"...My little girl, Song Shuyi, also loves to paint. She's over six years old now, but she doesn't have any young painters her age around her, and she doesn't have many friends. Ning Anjun, you look a little older than my little girl. She really wants a brother who can paint better than her. Can you accept her as your sister?"
"I have my own sister, how can I recognize someone else as my sister?"
If what my mother said was true, how much did Song Linyuan dote on Song Shuyi that he actually let him recognize the daughter of a bad woman as his sister?
Isn't this putting him in a difficult position?
Although he was mentally prepared, he just couldn't accept it when Song Linyuan said it.
"She knows nothing. She doesn't know Baili Qingluan, let alone that she has a half-brother. She also doesn't know that her grandfather has always disliked her because of the unknown fate of her half-brother. She has been trying to make her grandfather happy for years, but her grandfather has never been kind to her. She seems to be spoiled by her family these years, but I know she is not truly happy..."
"Isn't it all your fault that she's disliked by her grandfather now?" Su Ning'an retorted bluntly, "If you hadn't taken a concubine or given birth to her, wouldn't this have happened? Isn't it your responsibility as a father to take care of her? You're actually thinking of letting someone else take care of her. Where do you get the nerve to do that?!"
Faced with his son's series of soul-searching questions, Song Linyuan felt ashamed.
He was indeed the one who caused all this!
It was he who pushed the Song family into the abyss!
"I……"
It was difficult for Song Linyuan to continue begging Su Ningan to agree to his request to take care of Song Shuyi.
Seeing the regret on his face, Su Ning'an subdued her aggressive attitude. In order to get him to confess his crime quickly, she thought for a moment and said, "If you accept her as your sister, you won't have to embarrass me. However, I need an ordinary friend with a talent for painting. Since Song Shuyi loves painting, I will reluctantly accept her as an ordinary friend. We can discuss painting techniques together in the future. If she encounters any difficulties in the future, I will help her."
I didn’t expect that my son actually agreed to take care of Yi’er!
"Thank you, Ning Anjun. You will definitely like her when you meet her!"
Won't!
How could he possibly like the daughter of a bad woman?
"Song Linyuan." Xiao Lingyu spoke up at this time: "My An Ge'er has already agreed to help. Don't waste any more time and confess your crime! Start with your son. How did you lose him?"
After Xiao Lingyu finished speaking, he drank a cup of hot tea and waited patiently for him to explain the truth of the matter.
Su Ning'an and Su Xingyi also sat down one after another to listen to the story.
Song Linyuan looked at his adorable son in front of him, and could touch his chubby face with his hand. He really didn't have the courage to tell his son the truth of what happened back then.
He opened and closed his mouth several times. God knows how painful it was for him.
He confessed his crime today, which means he betrayed his family.
Over the years, his family has been covering for his mistakes, especially his father!
If he confesses his crime today, the Song family will never be able to recover, and it will especially chill his father's heart.
But even if he didn't say it, the truth could not be hidden.
Seeing that he was about to open his mouth but couldn't say anything, Su Ning'an frowned, "Why? It's so hard to say? Are you going to make some conditions?"
"...No, Ning Anjun, can you please step aside for a moment? You are still too young to listen to this."
"I'm not a kid anymore. There's no need to avoid it. Just tell me about it."
"Ang'er, you'd better wait outside." Su Xingyi didn't want An'er to hear the truth from Song Linyuan's mouth.
"I won't leave!"
He wanted to hear Song Linyuan tell the truth with his own ears, and he promised not to beat him!
Xiao Lingyu thought for a moment and said, "Since you can't speak it out loud, just write down the truth in detail on paper."
Xiao Lingyu turned his head and said to the father and son, "Let him write quietly here. We'll go sit on the swing chair over there and wait."
The sun was high in the sky at this time, making the whole yard warm, and there was no feeling of winter cold at all.
It's so pleasant for a family of three to sit together and bask in the sun.
Qi Lianli looked at the happy family of three on the swing chair, then turned his head to glance at Song Linyuan's lonely back in the pavilion, feeling deeply moved.
It’s so sad that you can’t recognize your own son!
Song Linyuan looked at the family of three snuggling together, and the pen in his hand was still not put down.
"Mr. Song, hurry up and write. If you delay any longer, it will be noon."
After saying this, Qi Lianli turned around and left, not wanting to embarrass Song Linyuan.
After all, he has liked Mr. Linyuan for many years!
Song Linyuan remembered that Su Ning'an still had to go back to eat hot pot, and the brush hanging high in the air finally fell on the paper.
Every word that falls on paper is particularly difficult...
I'm sorry, father, please forgive my unfilial behavior!
When the last word fell on the paper, Song Linyuan looked up at Su Ningan. He found that he could not see his son's face clearly, only a blurry shadow.
"My son."
After shouting this, the son's blurry figure quickly walked away into the distance.
Song Linyuan quickly stood up and was about to chase after him, but a severe dizziness and nausea swept over his body, causing him to quickly lose consciousness.
"Song Linyuan vomited blood and fainted!"
Qi Lianli exclaimed, and the family of three quickly surrounded him.
"Xiao Yu, is he dead?"
Xiao Lingyu retracted his hand and glanced at Su Ning'an, who lowered his eyes. "Let's carry him back to the room first!"
Su Xingyi quickly squatted down, intending to pick her up like a princess.
At this time, Su Ning'an also squatted down, and the father and son worked together to lift Song Linyuan up and send him back to the room.
"Master Qi, send someone to find a set of silver needles."
"good!"
After Xiao Lingyu finished making the arrangements, he picked up the confession on the table and read it through quickly and carefully.
Song Linyuan's confession was basically the same as what Baili Qingluan said.
The only thing he didn't mention was the incident of him throwing his son.
Xiao Lingyu thought about it and could understand. How could a father dare to publicly admit this?
He is still thinking about recognizing his son.
What surprised her even more was that he did not push all the responsibility onto women like other men did, but instead took all the blame on himself.
I wonder if he deeply loves Yu Chengxin, or if he truly realizes that he is the one who caused all this?!
Xiao Lingyu put away the confession and went into the room.
Su Xingyi and Su Ningan stood at the door with their hands behind their backs, watching Song Linyuan, who was breathing out more than breathing in, on the bed.
"Xiao Yu, Song Linyuan won't be unable to wake up from his sleep, right?"
When Su Xing saw him vomiting blood, he knew that the injury he suffered from the fall that night had not healed completely.
"He had been injured in a fall before and hasn't fully recovered yet. Furthermore, asking him to confess his crime today was a very difficult thing for him. He was physically and mentally tortured."
"Can his body recover as before?" Su Xingyi asked tentatively while touching Su Ning'an's little head.
"I'll give him acupuncture soon and he'll wake up. I'll also prescribe a prescription for daily conditioning and let him recuperate slowly. As for whether he can recover as before, it all depends on his luck..."
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