"I'm stubborn?" Song Tingwan was almost laughing out of anger. "Song Jia, let's be reasonable. We are no longer a family. It's enough for you and Sun Xinyuan to have the reunion dinner."
The person on the other end paused for a moment, then lowered her voice, "It's Mom. Mom is sick and wants you to come back for dinner. It's up to you whether you come or not."
The call was hung up just as I finished speaking.
Song Tingwan's brain seemed to be in a state of turmoil.
Are you sick?
Wasn't she fine before she left?
After struggling for a while, Song Tingwan gave away all the holiday gifts and took a ride to Xiong City.
Sifang City is a county-level city under Xiong City. It takes about three hours to get there by taxi, so it’s not too far.
Along the way, Song Tingwan recalled many things from his childhood.
In the past, her parents were really good to her.
Until she found out that she was not their biological daughter.
The feeling of being abandoned is really, really... painful.
On the way, Song Jia called her several times but she didn't answer. Her mother sent her a message asking if she would come, and she replied, "I'll be there soon."
It was a little after one o'clock when we arrived downstairs of Siyuan Building.
Song Tingwan went to a nearby store and bought two boxes of mooncakes before going upstairs.
At the door of the box, Song Tingwan took a few deep breaths to prepare himself mentally before pushing the door open and entering.
In an instant, the smiles of the people at the table, who were originally lively, froze.
Song Tingwan saw her mother at first sight.
She was wearing a white cheongsam with a printed shawl draped over her shoulders, looking like an elegant and luxurious wealthy lady.
Radiant and looking good.
It doesn't look like he's sick at all.
After seeing this, what else does she not understand?
She was cheated.
Song Tingwan glanced at Song Jia, a cold look on his face. He put the mooncake on the ground and turned to leave.
"Sister Wanwan!" Sun Xinyuan stood up excitedly.
"Sister Wanwan, since we're here, why don't we have a reunion dinner together? Today is Mid-Autumn Festival after all."
Song Tingwan restrained his emotions and didn't look back, "No need, you guys eat."
"Tsk." Liu Meiying tsks, seeming a little impatient, "Sit down and eat."
"I'm full, you guys take your time eating."
"I've raised you for more than 20 years, and now you treat us like this? You ungrateful bastard, sit down. I have something to tell you after dinner." Song Jianguo slammed his palm on the table, his tone angrily.
Ungrateful person?
Song Tingwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand on the door handle paused. She felt like a basin of ice water was poured over her head, and her whole body was cold.
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