Chapter 234 No one can force her
"I'm going too! Miss smiled at me last time she saw me, and you saw it too, boss, take me there!"
"Get out of the way."
"No way, boss, you have to drive, right? If you drink and drive, what will the ladies think of you?" Acheng accurately found his boss's sore spot.
Song Jingyi paused in his steps.
My younger sister is so well-behaved, cute, and law-abiding; she probably wouldn't like others who don't follow the rules.
I knew from the last time I drove with her that she drove the children's car very straight, never even crossing the line.
"Ze Ming will escort me." Song Jingyi turned and walked towards the bathroom. He smelled of smoke and alcohol, so it wasn't appropriate for him to see his sister.
"Hey...I..." Acheng, unconvinced, wanted to follow.
Ze Ming blocked his way, saying, "You're asking for trouble, aren't you, watching Yi-ge take a bath?"
Acheng: ...
After taking a shower, Song Jingyi was mostly sober. He changed his clothes and went out feeling refreshed.
Acheng sat with his arms crossed at the entrance, his tall figure blocking the way.
Ze Ming was speechless.
Song Jingyi, after all, was the one who raised him, and his tone was very gentle, "Get out of here."
“I’m not leaving,” A-Cheng said, tilting his head back. “I can’t leave without you, or you can shoot me.”
“Ze Ming, the gun.” Song Jingyi said without hesitation.
"Brother Yi." Ze Ming quickly placed the gun into Song Jingyi's outstretched palm.
I was afraid he might change his mind and miss such a good opportunity.
“Hey, hey, hey,” A-Cheng nimbly rolled to the side, making way for the door. “I suddenly remembered I have something to do. I still have half a copy of the book I bought last time to study how to be a gentleman. I’m going to read it now. Take care, sir.”
"Why are you dodging?" Ze Ming glanced at him sideways. Knowing Yi Ge's personality, if this guy didn't dodge, he would definitely get shot.
Acheng touched his bald head and sighed.
Oh no, I've really fallen out of favor.
Song Jingyi got into the car, turned on the stereo, and tapped his fingers lightly to the beat.
Ze Ming could tell that he was in a better mood. Usually, Yi Ge didn't like to listen to music when he went out because he found it too noisy.
He thought for a moment, "Yi-ge, when do you plan to tell Miss?"
“We’re not on our way anymore,” Song Jingyi said.
"I mean, when do you plan to tell her that you two are siblings?"
Looking at the fleeting shadows of trees outside, Song Jingyi said in a light tone, "Isn't now the perfect time?"
“But…” Ze Ming paused, not daring to say it aloud.
"But she's calling a bunch of people who aren't related by blood 'brother,' right?" Song Jingyi asked with a smile.
Ze Ming remained silent.
Song Jingyi was in a good mood as he prepared to see his sister, and he became more talkative. "What does it matter? I'm not that petty. Calling them 'brother' won't hurt her. As long as Xiaoyu is doing well, that's all that matters."
It's just a title; he doesn't care.
"Don't you plan to acknowledge them back? What about Mr. Song and his wife...?"
Song Jingyi's smile faded, and he lightly twirled his fingertips. "You said it yourself, he's President Song. As for my mother, I don't think she can accept this reality."
Ze Ming shut his mouth.
Yi-ge is not in a good mood.
Everyone knows about Meng Qingzhi's situation.
They raised a baby they thought was their own to become a beautiful young woman of eight years old.
She was able to run and jump, yet she died in her own arms, which dealt her a severe blow.
After the child left, the lady had problems.
His situation is sometimes good and sometimes bad. When things are normal, he's a good person, talkative and cheerful.
When the illness flares up, she will constantly search for the child she gave birth to.
The thought of her child's death would drive her to madness again.
Countless international mental health experts and psychologists have examined the patient, but there has been no substantial change.
The only thing we can do is give her medication to make her forget the existence of that child.
That will make things easier for her.
Finding the real lady is a good thing, but it's an unknown for the lady.
Firstly, she has to recall the past when her child, whom she had raised for eight years, died.
Secondly, one must accept the fact that the child is not one's own.
Even a normal person needs a long time to adjust, let alone a wife who already has problems.
However, Ze Ming said, "Miss is so cute, Madam will definitely like her when she sees her."
Song Jingyi leaned back lazily. "You're right, my mom will definitely like her, but one can't be so selfish. Xiaoyu didn't do anything wrong."
Back then, they thought the child was Yan Qihang's, and no one cared whether the child sent was actually his.
As long as his mother is happy, that's all that matters.
Anyway, we have plenty of money at home, so buying things and spending money won't have any impact.
That's why the little fish suffered abuse for several years.
She was forced to call that man who was born without the ability to have children "Dad," and she would get a beating for eating a moldy green steamed bun.
We finally started to enjoy a good life, and after only a few years of happiness, that bastard Yan Qihang has been released again.
Xiaoyu has just accepted the fact that Yan Qihang is not her biological father and is living happily with her current family.
Does he intend to suddenly appear when she's happiest?
Tell her a man and a woman she's never met that they are her biological parents, and expect her to change her mind?
Why torture a twenty-year-old child every day?
"Let her be happy for a few days first." Song Jingyi's hand had just touched the cigarette pack when he paused for a second, picked up the lighter next to him, and started playing with it.
Upon arriving at the resort, Song Jingyi booked a suite next to Yan Buyu and settled in at a leisurely pace.
Chen Mo was nearby and went to find Song Jingyi, but was stopped by Ze Ming at the door.
Ze Ming told Chen Mo about what happened on the way there, "Do you think Yi Ge is only temporarily acknowledging it, or does he never intend to acknowledge it in the first place?"
“It’s temporary,” Chen Mo said, the one who knew all about it best. “Yi-ge has a plan.”
After saying that, he stepped inside to report to Song Jingyi.
Song Jingyi lay half-reclined on the sofa, twirling a lighter in his hand. "Open a bottle of wine."
Chen Mo agreed and brought over a bottle of wine.
"Long Yu is here," Chen Mo reported. "Si Jingxu's car arrived ten minutes ago."
"Where's the little fish?"
“Miss has been staying in the villa the whole time and hasn’t come out.” Chen Mo poured him a full glass of wine. “Brother Yi, Old Song might have noticed something.”
Song Jingyi smiled sarcastically, "If he didn't have these abilities, he would have been killed long ago."
"And over here, Miss..."
If Old Song knew he had such a bloodline outside, he would probably just snatch the person away.
"With me here, no one will be able to touch a single hair on her head." Song Jingyi took a sip of wine, his expression softening as he spoke. "She can't be like me, nor can she be like that child. She should live a happy life like this."
He had no one to protect him when he was young, but now that he has the ability, his sister can live according to her own wishes.
No one can force her.
No one can.
Chen Mo sat to one side, not mentioning his wife.
He knew best that Yi-ge harbored resentment towards Madam when he learned of Miss's existence.
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