Chapter 56 Can you stay with me a little longer?
"No……"
Song Wuqi paused for a moment, then quickly shook his head.
Tang Ran ignored her and turned to leave.
"Ranran, I was wrong, please forgive me this time?" Song Wuqi stood up and tried to pull her up.
She had thought it over carefully.
If we can appease Tang Ran, there's still room for things to turn around.
Miao Tiantian picked up her bag, ready to smash it again.
Song Wuqi subconsciously withdrew his hand.
"I find things that other people have used dirty."
Tang Ran didn't turn around, and left with Miao Tiantian.
"Dye it!"
Watching her departing figure, Song Wuqi felt a sense of unease.
In addition to these feelings, there was also resentment and unwillingness to accept defeat.
They're about to get engaged!
I should be more careful!
My phone vibrated in my pocket.
Upon seeing that it was his grandfather calling, Song Wuqi's eyelids twitched violently.
"Master..."
"No matter where you are, get back to Jingting immediately!"
Dealing with scumbags is so satisfying! On the way back to Shengming Mansion with Tang Ran, Miao Tiantian was so excited that she kept talking nonstop.
When they arrived at Shengming Mansion, she refused to go home and insisted on dragging Tang Ran upstairs for a good drink to celebrate.
"I should have been faster and hit her a few more times..."
Miao Tiantian, still wanting more, followed Tang Ran into the house. As she took off her shoes, the phone rang.
"Hey, I need to take this call."
"Oh? Where did you fall? I'll come right now!"
Miao Tiantian didn't even take off her shoes. After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly told Tang Ran, "I have something to do, so I can't celebrate with you today. Let's make plans for tomorrow!"
After saying that, he hurriedly pushed open the door and ran out.
Hearing the contents of her phone call, Tang Ran quickly followed behind her and asked, "What happened? Is it Grandma on the phone?"
"It's nothing, it's not Grandma, it's a friend of mine."
The person who could make Miao Tiantian so anxious must be more than just an ordinary friend, Tang Ran wanted to ask a couple more questions.
But Miao Tiantian didn't give her a chance. She waved to her and rushed into the elevator.
"Then drive carefully!"
Tang Ran shook her head helplessly, thinking she would call her later.
"Relax!" Miao Tiantian replied.
The elevator doors closed, and Tang Ran turned and walked back.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the door next door seemed to be open.
She immediately turned around and looked across the street.
The door to 1901 was open, and warm orange light streamed into the room.
Song Zhixu was wearing a light blue casual home outfit, with a gentle smile.
"You're back?!"
His tone was light and cheerful, his surprise evident.
Tang Ran walked up to her impatiently, "What time is your flight? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"
They spoke on the phone last night, and from Song Zhixu's words, it was clear that there were still things that hadn't been finished.
"I just got home a little while ago."
Song Zhixu pulled her inside and naturally handed her slippers.
"You," a thought suddenly popped into Tang Ran's mind, "...because of me?"
She had a gut feeling that Song Zhixu had come back early because of her.
"Mmm." Song Zhixu smiled gently. "I missed you."
A subtle sweetness welled up from the bottom of my heart, soothing the restlessness I had brought back from the restaurant.
Tang Ran suddenly felt an urge to hug Song Zhixu.
Before she could make a move, her body was already gently embraced.
The comforting aroma of white tea enveloped her.
Tang Ran hesitated for a moment, then reached up to hug her waist.
Even though it was the first time Tang Ran had hugged Song Zhixu, she felt inexplicably familiar with him.
She rested her head on Song Zhixu's shoulder.
A warm embrace can be both intoxicating and vulnerable.
A sudden surge of grievance welled up in Tang Ran's heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Noticing her own abnormality, Tang Ran tilted her head back, intending to push Song Zhixu away.
"I just came back from outside, and I'm covered in sweat." Tang Ran controlled her emotions.
Song Zhixu did not let go of her, and her soft voice rang in her ear.
"Can I hold you a little longer? I miss you so much."
She had wanted to hug Tang Ran like this for a long time.
Tang Ran's shoulders slumped, her chin resting on her shoulder, and she made a very soft nasal sound, "Mmm."
"Dye".
"Um?"
"Thanks for your hard work."
Tang Ran's body trembled slightly, her heart quickly filled with warm, dampness, and her vision blurred instantly by the mist.
Tears welled up instantly and streamed down her face.
The back of her clothes was gently clenched, and Song Zhixu's clothes on her shoulders were instantly soaked with tears.
The dampness seeped through her skin and into her heart.
He tightened his arms around her, holding her even closer.
Tang Ran bit her lip, trying not to cry out loud.
With her family destroyed and her life cut short by an accident, the tragic ending of her previous life hung like a sword over Tang Ran's head.
Even with the cards that foretell the next three years, Tang Ran was still terrified.
Disabling Song Wuqi was her first step in cutting off the sword.
He endured and kept quiet, carefully scheming and plotting.
Anxiety about the future and helplessness in the face of the company's predicament are layers of shackles that bind us.
This step was difficult and tiring for Tang Ran.
I'm mentally exhausted.
Tang Ran closed her eyes, her forehead resting against Song Zhixu's shoulder once more, her hunched back tense as she tried to control her emotions.
But the tears were too disobedient.
"You're great, Ranran."
Song Zhixu held the person in his arms tightly with heartache, gently stroking her back and soothing her softly.
Her words were like a magic spell, causing Tang Ran's gradually built-up rationality to crumble once again.
His tense body trembled slightly.
"Don't be afraid." Song Zhixu stroked the back of her head. "I'm here for you."
A soft sob came from her arms, slowly turning into a choked sob, and then she burst into loud crying.
Song Zhixu didn't speak again. She hugged Tang Ran and gently stroked her back.
After her clothes were completely soaked with tears, the sobbing in her arms subsided and gradually turned into suppressed sneezing.
"Don't hold your breath, breathe slowly."
Song Zhixu helped her catch her breath to make her feel better.
After venting her anger, Tang Ran regained her senses and felt extremely embarrassed and a little uneasy.
Why did she start crying?
Tang Ran leaned against Song Zhixu's shoulder, not daring to look up.
She felt so ashamed!
She broke up with Song Wuqi, she should be celebrating with fireworks, so why does she suddenly feel wronged?
He must have been too happy, which caused him to lose his mind.
Looking down at the head that was pressed against her chest and refused to move, Song Zhixu patted her back and asked gently, "Would you like a glass of water?"
"No need." Tang Ran's voice was so nasal that it was unrecognizable.
She shook her head, unable to figure out how to explain it to Song Zhixu.
She suddenly started crying out of nowhere. Would Song Zhixu think she was sick?
wrong.
From Song Zhixu's perspective, she retaliated against Song Wuqi for cheating on her, and then cried her heart out.
They might even misunderstand and think she still has feelings for Song Wuqi.
Thinking about it this way, Tang Ran became even more uneasy.
What if Song Zhixu misunderstands her?
She leaned against Song Zhixu's shoulder, refusing to look up, and asked in a muffled voice, "Don't you want to ask why?"
As Tang Ran spoke, she let out a hiccup.
Song Zhixu patted her back, "Are you ready to tell me?"
Tang Ran shook her head.
She didn't want to talk about her rebirth, but not talking about it wouldn't explain why she was crying.
Tang Ran was conflicted.
She was gently patted twice on the back, and Song Zhixu's gentle voice sounded in her ear, "Then we'll talk about it when you're ready."
Tang Ran felt relieved and explained, "It's not for Song Wuqi."
Song Zhixu smiled gently, "I know."
"Um."
Tang Ran thought that Song Zhixu was so smart, he should be able to guess it too.
"My clothes are soaked, I want to go change." Song Zhixu patted the back of her head.
"Then I'll head back now."
Tang Ran's face fell. She quickly pushed Song Zhixu away, lowered her head, and turned to leave.
Song Zhixu pulled her close and wrapped her arms around her from behind. "It's been several days since we last met. Can you stay with me a little longer?"
A warm breeze brushed against her earlobe, making Tang Ran's ears burn. "Then I'll go back and take a shower first."
"Wash here, okay? I'll run the water for you."
Song Zhixu's voice was so soft that Tang Ran simply couldn't refuse.
"Then you go and drain the water first."
Tang Ran still awkwardly didn't turn her head.
She cried for so long, her makeup must have been ruined.
It must be really ugly.
"Remember to wear slippers."
Song Zhixu released her and gently instructed her.
"Okay."
Her voice was hesitant, and she still refused to turn around.
Song Zhixu patted her head and went to the master bedroom.
After changing her clothes, they prepared a bath for Tang Ran.
When she came out, Tang Ran had already washed her face.
Her fair and delicate face was clean and tidy, and her natural beauty was not diminished at all.
Her eyes were red, and she had lost her daytime arrogance, making her look pitiful.
A mischievous thought, one that Song Zhixu had never had even during his adolescence, began to stir within him.
I really want to bully him.
She curled her fingers slightly, but suppressed her thoughts and calmly said, "The water is ready."
I finally managed to appease her, but she's already gotten angry again and will probably run away again.
"Um."
With their eyes swollen from crying, Tang Ran and Song Zhixu exchanged a glance and then looked away.
He rushed into the master bedroom, faster than a rabbit.
Taking a bath at Song Zhixu's house is something that becomes familiar after a couple of times, so Tang Ran lay in Song Zhixu's jacuzzi without any psychological pressure.
The warm water gently lapped against her body, and Tang Ran slowly relaxed.
Tang Ran cried a lot when she was little, which is why she got the nickname "Little Crybaby".
But this was the first time she had cried in front of anyone other than her two mothers since she became an adult, and she cried uncontrollably.
Even in her previous life, she learned of the deaths of both her mother and her mother-in-law.
It was only then that she learned that people can't cry when they are extremely sad.
Today's tears are an outpouring, a release.
It is the accumulated sadness, grievances, fear, and pressure from two lifetimes.
Holding Song Zhixu's warm embrace, it would be hard for anyone to stay strong!
Tang Ran consoled herself by immersing herself in warm water.
She turned her head and her gaze fell on the Pokémon towels on the towel rack.
It's a different model from the same series she owns.
In the bedroom.
"I understand. Guide public opinion and don't let it involve Tang Ran." Song Zhixu held his phone, his tone slightly somber.
Sun Xiao not only disrupted the birthday party, but also exposed the incident online.
Perhaps Lu Shuyang's warning had an effect, because the photos that were exposed were all of daily activities and did not require special censoring.
Rongcheng is a thousand miles away from Jiangcheng, so Song Wuqi lowered his guard and went to an amusement park with Ye Xiaoyu over the weekend.
The two were very affectionate, wearing matching couple accessories, and even kissed during the fireworks display.
Scandals involving wealthy families have always been a favorite topic of conversation among the public during their leisure time, further amplified by the online trolls hired by Sun Xiao.
The news that Song Wuqi cheated on his assistant topped the trending searches in Jiangcheng in less than ten minutes.
This was exactly what Song Zhixu and Tang Ran had anticipated.
Song Zhixu had already instructed her assistant Jiang to make preparations. All they needed to do next was to guide public opinion and keep the focus on Song Wuqi's infidelity, so as not to involve Tang Ran.
Song Zhixu hung up the phone.
A message notification appeared on the phone screen.
The person surnamed Mu, not Murong: [The things are ready; I'll pick them up tomorrow.]
When Tang Ran and the others got out of the elevator, Song Zhixu heard the noise and recognized Miao Tiantian's voice.
She called Murong Yi and told her to call the person away within a minute.
Murong Yi made an outrageous demand, asking for a rare, collectible fountain pen.
He claimed that he lied to his future girlfriend for her sake, and that the pen was a small gift he used to appease her after the incident.
Swipe left with your slender finger to read the message.
Jingting.
"You said you'd work hard at the real estate company, is this how you work?!" Old Master Song roared in fury.
He truly hadn't expected that the granddaughter who had begged him to get engaged to Tang Ran just a few days ago would actually be secretly having an affair with his assistant.
Mr. Song was not lustful and never strayed even after his ex-wife passed away many years ago. He focused on his career and later married Jiang Mei, remaining faithful to his family.
The Song family has a good family tradition; his sons and daughters are just like him and don't do those shady things.
I never expected my granddaughter to go so far.
Old Master Song was furious and grabbed the teacup next to him, smashing it at Song Wuqi's feet.
Having dominated the business world for many years and managing hundreds of thousands of employees, Mr. Song exudes an air of authority even when he's not smiling, and his anger is even more intimidating.
Song Wuqi shuddered.
This was the first time in her life that her grandfather had ever been so angry with her.
Because she wronged Tang Ran.
Song Wuqi felt fear, but more than anything, he was unwilling to accept defeat.
She is clearly her grandfather's biological granddaughter, so why has her grandfather always treated Tang Ran better than her since she was a child?
When he was with her, Grandpa was a stern patriarch, but when he was with Tang Ran, he was a kind and approachable elder.
She was jealous of Tang Ran.
She was jealous from a young age, jealous that her grandfather liked her more, and jealous that Tang Ran had a happy family.
Her father was dead, and her mother was a living dead, clinging to life on a ventilator.
Why should Tang Ran be able to grow up happily like a naive and innocent girl, while she has to pay the price for her parents' mistakes?
Why is God so unfair!
Song Wuqi gripped the sides of his pants tightly with both hands.
When he looked up, there was not a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but rather a deep sense of regret.
"Grandpa, I know I was wrong."
The granddaughter before my eyes overlapped with the son in my memory.
Twenty-four years ago, my son brought home a baby girl in swaddling clothes, saying she was his daughter.
He had a girlfriend in college, and a year after they broke up, she came to visit him with her daughter.
The son should take responsibility, but Old Master Song felt that the woman was dishonest and did not agree.
The same look his son gave him when he scolded him years ago.
He softened his heart and let the woman and her granddaughter enter the house.
What was the result?!
His family was in turmoil; his son died in a car accident at a young age, leaving him, an elderly man, to bury his son.
Thinking of his son, Old Master Song felt his blood rush to his head, and his vision began to blur.
"grandfather."
Song Wuqi quickly ran to his side, took the medicine from his pocket, and gave it to him.
When his vision returned and he saw his granddaughter's anxious and worried face, even Grandpa Song's heart couldn't harden.
"Life imprisonment? You're so foolish!"
"Grandpa, I really know I was wrong!" Song Wuqi comforted the old man.
"Sigh!" Old Master Song sighed deeply. "Don't go back to Rongcheng tomorrow. Come with me to the Tang family."
"Grandpa?" Song Wuqi asked, puzzled.
The Tang family was still hoping to borrow money from the Song family, and Lin Jixin would never break off the engagement, so why did Grandpa still go to the Tang family?
"Go apologize to them, and we will annul the engagement between our two families." Old Master Song looked at her with anger at her lack of self-control.
She doesn't know how to cherish such a good wife; she'll definitely regret it someday.
It is said that you can tell what a person will be like at the age of three. From the time his granddaughter could speak, he knew that she was not very talented.
But his son died young, leaving behind only this one granddaughter. He was strict with his granddaughter because he wanted to raise her to be even more outstanding.
Unfortunately, he couldn't even change her temperament, let alone make her better.
Greedy and arrogant, just like the woman who gave birth to her.
"No, Grandpa." Song Wuqi quickly shook his head.
"I don't want to break off the engagement. I'll apologize to Ranran tomorrow and beg for her forgiveness. I was just confused for a moment, and I still love Ranran!"
Looking at the slap mark on her face, Grandpa Song disagreed with her idea, "I know Ranran's personality, and it's impossible for you two to be together again."
"No, Grandpa, Ranran will forgive me." Song Wuqi pleaded in a panic, "Grandpa, please don't go to the Tang family first, let me talk to Ranran first, okay?"
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