Chapter 88 Considerations
Besides, he had long since severed ties with his ex-wife and everyone else!
Lin Guangsheng felt a pang of sympathy for Song Feng as he listened to her story; it was truly tragic. Even Yin Qing, standing to the side, was speechless; she hadn't expected there to be such a woman in the world.
How to say it?
Ultimately, such women are also acting in their own self-interest; tears are merely a tool. Being loved by such a woman is a tragedy beyond tragedy, but the men who love such women…
Yin Qing shuddered, feeling as if she were in an even worse situation than Song Feng.
It seems that everyone around Director Song is blind. They can feel his despair from his narration. When he speaks, no one listens; when he does something, everyone criticizes him.
The only way out for Factory Director Song is to sever ties.
Yin Qing only wanted to say one thing—Well done!
But does that woman have the ability to captivate people's souls?
The room fell silent for a moment.
Then, in the silence, Little Peach Blossom's clear voice rang out: "Mommy, is this auntie sick? Should I give her a shot?"
Phew…
No, hold it in, hold it in, Yin Qing told herself, swallowing back the rest of her laughter. She couldn't laugh at this moment, in this scene, she absolutely couldn't laugh!
"Mom?" Little Peach Blossom looked up in confusion, waiting for an explanation.
"Ahem, Little Peach Blossom, why do you think Auntie is crazy?"
“She’s always crying, which might mean there’s something wrong with her body. I can take her pulse and then give her acupuncture. My master said I’m very skilled now and I can definitely cure that auntie’s crying problem.” Little Peach Blossom spoke very seriously, without any perfunctory attitude or deliberate intent.
It was precisely this seriousness that made Yin Qing even more helpless.
How do you say this?
People cry as a means of coping, not because they have a physical ailment. Perhaps they are not even aware of anything; it's just an instinct, a natural inclination to cry.
Forget it, there's no need to say anything. Just say this: "She's not a good person, so don't use Little Peach Blossom to give her acupuncture."
Little Peach Blossom's eyes widened: "Not a good person?!"
Yin Qing felt a little guilty, but still nodded: "Yes, not a good person." Since they weren't on the same side, they definitely weren't good people; simple and straightforward, no problem.
Little Peach Blossom nodded very seriously: "Yes, I won't give injections to bad people." She wouldn't give injections to bad people, because if they got better, they would do even more bad things.
Song Yi tightened his grip on Xiao Taohua's hand, then tugged at her.
"Brother Song Yi?" Little Peach Blossom blinked, not understanding why Brother Song Yi was pulling her.
Song Yi pursed his lips: "She's a bad person. Don't see her, you'll get hurt."
Yin Qing looked at him in surprise.
Little Peach Blossom was obedient: "Yes! I'll listen to Brother Song Yi."
Song Feng was still lost in his thoughts when he heard his son's voice and looked over: "Song Yi, if you miss your mother..."
Song Yi gripped Xiao Taohua's hand even tighter: "I don't want to see her."
Song Feng looked at his son with a complicated expression.
He had always known his son was sensible, but when his son first came here with him, he would call for his mother at night. At that time, Song Feng couldn't help but wonder if he was really too cruel to separate his child from his mother. However, thinking about what Cheng Mei had done, he really couldn't bear it, and he didn't want his son to become a tool used by her, so he hardened his heart and pretended not to hear his son's murmurs.
Later, when her son stopped calling for his mother at night, Song Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Even later, her son's sleep talking became about "Little Peach Blossom," and the gloom of the past was gone.
However, Song Feng hadn't even had a few days to feel relieved when that woman actually came looking for him.
Just a few nights ago, on the night he hung up the phone, Song Yi heard his son muttering, "Mom, don't come over..." So now he's a little unsure whether his son still wants his mother.
If you really want to...
Song Feng closed his eyes.
If that's the case, he would still compromise for his son's sake.
He gave a helpless, bitter laugh, as if all his actions over the past few years had become a joke.
However, he couldn't bear to see his son sad.
Seeing his father in a daze, Song Yi spoke again firmly: "Dad, I don't want her. Dad, can you let her go? She's a bad person, I don't want her!"
Before meeting Xiao Taohua, Song Yi might have remained silent or even wavered, but now Song Yi is certain that he doesn't like that woman at all, and doesn't even want to see her!
Song Feng was stunned for a moment.
Song Yi was still saying, "I don't want her. I have my father and Xiao Taohua, I don't want her." The thought of that person coming and taking him away, and never seeing Xiao Taohua again, filled Song Yi with resentment. He couldn't, and absolutely would not, leave Xiao Taohua!
"Little Peach Blossom, I will never leave you!" Like a vow, Song Yi solemnly promised Little Peach Blossom.
"Yes, Little Peach Blossom won't let Brother Song Yi leave her either." Little Peach Blossom really likes Brother Song Yi and plans to play with him whenever she has free time, so of course she can't let him leave!
Song Feng looked at his son and suddenly smiled.
In any case, the son should no longer be influenced by that woman, so he will have no more scruples.
Yin Qing and her husband were somewhat helpless about their daughter's behavior, but there was nothing they could do. She was their daughter, so they could only turn a blind eye and pretend they didn't see it.
It was getting late, so Lin Guangsheng stood up and said, "Then, Factory Director, we'll head back now. You can always reach me if you need anything."
"Thank you." A thousand words are left unsaid.
"There's no need to thank me. We've known each other for two years now, we're old acquaintances."
"Yes, I misunderstood."
"Alright, we'll be going now. You don't need to see us off; we know the way. Come on, Little Peach Blossom, say goodbye to your uncle and brother."
"Goodbye, Uncle and Brother Song Yi."
"Goodbye, little peach blossom. Come visit again sometime." Song Feng said gently, while Song Yi looked at the little peach blossom with longing eyes.
Little Peach Blossom nodded of course and promised to come and play with Brother Song Yi whenever she had time.
After leaving Director Song's house, Yin Qing and his wife earnestly told their daughter that this was Director Song's family matter and that she should not tell anyone what she had just heard.
Little Peach Blossom nodded.
Yin Qing was also at ease with her daughter; she knew that her daughter would always keep her promises.
"This family has its own set of problems," Yin Qing couldn't help but sigh.
It seems she's said this countless times since she was a child.
After saying that, she couldn't help but laugh again: "Although I feel a little smug thinking this way, I always feel that compared to others, we are damn lucky." She finished speaking with a smile on her lips, and she really couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"You shouldn't build your happiness on other people's suffering."
Yin Qing rolled her eyes at him: "Where did I go? It's obvious that Director Song is relieved." From the moment Song Yi made his statement, Director Song was visibly relaxed, so there's really nothing to say. Whatever that woman's thoughts were, in the end, it all boils down to two words: futile!
(End of this chapter)
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