The aunt chuckled and placed the grapes in front of her: "Leaving aside the fact that you're pregnant and emotional changes are normal, you and Mr. Song are engaged. This isn't a job; if you're too calm, it'll be pointless. The more you care, the more you'll fuss. Besides, I think Miss Yang is more reliable than Mr. Song. Your outburst must mean he was in the wrong first." The aunt had already tried to be as tactful as possible.
Otherwise, she should have jumped up and told him to break up with her.
With money and good looks, what man couldn't she have? Why does she have to make herself suffer?
"Auntie, your words have made me feel much better," Yang Qingheng said with a brighter smile, picking up a grape. "Is he downstairs?"
"She went to the study. I was delivering fruit and making a phone call from the balcony," the aunt said.
Yang Qingheng nodded, picked up the grapes and walked towards the study. As soon as she came downstairs, she saw Fang Nan coming out of the study: "What are you doing here?"
"Take the documents to the police station." Fang Nan waved the things in his hand.
Yang Qingheng knew exactly what it was. She had just handed it to Song Hengjue, and her heavy heart felt much lighter. Fortunately, he was still somewhat receptive to her advice.
He pushed open the door to go inside.
Song Hengjue said impatiently, "What did you forget to take again...?"
"What kind of attitude is that?" Yang Qingheng casually placed the fruit plate on the table.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Song Hengjue stiffened, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes: "I wasn't talking about you."
"Oh, you've thought it through?" Yang Qingheng hooked her arm around his neck, seemingly nonchalant.
The woman's soft palm pressed against the top of his head again, and Song Hengjue's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. Avoiding her stomach, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace: "I'm sorry, I always do the wrong thing."
It should have been his feud with Xu Lan, but she ended up suffering so much injustice for no reason.
Song Hengjue had just been holding the test report when he belatedly felt a chill run down his spine.
Fortunately, Yang Qingheng discovered it early and there was nothing wrong with her body; otherwise, even his death would not be enough to atone for his sins.
"Qingheng, how about we stop saying those hurtful things?" He coaxed her by holding her hand to his lips, even biting her fingernails.
"Are you a dog?" Yang Qingheng said disdainfully, wiping all her saliva back onto his clothes and glaring at him with her neck stiff. "If you hadn't done those stupid things, would I have said those things?"
"If you don't want to talk about it, you won't bring it up, right?" Song Hengjue forcefully cupped her face, not letting her gloss over the matter.
Yang Qingheng didn't know why he seemed unusually persistent about this promise, making him look very panicked and uneasy, squinting at him strangely.
Could he have done something wrong?
But verbally he replied earnestly, "Of course, why would I bring this up if there's no conflict? Would I be so bored?"
"Qingheng, you're so good." So good that he could overlook all her flaws.
The doctor said it's normal to get tired of seeing the same face all the time, but she was willing to stay with him for two lifetimes and still give him a nice look. Of course, she is a very good person.
If it weren't for Zhong Yan's advances, she would never have ever been unfaithful to anyone else.
She must have been very considerate of his feelings, as she didn't try to cancel the engagement or bring anyone she shouldn't have home.
Song Hengjue stared adoringly at her fair neck. If Yang Qingheng turned around at this moment, she would be met with a pair of fervent eyes, almost to the point of madness.
The police acted quickly, bringing Xu Lan to the police station in just a few hours.
Xu Lan naturally denied it, insisting that Song Hengjue and Yang Qingheng framed her. However, Song Hengjue and Yang Qingheng were well-prepared, with witnesses and physical evidence, so even if she wanted to deny it, she had no chance.
"cousin."
Hearing the familiar voice, Xu Lan looked up abruptly, her face full of surprise: "Jiajia, you're finally here! Hurry up and go find Song Hengjue, he definitely doesn't know about this..."
“He knows,” Li Jia gripped her shoulders firmly, “Cousin, we can’t hide it anymore. Didn’t my cousin always teach us to be honest and upright, and to dare to admit what we’ve done?”
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