Qin Family Villa
"Humph! I'm so pissed off!"
As soon as she entered the door, Song Yirou started to get furious. Mrs. Li, who was following closely behind her, didn't even have time to catch her breath. With her strong body, she quickly caught the bag that Song Yirou had dropped.
After receiving the bag, she carefully put it away and immediately stood in the corner of the room like an invisible person. This bag was one of the lady's favorite brand-name bags. Now she couldn't even take care of it. You can imagine how angry she was.
Mrs. Li didn't want to stand here and get in the way of the lady, so as not to be affected by her anger.
Qin Nansong, who was drinking tea and reading the newspaper at home, saw his wife's expression and said with a hint of confusion: "She was fine when she left just now. How come she's so angry now after just a few hours? Who made you angry again?"
Hearing this, Song Yirou glared at Qin Nansong fiercely, her tone full of resentment: "Originally, when I heard that Tonghua was back, I wanted to teach her a lesson, but the old man actually stopped me from teaching her a lesson. Look, Zun'er is obviously his grandson, and this woman killed his grandson, but the old man not only didn't drive her out, but also protected her and found her another place to live..."
Song Yirou spoke a lot of words without even taking a breath. You can imagine how angry she was.
After hearing this, Qin Nansong only paid attention to the fact that "Fairy Tale has returned". He sighed to himself: "It's good that my daughter-in-law is back. Now that the newborn girl has no one to look after her, leaving her with the old man will easily disturb his peace. Now that the situation is so chaotic, it's time for her, as a mother, to take care of her own child."
Qin Nansong's original intention in saying this was to put the old man first. As for Tonghua's coming and going, he didn't care. However, Song Yirou thought that Qin Nansong was speaking for Tonghua, and she felt even more unbalanced.
She raised her voice and demanded, "Don't you know that woman Tong Hua killed your son?!"
Qin Nansong wanted to correct her statement: "It is true that my son got into trouble because of the fairy tale, but there is no news about him yet, so it may not be..." Qin Nansong paused, and then said, "In short, we have to wait patiently for news."
Although Qin Nansong seemed calm when he said this, his hands holding the newspaper were trembling slightly, which was enough to reveal his inner turmoil. Obviously, he was not as relaxed as he appeared.
But Song Yirou didn't notice this. She thought that Qin Nansong, like the old man, just wanted to protect Tonghua. Even though Tonghua had harmed their son and grandson and their life and death were unknown, he had no intention of driving her out.
This thought infuriated Song Yirou. She was so angry that she could barely maintain her usual dignified and elegant demeanor. "Why are you so eager to protect that woman?! She hurt our son. Shouldn't we kick her out right away?!"
Qin Nansong put down the newspaper in his hand, stretched out his hand, and tried to calm Song Yirou down: "Calm down, your son is in trouble, and we are all very anxious, but there is no news about him right now, and the matter has not been investigated clearly. Your impulsiveness will not help. Sit down and wait for the news, okay?"
Qin Nansong pulled Song Yiru's hand, wanting her to sit down, but before he could pull her, she pushed him away.
Seeing Qin Nansong's gentle and calm face without any emotional fluctuations, Song Yirou was very disappointed with what Qin Nansong had done during this period. She felt that her husband did not care about the children at all.
When she learned that Qin Zun's plane had crashed, Song Yirou, who was drinking tea and chatting with the wives in the mall outside, was so shocked that she could hardly stand. In a panic, she wanted to contact her husband who was somewhere admiring flowers and fishing, but it took her a long time to get through.
Although Qin Nansong immediately gave up the idea of traveling and rushed back home after hearing the news, he did not take any action after that. He went out to play with his friends every day as usual, but he no longer stayed out all night like before. But that was all.
There was no sign of worry about his son's whereabouts on his face, as if he didn't care what happened.
When asked about his son, he just had one word: wait.
Song Yirou felt that she could no longer communicate with the man in front of her. She was so angry that she left him behind and ran out of the door.
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