Winning Over the Father-in-Law 2
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"Nanqi is my lover, the woman who will spend the rest of her life with me. She loves me more than anyone else in this world."
"Hmph," Song Hui sneered disdainfully, "Did she raise you with her money, or did she cultivate your knowledge?" Song Hui looked at Song Zhao with a sinister gaze: "You keep saying she loves you, but what has she ever done for you? On the contrary, all your hardships over the years, wasn't it all thanks to her? When you have nothing left and are down on your luck, will she still stay by your side?"
Song Zhao didn't argue anymore. He took out a bank card from his bag and placed it on the corner of the desk: "I will deposit one million into this card every year for eighteen years. Consider it repayment for raising me."
Song Hui was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst out, "Get out! Get out of here!"
The roar startled Nanqi and Song Zhao, making them freeze in place. Nanqi instinctively put her arm around Song Zhao's shoulder and softly pleaded, "You two should talk this out..."
He then defended himself, saying, "Uncle, I truly love Zhaozhao. I will do everything I can to give her everything she wants. No matter what the future holds for her, I will stay with her, protect her, and safeguard her."
Hearing the commotion, Xiao Lin, who was outside the study, came over in fright and stood at the door, asking, "Master, shall we see the guest out?"
Song Zhao said calmly, "I've said everything I needed to say, and I won't leave a minute more. But I'm warning you, if you dare to cause trouble for Nan Qi again, I will publicly expose our relationship in front of the media."
She paused, her tone turning cold: "I have a photo of me and my grandmother, and the record of my household registration being cancelled back then. These things are enough for those reporters to write ten or eight articles. Most importantly, my words carry more weight now than before."
After saying that, Song Zhao took Nan Qi's hand and turned to leave.
"You think you're all grown up now?!"
The two did not stop walking, nor did they look back.
"Zhang Nanqi!"
Upon hearing her name, Nanqi froze, instinctively tightening her grip on Song Zhao's hand, and blurted out, "Here!"
"You stay, everyone else get out!"
Xiao Lin stepped back, and Song Zhao frowned, pulling Nan Qi towards the door: "Ignore him, let's go."
"Zhaozhao, how about..." Nanqi looked at her expectantly, "Give me a chance to talk to him. You wait for me at the door, okay?"
Song Zhao stared into Nan Qi's eyes, remained silent for a moment, and finally relented: "Ten minutes at most. No matter how your conversation goes, I will come in."
"Mmm!" Nanqi nodded hurriedly.
After Song Zhao left, the study was empty, leaving only the two of them. Nan Qi nervously looked around, and her gaze inadvertently fell on a wall of photos. Nan Qi looked at them one by one. There were many photos, but in an inconspicuous place, there was a photo of soldiers in uniform. It was a group photo with many soldiers in it.
Nanqi walked over for a closer look, and Song Hui, standing among the crowd, was indeed strikingly handsome. But to Nanqi's sudden surprise, standing next to him was none other than her savior, Guan Hong!
"What are you looking at?" Song Hui asked in a deep voice.
Nanqi was startled by his deep voice, turned to look at him, and said with a flattering smile, "Uncle, you were quite the dashing young man."
She carefully moved to the desk, picked up the purple clay teapot on the table, filled the small teacup in front of Song Hui with tea, and handed it to him with both hands, saying, "Please have some tea."
"You just said you could give her everything she wants?" Song Hui glanced at the teacup, his fingertips not touching it at all, but his tone was extremely contemptuous, like a needle pricking.
Upon hearing this, Nanqi's previous cautious demeanor vanished almost entirely. She straightened her back and said earnestly, "That's right. I can give her the love she never received in her childhood, as well as a solid sense of security."
After hearing her finish speaking, Song Hui snorted coldly and said, "Do you know why I don't like you?"
Song Hui's further provocation completely ignited Nan Qi's fighting spirit, and she calmly replied, "I know."
"oh?"
"Because you think I took your daughter without doing anything. You raised her, but she repaid you with everything, and even talked back to you for my sake."
"So, you deliberately used her?" Song Hui's face darkened instantly, his fists clenching so tightly they cracked.
"No." Nanqi's answer was firm and resolute, without the slightest hesitation.
"If you want to punch me, now is not a good time." Nanqi met Song Hui's fierce gaze, but instead of being afraid, she smiled sweetly and said, "You have a lot of books here. If I hide and run around, I might ruin your books. That would be bad."
"You have a good sense of humor."
"It's alright, it's enough to appease Zhaozhao."
Nanqi's tone remained playful, but her tone suddenly shifted as she softly said, "I don't know if you've noticed, but the things Zhaozhao did for me were actually things she hoped you would do for her when she was little. For example, she took care of me in every way in life, and she was the first to protect me when I was in trouble. Even if I did nothing, she would still acknowledge and praise me without reservation."
"What do you want to say?" Song Hui asked coldly.
"As her father, why do you treat her and your son so differently? You were unwilling to give her the love she longed for when she was a child; she didn't come home for four consecutive years, and you didn't ask about it; when you see those news articles about the two of us online, you would rather come to me than ask her directly."
"I remember you once said in an interview that you wanted a daughter, a sweet and caring little girl. Isn't Zhaozhao your daughter? Or are you taking your anger out on her because of her mother?"
Song Hui seemed to have been hit where it hurt, his expression instantly turned serious, and the atmosphere around him became frighteningly low: "Get out of here before I change my mind!"
At this moment, Nanqi refused to leave, wanting to find the truth for Song Zhao.
"Judging from Zhao Zhao's appearance, her mother must have been a beauty. You two were a perfect match, so why did your love turn into hatred? Did you leave the army because of her?"
"You!" Song Hui gritted his teeth in anger, but tried his best to restrain himself, not wanting others to see through his thoughts.
People like Song Hui usually have excellent control over their expressions. It's not that they never show their emotions, but rather that they use emotions that are advantageous to them to handle interpersonal relationships. However, today, Song Zhao's act of throwing the card has ruined his composure, and his expression at this moment can't hide anything at all.
Over the years, Nanqi has sold hundreds of bottles of wine and met all sorts of people. Her ability to read people has long been honed to perfection. She noticed every subtle change in Song Hui's expression.
"What do you know?!"
“I know you were once an elite member of the H unit, always getting full marks in physical training.” Nanqi said slowly, looking at him intently. “I also know that you didn’t leave the army in a very respectable way back then. But Zhaozhao doesn’t know any of these things.”
Song Hui took a deep breath, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and slowly said, "Tell me, what do you want?"
"I don't want anything, I just want to know the reason why you treat her differently."
Song Hui seemed to be pondering something, remaining silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Does she really want to know that much?"
“You would never know how painful her childhood was because of your indifference.” Nanqi’s voice was choked with sobs. “It is precisely because she has you as her father that she is constantly troubled by why, even though she is your child, you have never given her a single bit of love.”
"To put it bluntly, if you had even a tenth of the care you showed your son, she wouldn't have developed inappropriate feelings for a teacher because of a lack of love, and she wouldn't have been so easily swayed by my paltry concern that you look down on. You are the one who single-handedly brought her to where she is today, so you should give her an explanation."
“The truth is often cruel, and she may not be able to bear it once she knows.” For the first time, a hint of weariness appeared in Song Hui’s voice.
Nanqi said firmly, "If the truth will hurt her, I will do everything I can to hide it, even make up a lie that she can believe, so that she can live happily. But if the truth is not so bad, I will tell her in the gentlest way and help her untangle this knot in her heart."
"..."
Song Hui took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and frowned, saying, "Her mother is... a service worker in a special industry. She was born from an accident; she shouldn't exist."
Upon hearing this, Nanqi's pupils dilated, and she staggered back a few steps. "But...but this isn't Zhaozhao's fault. How can you blame her for the mistakes you made when you were young..."
As Nanqi spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. She raised her hand to wipe them away. "She is the one I love, my wife. I will take her away."
Nanqi took two steps and added, "Also, if one day I really do something to hurt her, please... you must kill me."
She was willing to believe that Song Hui cared about Song Zhao, but that feeling was mixed with resentment towards her mother and himself, so complicated that even he himself couldn't tell whether there was love or not.
Nanqi pushed open the door, grabbed Song Zhao's hand, and said to her with a smile, "Let's go home."
"What's wrong? What did he say to you?" Song Zhao asked, looking at her with concern.
Nanqi could feel a burning gaze fixed on them from behind. She looked at Song Zhao and said in a joking tone, "...He said that from now on you are mine, and I can never betray you in this lifetime."
Song Zhao glanced at the person with a puzzled look, but Nan Qi took her hand, kissed it gently, and said, "Let's go."
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