Chapter 499 Secret Love Chapter 39
Hearing this, she couldn't help but frown.
They had never heard Shen Jingmo mention anything about his family, they only knew that his parents didn't come home often.
Song Zhiyuan lowered his eyelids and asked casually, "What are you arguing about?"
"I didn't hear it clearly, and I didn't dare go in."
"What are my two darlings talking about?" Tao Ran hugged Song Zhiyuan's shoulders and cuddled intimately with his daughter.
Song Zhiyuan shook her head. "Nothing."
Seeing that there was a secret between the two children, Tao Ran did not ask any more questions.
Song Zhiyuan specifically asked her father to set aside a separate dinner for her. After the siblings finished eating, they went to the Mo family in Shenjing together.
The quarrel was over by then.
The entire villa was pitch black without a single ray of light. Holding the food box, Song Zhiwei looked at his sister suspiciously, "Is there no one here?"
Song Zhiyuan didn't say anything and pointed in the direction of the backyard.
Song Zhiwei followed her sister to the backyard of Shen Jingmo's house. She took out a laser pointer from her pocket and waved it twice at the window of Shen Jingmo's bedroom.
In the room, Shen Jingmo was lying on the bed with his Walkman on, staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing whether the quarrel downstairs was over. He moved and turned over, and saw a spot of light outside the window falling on the wall through the window, shaking briefly twice.
His clear eyes flashed with light, and he got out of bed quickly, without even having time to change his shoes that were worn the wrong way. He strode to the window and looked out.
I saw Sister Song and Song Zhiwei, one tall and one short, standing by the street light downstairs.
The dim light from the street lamps made the two figures look slender.
Seeing him, Song Zhiwei waved at him continuously, motioning him to go downstairs.
He changed his shoes, put on a cotton coat and hurried downstairs.
His parents were no longer seen downstairs. Shen Jingmo didn't bother to pay attention to them and just walked out of the room.
The brother and sister had come back from the backyard and were standing in front of his house.
After seeing Song Zhiyuan, he was surprised and happy, "Sister Song, why are you here?"
"I originally wanted to come and find you to have dinner at my house, but when I got here I heard your parents arguing, so I didn't dare go in. My sister was worried that you hadn't eaten dinner, so she specially left a meal for you."
Song Zhiwei was not good at observing people's expressions, and even came forward to ask curiously, "Chen Jingmo, what are your parents arguing about?"
Upon hearing this, Song Zhiyuan immediately coughed lightly, interrupting Song Zhiwei from continuing to speak.
In the mottled light, he clearly saw Shen Jingmo's eyes gradually dimming.
Knowing that Song Zhiwei had said something wrong, she quickly changed the subject, "Jing Mo, you haven't had dinner yet, right? My dad made cola chicken wings, steamed spareribs with rice flour, and crispy pork. I'll save some for you, so eat some first."
Song Zhiyuan did not enter Shen Jingmo's house, but took Shen Jingmo to the community park to sit on a bench, opened the food boxes and placed them in front of him one by one.
Seeing these things in front of him, he was both moved and sad.
"It's still hot. Eating something will make me feel better." Song Zhiyuan turned the takeaway bag upside down and realized that he didn't bring chopsticks.
"Didn't you put down your chopsticks?"
Song Zhiwei shrugged innocently, "Sister, you didn't say to put down the chopsticks."
Shen Jingmo was immediately amused by the interaction between the siblings, and the slight depression in his heart dissipated. "Sister Song, it's okay. I can use my hands."
“Meat tastes better when you eat it with your hands.”
As he spoke, Shen Jingmo picked up a cola chicken wing and started to eat it.
Although the food was placed in the thermos, it inevitably became cold after a long time and was only slightly warm.
Even so, Shen Jingmo still ate with gusto.
Seeing that the corners of Shen Jingmo's mouth were covered with cola chicken wing soup, Song Zhiyuan reminded him lovingly, "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."
They came out in such a hurry that they took nothing with them.
"Uncle Song's cooking tastes especially delicious."
"If you like it, you can come to my house to eat." Song Zhiyuan held his chin and looked at the young man in front of him.
Shen Jingmo wolfed down all the food, and then the three of them went their separate ways and went home.
Before the Chinese New Year, Shen Jingmo came to the Song family as usual to do the test with Song Zhiwei.
Shen Jingmo skillfully changed his shoes at the entrance and cautiously went to the living room. He glanced around the room but couldn't see Song Zhiyuan. He took the opportunity to get the test paper and moved closer to Song Zhiwei and whispered, "Why don't you see Sister Song?"
"Chinese New Year is just two days away, so I went to the mall with my mom."
Song Zhiwei pushed a few test papers in front of Shen Jingmo, "The homework my sister left before she went out must be finished before she comes back."
Shen Jingmo naturally unfolded the test paper and began to write the questions skillfully.
At the same time, Song Zhiyuan, who accompanied Tao Ran shopping, sat tiredly on the sofa in the rest area of the store, holding a milk tea in one hand and a candied haws in the other.
The clerk took the new clothes into the fitting room.
She was bored and browsing her phone, and her eyes happened to fall on a man not far away.
The man was dressed in a suit and tie, standing straight, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his hair meticulously groomed, and he had the temperament of a mature man.
However, the person following the man was not Shen's mother, but a strange woman that Song Zhiyuan had never seen before.
The woman wore a white shirt and fishtail skirt inside and a red wool coat outside. Her fiery red lips and big wavy hair made her look particularly charming.
The woman held Shen Zheng's arm with one hand, and her whole body was almost pressed against Shen Zheng.
Shen Zheng held a little girl's hand with his other hand. The little girl looked young and was wearing a soft pink princess dress. She looked at Shen Zheng with admiration in her eyes and was particularly intimate with Shen Zheng as they walked together.
A bad premonition suddenly lingered in my mind.
The moment he saw a strange woman beside Shen Zheng, he seemed to know everything about the quarrel with Shen's mother that night.
The little girl that Chen Zheng was holding happened to look over, so Song Zhiyuan naturally avoided her gaze and lowered it, sipping milk tea and eating candied haws.
When the three figures gradually walked away from her, Song Zhiyuan put down her milk tea, stood up and looked in the direction of the fitting room. After hesitating for a moment, she walked out of the store and followed the people in front who looked more like a happy family of three.
Song Zhiyuan was afraid of being discovered by them, so he kept a distance from them.
The little girl that Shen Zheng was holding suddenly stopped at an ice cream shop, pointed at the various ice creams there and said softly, "Dad, I want to eat chocolate ice cream."
Chen Zheng released the woman's hand, squatted down to the little girl's level, and coaxed her lovingly, "Xiaoying, be good, we don't eat ice cream. Eating ice cream in winter will give you a stomachache. How about Daddy take you and Mommy to eat hot pot?"
Song Zhiyuan stopped and leaned naturally against the railing in front of her, pushing the hair tucked behind her ears to the front to avoid being noticed by Shen Zheng.
After hearing Shen Zheng's doting words, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Their family was not familiar with the Shen family before. Since they met Shen Jingmo, they had never seen Shen Zheng treat Shen Jingmo like this.
How sad Shen Jingmo must be to see such a scene.
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