"So what are your plans now?"
The person who was saying "I love you" just a second ago simply lowered their head and smiled faintly after Song Zhengchu said those words.
"What kind of plans does Dad think I should have? Do I want to remarry Shen Lin?"
"If you love him, why not? He was willing to give his life for you, and you also have feelings for him. Under such circumstances, remarrying is the only natural thing to do."
Ye Xinning slowly shook her head; that's what she said.
“Dad, I do love Shen Lin. I’ve tried to deny it, but it was all in vain. Or rather, loving Shen Lin has become my instinct. During our marriage, I would feel anxious and insecure because of her little actions, and I would feel disappointed because she misunderstood me. Even after the divorce, I still worry about her. But that has little to do with whether I want to remarry her. I love her, perhaps because Shen Lin gave me so many beautiful memories, and she occupies a very important place in my mind. But that doesn’t mean I’m still as determined as before to be with her.”
“Ningning, Dad just doesn’t want you to miss out.” Song Zhengchu looked at her with complicated eyes.
Ye Xinning took his hand and walked forward, saying, "What's missed is missed, and we'll only know in the future. As for now, I have no plans to remarry Shen Lin."
"Why? Do you still feel he's not trustworthy enough?" Song Zhengchu asked.
Ye Xinning lowered her head and seriously considered the question. Instead of answering directly, she joked with Song Zhengchu, "Does Dad think that I can't find anyone else after leaving Shen Lin? Why is he so eager for me to remarry Shen Lin?"
Song Zhengchu shook his head helplessly. "How could I not know how outstanding my own daughter is? Of course, I'm not worried that you can't find someone else, but even if there are ten, a hundred, or a thousand other people, none of them are the one you want most."
Ye Xinning smiled and said, "In that case, I'll never get married again. Dad will support me for the rest of my life, okay?"
“Okay.” Song Zhengchu readily agreed, “I wish you would stay by my side, I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life.”
"That's settled then. Dad, don't look down on me in the future."
"Of course not."
Song Zhengchu jokingly said that the atmosphere between the two was no longer as heavy as before.
Song Zhengchu knew that Ye Xinning changed the subject not for any other reason, but simply because she didn't want to continue talking about it.
Since that's the case, Song Zhengchu was thinking of going along with her wishes.
After chatting for a while, Ye Xinning thought of Song Xiang, whom she had met that day, and said to Song Zhengchu, "Dad, I met Aunt Song Xiang today."
"Yes, I know. How does it feel?"
"I can't quite put my finger on it. It's mysterious, but there are some things I just don't understand."
What part don't you understand?
"I always felt that her attitude was strange. She went to so much trouble to get me to go, but she didn't do anything to me or say anything to me. She didn't seem to hate me that much, so I don't know what her purpose was in getting me to go."
Song Zhengchu's gaze fell into the distance, and he said only one sentence: "Maybe he wanted to see you."
"Yeah?"
There was another thing that Ye Xinning couldn't understand.
"Dad, why did you say you would never go to Aunt Song Xiang's house again in this lifetime?"
"There's no particular reason, I just don't want to go anymore. Besides, we've gotten into this mess over the power we have, and Qin Xiang is very hostile towards me."
"Qin Xiang?"
"Um."
Ye Xinning asked, puzzled, "Why does Qin Xiang harbor such hostility towards you? Is it just because of this power struggle?"
"no."
ah?
Ye Xinning was confused, and Song Zhengchu spoke up again at this moment, "Didn't you notice when you came to France that there was always someone missing from Qin Xiang and the others' group?"
After Song Zhengchu's reminder, Ye Xinning immediately realized what was going on.
"Qin Xiang's father."
Yes, from the moment she arrived in France, to Qin Xiang's kidnapping, and then Song Xiang taking her away halfway, Qin Xiang's father, who was also Song Xiang's husband, never appeared in any of these events.
"Qin Xiang's father, Qin Yu, passed away two years ago, which is why you have never met him. He is long gone."
If Ye Xinning still didn't understand what was going on after hearing this, she would truly be incredibly foolish.
"Qin Xiang believes that his father's death is related to you, which is why he harbors such resentment?"
"Yes, Qin Yu's accident happened on a plane, on a flight to the United States. The private plane he was on suddenly experienced a hydraulic failure. On a plane, the hydraulic lines are connected to the pilot's pedals, levers, and other tools, as well as to all the control surfaces and lift surfaces of the aircraft. It can be said that the aircraft is completely controlled by its hydraulic system. With the hydraulic failure, no one on the entire plane that Qin Yu was on survived the accident."
Ye Xinning never imagined that Qin Yu would leave this world for such a reason.
She felt a mix of emotions, but what did this have to do with her father?
"Dad, why would Qin Xiang suspect you?"
"It might be because... Qin Yu was on a business trip at the time, and I was the one who signed the documents. So he thought I set a trap to kill Qin Yu. After all, Qin Yu was Song Xiang's right-hand man and was extremely good at winning people over. Sooner or later, he would become a very big threat to me in the company."
So that's how it is. Ye Xinning felt a mix of emotions.
“Strictly speaking, we are actually family. Qin Xiang’s suspicions about you show that he has no affection for you whatsoever.”
"Song Xiang harbored a lot of resentment towards me, and Qin Xiang, having been influenced by what he saw and heard, naturally had no feelings for me."
"Does Aunt Song Xiang also think that you killed Qin Yu?"
“We’ve never talked about this, but whether she thinks that way or not, it doesn’t matter anymore.”
Hearing Song Zhengchu say such things, Ye Xinning felt a deep sense of empathy.
Such a terrible relationship with relatives is like a shackle, making it hard to breathe. Before she knew her mother was sick, she often felt like a failure, feeling incompetent for not being able to handle such a thing.
"Dad, don't feel too much pressure. It wasn't you who did it, so we have a clear conscience."
"Um."
Song Zhengchu patted her head and said, "Alright, go and rest. Today has been terrifying enough."
"good."
Ye Xinning turned around and looked at Song Zhengchu halfway there. "Dad, do you know where Ji Jianshen lives in France?"
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