she say such a thing?

"Song Xijiao..."

Song Xijiao was eating white meat. The meat was old, tough, and stuck in her teeth. It didn't taste good at all. But why did she think it tasted good in the first place?

Perhaps, what she thought was delicious was not the meat, but the person who picked up the meat for her.

"clang……"

The sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl interrupted Lin Wanqing's words. Song Xijiao put down her chopsticks and picked up the wet wipes beside her to wipe her mouth.

“………”

"I don't want you to blame me for not telling you this when there's a heated conflict between you and your mother-in-law in the future."

Lin Wanqing was stunned. Pei Hetong was infertile?

How is this possible?

"Impossible, you lied to me, how could He Tong be infertile?"

"Don't you believe it? I heard his family moved to a new house, a million miles away from where we used to live."

"He has started over. When I walk around where I used to live, people still point fingers at me."

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Lin Wanqing's face turned pale. She remembered that Pei Hetong had never touched her, and she remembered the look in Pei's mother's eyes when she looked at her.

"Song Xijiao, why are you telling me this?"

Song Xijiao chuckled, "I don't want you to follow in my footsteps."

…

"Wanqing, what's wrong with you? What could I possibly be hiding from you?"

"Then Song Xijiao said...she said you are infertile. Is this true?"

Jiaojiao is so kind.

Lin Wanqing deliberately poured red paint into Jiaojiao's white paint, causing her to almost fail the college entrance examination.

And what happened last time.

The last bit of friendship he had for Lin Wanqing vanished into thin air, and his tongue touched his back teeth.

"She's right, I really can't have children."

Hearing this, Lin Wanqing's heart tightened and tears welled up in her eyes.

"He Tong, you..."

"Wanqing, let's break up."

"Break up? Why?"

Lin Wanqing's face was pale and her voice was sharp.

"Pei Hetong, who do you take me for? Am I the kind of person who can only share happiness but not hardships?"

"Wanqing, calm down. This has nothing to do with whether we can share the joys and sorrows. I just don't want to delay you."

"You are still young. You should find a healthy man and have a child of your own. I can't give you that."

"I don't care, He Tong, I really don't care. As long as I can be with you, I don't care about anything else."

Regret flashed in Pei Hebi's eyes.

He should have secretly let Lin Wanqing give birth to a child for him and then take the child away.

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