She smiled and said, "Am I right, Xu Qingran?"
The last mask on Xu Qingran's face was ruthlessly torn off. She couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal, her head bowed, tears welling up in her eyes.
Song Qingyou showed no pity for the other's tears, her expression remaining icy: "What I have is what I fought hard to get back. It has nothing to do with Song Ning or you. Don't even think about coveting what's mine, or I'll make you and Song Ning suffer a terrible death."
Xu Qingran suddenly looked up, tears streaming down her face. "She's your mother, and I'm your sister. Your mother is lying in the hospital bed, almost dying. Are you just going to stand by and watch her die?!"
Song Qingyou's eyes were contemptuous: "What does her life or death have to do with me? We could have lived in peace and been fine, and I could have continued to pay for her hospitalization. But you are too greedy. You are like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. You have crossed the line, so I have no choice but to take everything back. That's all I have to say. I'm leaving now."
When Xu Qingran saw that she was about to leave, she panicked. She was desperate. The hospital calls were like death knells. Her tuition and living expenses all cost money. She couldn't find a job in Beijing, which meant that she would not be able to stay in the city in the future.
She absolutely, positively, absolutely cannot go back to that poor, remote place! She must stay here!
Xu Qingran gritted her teeth and grabbed Song Qingyou's arm, crying her eyes out. Her features, which resembled Song Qingyou's by a third, looked pitiful. "I'm sorry, sister, I was wrong. I don't want anything anymore. Can you let me stay here? Without a job, how will I pay for my university tuition? And what about Mom's medical expenses? Mom has surgery next month, and we'll need a lot of money afterwards!"
She pleaded through tears, "Sister, I know you're not that kind of person. She's still your mother. Please, for the sake of family, help us this once, okay?"
Song Qingyou glanced at her coldly, a slight smile playing on her lips. In the darkness, her voice was icy: "Sorry, I've always been vengeful. You dared to threaten me by stepping on my head, so you should bear the consequences."
Xu Qingran shook her head while crying.
Song Qingyou took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on Xu Qingran's face, saying tenderly and with heartache, "My dear sister, this is nothing. In three days, Song Ning will be kicked out of the hospital and returned to the home she has always longed for, where she will be tormented by illness until the moment of her death. As for you, will you drop out of school and go back to the mountains to take care of your mother, or will you abandon your mother and pursue the life you want in the capital? Choose carefully."
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