The gentleness she expected did not appear. Song Sixing walked around her and picked up half of the gift box from the table.
The gift boxes were stacked up from large to small, and they wobbled for a few times before they were barely stable.
After picking up the gift box, he turned around and walked out until he reached the car. He kicked the trunk open with his foot and stuffed the gift box into the trunk.
Song Jin fell a few steps behind, watching his series of actions, not knowing what expression to put on her face.
After he put his things away, he saw her standing behind him, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his cold face.
"These gifts are half yours to begin with. You may not want them, but you should take what you deserve. Even if you take them all, it's still your due."
Song Jin shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to take it."
At the Song family banquet, Song Yibai suffered a series of blows, his emotions collapsed, and he couldn't even keep smiling.
All I could think about was how Song Sixing and Cheng Zian left, and the more I thought about it, the louder I cried.
Song Mingyan comforted her gently, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes behind the lenses.
Song Simo was also busy comforting Song Yibai. Song Mingjin was a little annoyed by her crying. He had never seen her cry so...brokenly.
In the past, Song Yibai would cry like a pear blossom in the rain, but even when she cried, she would be cute. At most, she would bite her lips and would never cry loudly.
Song Sishen stood behind the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor. Looking at Song Yibai crying so sadly, he couldn't help but clench his fists.
He wanted to rush over to comfort her, but when he thought of his ugly swollen face and the frightened look on her face when she saw him, he forced himself to hold back.
His face is so ugly now that it will scare Yibai.
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After Cheng Zian left the Song family, his mind was filled with Song Jin's smiling words, "I want to be your aunt." The more he thought about it, the more unbearable it became.
A strong and handsome man like his uncle must not be polluted by a vicious woman like Song Jin!
After Cheng Zian left the Song family, he got in the car and drove to Jinsheng Manor, where Qin Yansheng lived.
Jinsheng Manor is located in the suburbs, covering an area of over 100,000 square meters. It has a beautiful environment and European-style buildings, which look magnificent.
More than an hour later, the car stopped outside Jinsheng Manor. After he got out of the car, he walked towards the manor in a hurry, but was stopped at the gate.
The corners of Cheng Zian's mouth twitched slightly. They were obviously relatives, but he was stopped every time he came to his uncle's house.
Facing the iron-faced and impartial bodyguard, he could only speak helplessly:
"I'm Cheng Zian, you should remember me, right? I have something to ask my uncle."
"I'm sorry, Master Cheng. We can't let you in without the master's permission."
Cheng Zian's face darkened. "You already know who I am, but you still can't let me in? I have something urgent to ask my uncle."
"Sorry, no."
The bodyguard's expression was indifferent, in stark contrast to the anxious look on Cheng Zian's face.
Cheng Zian frowned and looked at the bodyguard angrily, but he had no choice but to call Qin Yansheng.
But I don’t know what happened. I made several calls but no one answered.
Unable to enter the manor and unable to get through on the phone, Cheng Zian was extremely anxious and tried to force his way in, but was picked up and thrown out by the bodyguards.
He got up in a panic, brushed off the dust on his body, and went back to the car to continue his call.
There was one thing he couldn't figure out. The manor was so heavily guarded, so how did Song Jin get close to his uncle?
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