After the dean left, Tang Zexing withdrew his gaze and looked at the closed ward door in front of him. He pushed the door open without knocking and went in.
In the ward, the woman on the sofa subconsciously raised her eyes when she heard the noise, but frowned slightly when she saw Tang Zexing, seeming a little dissatisfied.
Tang Zexing naturally noticed the emotion that flashed across Song's mother's eyes, but he didn't care. Instead, he smiled and greeted her.
"Good morning, Auntie."
Song's mother didn't want to beat around the bush with Tang Zexing, so she asked directly, "Why is it you? Where's Song Xuling? Why didn't she come?"
She had already planned to go to the mental hospital, so she had also made plans for the subsequent arrangements.
So in her mind, she would be in the mental hospital for a week at most, and then Song's father would come to see her.
After all, they have been married for more than 20 years. She knows too much about Song's father's dirty deeds, so Song's father would not abandon her completely.
It is impossible for Song's mother to stay in the hospital all the time, but it is difficult to make follow-up arrangements for her alone. Only when Song's father comes can the follow-up arrangements be made.
However, no matter how much she planned, her plans failed when she saw Tang Zexing.
Tang Zexing did not show any displeasure when facing Song's mother's questioning. Instead, he looked somewhat respectful when he lowered his eyes and answered patiently.
"Auntie, Dad has been busy lately, so he asked me to come visit you on his behalf."
"I want to see him. Ask him to come and see me immediately." Song's mother spoke directly, but Tang Zexing looked a little embarrassed.
"Dad, I'm on a business trip recently. If you have any questions, you can contact me directly."
Song's mother laughed, mockingly and disdainfully: "He's on a business trip? He thinks I've caused her trouble this time and doesn't want to see me anymore, right?"
"He really is. His wife and daughter, who does he really care about?"
Tang Zexing listened to Song's mother's sneer and ridicule, but still did not say a word. He waited until Song's mother finished complaining before he lowered his eyes and continued speaking.
"Auntie, if you have anything to say to Dad, you can let me tell you." Tang Zexing paused before continuing, "Other things may not be possible for the time being."
Tang Zexing's face showed some embarrassment, but there was already anger in Song's mother's eyes. She pulled the corners of her mouth and sneered.
"Since he refuses to come see me, then please tell him that we have been married for over twenty years. No one knows each other better than us. Don't let me get too upset. I don't know if I will do something I regret later."
These words were obviously threatening, and when Song's mother said this, her eyes were even fixed on Tang Zexing.
Tang Zexing's expression remained calm, as if his emotions did not fluctuate much because of what Song's mother said. Instead, he spoke seriously.
"Okay, Auntie, I will tell Dad what you said truthfully."
Song's mother was not very satisfied, but instead sneered.
"Song Xuling really gave birth to a good son. He is much more promising than my Yaya, and more sensible than my Yaya."
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