Ye Xinning asked so seriously, her gaze sharp, seemingly not allowing any lies to exist. Song Xiang remained in one position, but compared to before, there was now a hint of inquiry in her eyes when she looked at Xinning.
"You have a greater impact than I imagined."
"Is my aunt changing the subject at this time a way of telling me that Xia He is really related to her?"
"I don't know Xia He, but after hearing what you said, I'm a little curious about my former sister-in-law. Was she good to you? I'm determined to find out about this matter since you risked your life to come see me."
"She is my mother."
"Really? That's a real shame. Someone else was responsible for your mother's death, not me," Song Xiang said, pursing his lips.
Ye Xinning stared intently into Song Xiang's eyes, still somewhat skeptical of what he had said.
"You haven't come to France for so many years, is it because you're afraid, or because you prefer your mother?"
"I don't really want to answer this question."
"Why?"
"Because in the eyes of someone like my aunt, she probably doesn't understand what family affection is."
Ye Xinning's words had a hidden meaning, and Song Xiang wasn't stupid; how could he not understand?
"How did your father describe me to you? Did he also tell you that I am not worthy of being called a member of the Song family?"
"What did my aunt hope my dad would say?"
"I hope... but what can I hope for? He never grants my wishes." When Song Xiang said this, her eyes and expression were filled with disappointment, a desolation that emanated from the depths of her heart.
Ye Xinning didn't speculate on anything else, only taking it as Song Xiang referring to the Song family's supreme power.
“Dad is the rightful heir. It’s a favor that he gives you his share, and it’s also perfectly reasonable for him not to. Auntie is using any means necessary to snatch and fight for it, even teaching her own children to do the same. Hasn’t she considered that this is inappropriate?”
"Educate my child?" Song Xiang repeated her words, then suddenly chuckled softly.
“He can tell his child that I will stop at nothing to gain power, but I can also tell you that whatever Qin Xiang wants to do is his own choice, and I have never imposed any of my own ideas on him.”
"Are you saying this to tell me that what Qin Xiang did has nothing to do with you?"
"At least I didn't know about your kidnapping."
This surprised Ye Xinning. She never expected that Song Xiang didn't know that Qin Xiang had kidnapped her.
"What if we knew?"
"If I had known, I wouldn't have let you get out of danger so quickly."
Song Xiang lowered his head, playing with his manicured hands, speaking casually, yet making Ye Xinning feel a chill in that instant.
"I was overthinking it. I thought Auntie was going to change my perception." She looked at Song Xiang, her expression unchanged, but her words were undeniably chilling.
"Of course, I'm saying all this just to tell you not to be afraid. If I wanted to do anything to you, I would have done it when I found out Qin Xiang had kidnapped you, not now."
"Why did my aunt call me here?"
"I don't have any particular purpose, I just want to meet you and see what kind of girl you are?"
"Now that I've seen it, can I leave?" Ye Xinning asked.
Having achieved her goal, she no longer wished to stay there.
She couldn't see through Song Xiang, nor could she understand him.
When dealing with such an unfathomable person, keeping your distance is the most appropriate course of action.
Since Xia He wasn't someone arranged by Song Xiang, then she can at least be ruled out here.
But who else could it be but Song Xiang? Ye Xinning really couldn't think of anyone else.
As Ye Xinning pondered this in his mind, he got up to leave.
But just as she got up, the bodyguards guarding the door blocked the entrance.
Ye Xinning froze, staring at the bodyguard. After a few seconds, she turned to Song Xiang and asked, "What does Auntie mean by this?"
Song Xiang remained seated on the sofa, speaking in a casual tone, "It's nothing special, I just felt the conversation wasn't very engaging, and I wanted you to stay a little longer."
Ye Xinning frowned. How could she possibly believe what Song Xiang said? Did this mean he wasn't planning to let her leave?
"Everyone knows I'm here, and my dad's men will be here soon."
Song Xiang was not surprised at all that she said such a thing, "Come on in, it's just the two of us, aunt and niece, having a chat."
"say?"
Ye Xinning gave a cold snort and walked to the door, where her bodyguard reached out to stop her.
She turned back again. "Is this what you meant by 'just talking'?"
"If you cooperate with me, I won't hurt you."
"What if I'm unwilling to cooperate?"
"Then don't blame me. My bodyguards don't know their own strength. If they hurt you, I can only apologize."
Ye Xinning didn't believe Song Xiang's words and turned around to force his way in.
But before she could make any concrete move, Qin Xiang walked in from outside the door.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to wait outside?" Song Xiang said, his voice full of displeasure.
"Someone's here."
Upon hearing that someone had arrived, Song Xiang's face lit up with anticipation. "Is it your uncle?"
"No, it's the Shen family of Nancheng, Shen Lin."
Upon hearing that it wasn't Song Zhengchu, Song Xiang was visibly disappointed. She waved her hand and said, "I won't see him. Get rid of him."
“Mom, Shen Lin brought a lot of people with him. If we don’t leave, he will force his way in. This is our home, and it’s not good if things get out of hand.”
Song Xiang was very annoyed, but finally spoke up, "Let them in."
"good."
Qin Xiang left, and Ye Xinning stood there still in shock.
Is Shen Lin approaching?
Wasn't he still lying in bed with his wound reopened when she left?
How did he know she had been brought by Song Xiang? And how did he manage to get here so quickly?
"Shen Lin, your ex-husband?" Song Xiang stood in front of her and looked at her as he spoke.
"Why are you asking me if you already know everything?"
"I just find it particularly funny that you became the young mistress of the Shen family so shortly after becoming the former young mistress of the Shen family. Even so, this person from the Shen family still comes looking for you."
Ye Xinning tugged at the corner of her lips, "Auntie, are you so curious about my affairs?"
Before Song Xiang could finish speaking, Qin Xiang had already led Shen Lin in.
Ye Xinning looked up at the door. Shen Lin was wearing a light brown trench coat, with one hand in his pocket. His face was still a little pale. These days, Ye Xinning had only seen Shen Lin lying in bed in his pajamas. Seeing him dressed like this now gave Ye Xinning a strange feeling, a feeling of relief.
The fact that he was able to get out of bed and appear before her like this meant that he was almost fully recovered.
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