"It was all that brat Song Jiaojiao's doing!"
A flash of anger crossed Luo Yueqin's eyes. She looked at Song Weiqiang with a hint of resentment: "It's also our fault for being so easily swayed. We were persuaded by that brat with just a few words..."
They resorted to underhanded methods to cling to the Qin family, forcing them to marry Lanlan.
After a pause, Luo Yueqin seemed to be thinking of something, and her gaze became complicated: "Now that I think about it, how come I realized something was wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
Song Weiqiang was puzzled.
"That damned girl Song Jiaojiao clearly doesn't get along with Lanlan, so why is she still trying to get us to marry Lanlan into the Qin family?"
Think about it, given the Qin family's circumstances at the time, and the reputation of the eldest son in our factory, he was the kind of kid everyone admired, with a bright future ahead of him.
"Given the excellent conditions of the Qin family and their eldest son, why doesn't that brat Song Jiaojiao think about having us find a way to marry her off? Why does she insist on pushing Lanlan out to us?"
In Luo Yueqin's heart, her own children, no matter what they were thinking, could not hide it from her, their mother.
As for Song Jiaojiao, her youngest daughter was definitely someone who wouldn't do anything without a profit.
Unless there is a special reason, how can one shift the benefits to someone else?
Thinking about this, Luo Yueqin became increasingly suspicious of Song Jiaojiao's motives.
"The Qin family had suffered such a misfortune before, and not long after, Qin Gong's wife died of illness, and then his eldest son was seriously injured at work, and it is said that he was no different from a living dead."
Song Weiqiang said something.
Upon hearing this, Luo Yueqin was taken aback at first, then seemed to understand something, and she spoke:
"But that doesn't make sense! The sudden change in the Qin family and what happened afterward all occurred more than half a year after Lanlan got married."
Could it be that that brat Song Jiaojiao has precognitive abilities?
"How is this possible?!"
Song Weiqiang shook his head.
"I also think it's impossible, but if that's the case, how do you explain that brat Song Jiaojiao's actions?"
Luo Yueqin stared intently at Song Weiqiang, her mind filled with questions.
"It was just a fluke! Maybe Jiaojiao just wanted to get rid of Lanlan as soon as possible, so that Lanlan's reputation wouldn't affect her own ability to get married..."
Hearing Song Weiqiang say that, Luo Yueqin shook her head: "No. I think there must be something we don't know about this."
"I think you're overthinking it. No matter what, Jiaojiao is our daughter. Even if she's not a good person, she wouldn't have lost her basic moral principles."
To say that Song Weiqiang favored his youngest daughter, Song Jiaojiao, is undoubtedly an exaggeration, given that he didn't raise her himself for nearly twenty years.
Aside from the slight bond of blood, there was really not much kinship between them, but it was precisely because of this blood bond that he did not want to think too badly of his youngest daughter.
"Am I overthinking things, or are you just being too kind to that brat?!"
Luo Yueqin said, "Now I suspect that the reason Lanlan almost got into trouble that night was probably because of Song Jiaojiao!"
You probably haven't forgotten, but before going to work at noon that day, it was Song Jiaojiao who asked Lanlan to go to the movies after get off work that afternoon.
But she said she couldn't go because something came up, which led to Lanlan almost being assaulted by some thugs.
Also, that brat must have started making advances towards Dongze not long after she returned to our house.
By the way, almost every time Dongze comes to our house to see Lanlan, that brat Song Jiaojiao is there.
"You're getting more and more outrageous. Although Jiaojiao didn't grow up with us, she's still our daughter, and no one can deny that."
How could you, as a mother, think so badly of your own child?!
Song Weiqiang is concerned about his image and doesn't want to admit that his youngest daughter, Jiaojiao, is a born bad seed.
"Whether I'm just being paranoid about her, or whether her actions are simply unreliable, you know the answer in your heart!"
Luo Yueqin was already angry, and when she saw that Song Weiqiang spoke two out of three sentences in favor of his youngest daughter, she was so angry that she wanted to scratch him.
Let Song Weiqiang wake up!
"Alright, it's my fault for bringing up Lanlan at this time. Calm down and get the money ready for me. I'll head to the machinery factory first thing tomorrow morning."
The mention of money caused Song Weiqiang pain once again—a thousand yuan!
"If the Zhao family really mentions wanting that brat to marry into their family, you can just nod your head and agree. There's no need to worry about what that brat wants."
Luo Yueqin gave her instructions.
"I know."
Song Weiqiang responded, but the thought of missing out on becoming in-laws with a prestigious family like the Chen family filled him with regret!
The next day.
Zhao's father left the machinery factory's staff hospital and returned to Beijing. At the same time, Song Weiqiang set off from Beijing with 1,000 yuan and some nutritional supplements, on his way to the Hongxing Machinery Factory.
There is no doubt that the heads of the two families missed the opportunity to meet.
Around 2 p.m., Song Weiqiang arrived at the Machinery Factory Staff Hospital.
After asking the nurse, he brought nutritional supplements to Zhao Yuzhou's ward.
"dad……"
The moment Song Jiaojiao saw Song Weiqiang, her eyes and nose instantly welled up with tears.
"Why are you crying? I've made it through."
Song Weiqiang forced a smile, then said to Zhao's mother, "Jiaojiao told me everything on the phone yesterday."
Here, I would like to sincerely thank Comrade Xiao Zhao.”
After glancing at Zhao Yuzhou, Song Weiqiang turned his gaze back to Zhao's mother: "Of course, I also want to thank you for raising such a good child..."
"Don't say these useless things to me."
Zhao's mother interrupted Song Weiqiang, her face grim, and said, "Just tell me what we're going to do now? My son broke his leg saving your daughter!"
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