Song Sishen paused, turned around and looked at him with cold eyes.
"Are you here to apologize to Auntie, or are you here to look for someone?"
"I haven't seen Yibai today. I'm a little worried about her. She's never been out this late before."
Song Sishen rubbed his forehead and put on his hat again.
"Although her life story shocked me, I've always treated her like my own sister for so many years, so I didn't find it hard to accept the news...but my mom was very emotional."
He wanted to find Song Yibai and tell her what happened at home, and asked her not to go home yet, otherwise Ms. Li Jingxian might be angry.
Song Sixing frowned, and finally understood why his aunt was unwilling to talk to them.
When her brother talked to her, he would talk about another person every three sentences. Every word he said was about his concern for Song Yibai, but he didn't care whether she was doing well or not.
Anyone would be angry if it happened to them.
"You're worried about her, why aren't you worried about your aunt? When she was out alone before, you only blamed her, right?"
"That's different. Song Jin still has grandparents to rely on. But grandparents don't like Yibai, and she has nowhere to go. Of course I'm worried about her."
Song Sishen retorted.
Song Sixing was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He knew that with Song Sishen's current mentality, it was impossible for him not to care about Song Yibai.
After all, Li Jingxian taught them to love Song Yibai since childhood, and this idea has been deeply rooted.
Nothing can be changed without experiencing some major setback.
"You'll regret it later."
Song Sixing said this coldly and left the hospital without hesitation.
Song Sishen was left standing there, feeling complicated, and couldn't help but think of Song Yibai.
Where did Yibai go?
Otherwise, the time he was missing was too short, and he didn't want to appear in public, so Song Sishen wanted to call the police.
…
Song Sixing went to the garage, drove out, and sent Song Jin to the gate of the old house.
Watching her open the car door and get out, he suddenly said, "What Third Brother did was wrong, but I believe he will change in the future."
Song Jin closed the car door, waved at him, took out a few red carp pictures from her pocket, and stuffed them in through the glass window after he lowered the window.
"No need to give me the change for the fare."
Song Sixing was speechless as he held the red banknotes in his hand.
Does she... not like hearing what he said?
The security guard of the old house recognized Song Jin. When he saw her getting out of the car, he did not stop her but opened the door to let her in.
In the old house, all the servants were awake. They had basically been working here for more than ten years, and some had been working here for decades.
Mr. and Mrs. Song were kind people. They never treated their servants harshly and were not condescending. The servants in the old house were all genuinely concerned about Mr. Song's health.
"Miss, how is the old man? Is everything okay?"
As soon as they saw Song Jin coming back, the servants surrounded her and asked.
"Grandpa is fine now, but he still needs to be hospitalized for observation for a while, so in the next few days, you need to prepare some light dishes and send them to the hospital."
When the servants heard Song Jin say that Mr. Song was fine, they all breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about what dishes to prepare for Mr. Song tomorrow.
Even light dishes must be cooked deliciously, otherwise, with the old man’s picky personality, he would probably be even less willing to eat after being hospitalized.
Song Jin's mood improved as she listened to the servants discussing what dishes to prepare.
The sincere treatment of Mr. Song and his friend also earned the servants' gratitude.
But there are also some people... no matter how good they are to her, she will always feel resentful.
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