Liu Zhiyuan seemed to be struck by lightning.
She sat, unable to straighten her back, and just felt so sad.
"Don't get excited. Please let me explain. I know you misunderstood me because of the wedding video that day, but that was designed by someone else and has nothing to do with me. I am innocent. I also cherish our fate, please don't reject me so harshly?"
Her trembling eyes were filled with fiery sincerity, and her delicate little face looked a little pale because of nervousness.
Song Huihai's tense face trembled slightly, and a hint of pity was hidden in his rough temperament. His eyes subconsciously shifted away. "I said it's impossible, it's impossible, no matter if you were set up or not. I just can't accept you!"
Liu Zhiyuan clutched the sofa cushions with both hands, sounding pitiful, and her voice became much weaker. "Why? Do I really look that disgusting?"
Song Huihai felt a little upset, and his tone became louder.
"Yes! So nothing you say can change the fact that I hate you. I tied you up today because I want to talk to you. How do you want to leave my son?"
Liu Zhiyuan felt a tightness in her chest, and she could smell the heaviness in the air.
She took a breath, resisted the urge to cry, and said seriously,
"Don't be like this. Even if I'm sentenced to death, there's still a chance to appeal. You don't know me, and maybe you'll change after you get to know me. We don't know each other, so please don't be so decisive, okay? I really cherish my marriage with Song Ling..."
"That's enough!" Song Huihai interrupted him rudely, "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense! Now, please tell me your conditions.
Tell me, how can you leave my son? How can you get a divorce?"
Liu Zhiyuan pressed hard with her fingers, her fingertips turned white, and she bit her lower lip slightly.
She looked at Song Huihai seriously, but Song Huihai didn't even look at her.
He looked as if he didn't even bother to look at her.
"Don't you think your opposition is just for the sake of opposition? Isn't it a bit harsh?"
"So what if you're harsh? I don't like you. I hate you!"
Liu Zhiyuan felt more and more sad, as if her heart was being pricked by a needle.
She took a deep breath, tightened her fingers, and clenched them into a small fist.
She buried her little fists under the sofa cushions and secretly cheered herself up.
Liu Zhiyuan looked up at him and said seriously, "Well, since you insist, I'll put forward a condition."
When Song Huihai heard her words, a hint of disappointment flashed across his evasive eyes, and then he hid it.
He curled his lips coldly, "Go ahead."
Liu Zhiyuan straightened her back and said, "Okay, I'll ask. If you want me to leave Song Ling on my own initiative, please give me all your property."
Song Huihai frowned, and curled his lips sarcastically as if he had heard a joke. "All the property? Are you sure?"
All the property of his Song family? This girl is really a special girl, so greedy!
But Liu Zhiyuan didn't know Song's strength.
She nodded again.
"Yes, all your possessions!"
Song Huihai shouted rudely the next second, "That's impossible!"
Liu Zhiyuan smiled, then picked up her bag from the sofa and took out both bank cards from her wallet.
"I know you will say it's impossible, so I haven't given up hope. In order to be with your son, I am willing to give you all my property. I just hope you can agree to let me be with him."
A hint of surprise flashed across Song Huihai's deep eyes, and his gaze involuntarily shifted to the two bank cards.
Liu Zhiyuan placed two bank cards one by one on the coffee table and said seriously, "The first one is my salary card, which has 50,000 yuan in it. The second one is my savings card, which contains the money I saved from my part-time job in college and the money my parents usually give me, which adds up to about 200,000 yuan."
I'll give it to you. Also, I have a property and a BMW 3 Series. The house we live in now, Dongjunyuan, is in my name. The car Song Ling is driving is also in my name.
As long as you agree to let me be with him, I will give you all my property. I just want our marriage to run safely and stably, even if we go out to rent a house."
Song Huihai was stunned for a moment, and his weather-beaten face was covered with a complex color.
Liu Zhiyuan pushed the bank card to him.
"Do you agree?"
Song Huihai came back to his senses and said angrily, "I disagree! I absolutely won't allow you to be with Song Ling!"
Liu Zhiyuan sighed sadly, "Why?"
"No reason? Please get a divorce!" Song Huihai roared out of arrogance.
Liu Zhiyuan wanted to defend herself a few more times, but the door of the hall was kicked open. The noise was deafening and both people in the hall turned their heads to look.
When Liu Zhiyuan saw Song Ling appear, a light lit up at the bottom of her gray eyes.
At this moment, her heart longed for his appearance.
No matter how much they quarreled, she still had to rely on him.
She wanted him to come out and make it clear that he didn't want a divorce.
Song Ling's cold facial features seemed to freeze as he strode over.
In those eagle-like eyes, Ge Cheng felt a strong chill, shooting straight at Song Huihai.
Song Huihai has been shopping in the mall for many years and is fearless in Sucheng, but there is a soft gap in his heart that is only reserved for Song Ling.
His son's angry eyes made his back tense up a little, and the original true energy in his eyes was instantly forced back a little.
Song Ling walked up to Liu Zhiyuan and took a look at her bank card on the coffee table.
Bending down, he put her bank card into her wallet, helped her pick up her bag, and held her hand. "Go home!"
Liu Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed.
"Going home like this?"
Song Ling raised his eyebrows and said in a depressed tone, "What else? Listen to his nonsense?"
Liu Zhiyuan's small hand was held in his palm.
Song Huihai's face suddenly turned awkward, he frowned, and shouted, "Xiao Ling!"
Song Ling swept his cold gaze over him, and there was no doubt in his words.
"Stay away from her from now on!"
Song Huihai's dignity was challenged, his eyes heavy, and he roared angrily, "Song Ling! I'm doing this for your own good. She's not right for you! Get the divorce procedures done as soon as possible!"
"Let us go!" Song Ling only said four simple words, but each word was firm.
This brought some comfort to Liu Zhiyuan's war-torn heart, and there was some warmth in her eyes as she looked at him.
"Song Ling! We must get a divorce!" Song Huihai shouted.
"Impossible!" Song Ling's voice was low and firm.
"Song Ling! Don't force me!"
"You want to touch her again?"
In an instant, the air was filled with smoke.
The air became tense, as if it was about to explode.
Liu Zhiyuan pinched her palms with her fingers, and he looked down at her.
"Go home."
"I don't accept her as the daughter-in-law of the Song family!" Song Huihai clenched his fists. For the first time, he felt that his dignity was seriously challenged, and his body trembled with anger.
"I don't need you to accept it!" Song Ling pulled Liu Zhiyuan away.
"Song Ling! Don't forget you have..." Song Huihai shouted behind him. Every time he was angry with Song Ling, he couldn't control his emotions.
But every time it is him as the father who gives in and indulges.
This time, he won't give in!
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