"Besides, a woman came to me before, but I didn't help her deal with you. If I had agreed, would you be living such a good life now?" Xie Fei continued to play the emotional card.
My father quickly agreed: "Yes, let's go home."
After all, without Xie Shizhu, their family's life is not as good as before.
Xie Shizhu looked at his mother.
The mother felt her daughter's gaze, a guilty look appeared on her face, and then she said nothing.
Because she knew she was sorry for her little daughter.
Feeling guilty.
Now she doesn't expect her daughter to come back.
But she had no say in the family.
Xie Shizhu took a deep breath and said, "If you want me to go home, that's fine. The property certificate will be in my name."
As soon as he finished speaking, his father's expression changed: "You are already so rich, and you still want the house?"
Xie Shizhu scoffed, "I don't even have a claim to the house, so what do you mean by family?"
After saying that, Xie Shizhu left the community without looking back.
After she went out, she saw Song Yanjing's car still parked there. Without thinking, she opened the door and got in.
There was suddenly an extra person in the passenger seat. Song Yanjing was startled and turned to look at Xie Shizhu's pale face.
Then I realized the problem.
Just as Song Yanjing was about to ask, Xie Shizhu's eyes had turned red. She suddenly threw herself into the man's arms, crying silently.
The man froze, and without asking any questions, he gently put his arm around her shoulders and patted her back tenderly.
Maybe Xie Shizhu was tired, and he felt sleepy while crying.
She sniffed and said, "Let's go to your house."
Song Yanjing hummed softly.
Xie Shizhu broke away from his arms, huddled in the passenger seat, and slowly closed his eyes.
Song Yanjing unbuttoned his coat and gently covered her with it. Just as he was about to start the car, he saw Xie Shizhu's parents coming out of the community, followed by Xie Fei.
His eyes darkened and he knew why Xie Shizhu was so sad.
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