Chapter 354 I want to thank you for not taking me back with you back then
Meng Qingzhi wasn't surprised by the girl's words. She smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Before coming to see you, I asked myself if it was necessary. After much hesitation, I still came."
Shen Buyu did not reply; she stared at the lake, slightly lost in thought.
Their school has a pretty good ecological system; it would actually be nice to raise a few ducks or swans.
"Nianchu, I mean, that child's death hit me very hard."
Chen Buyu: Raising swans is too expensive, raising geese is also an option, they can even guard the house, but I don't know if they'll get dirty.
Meng Qingzhi: "Shuchen loved his daughter very much, but our daughter died in my arms. I feel sorry for him."
The images of chicks, ducklings, and geese in Shen Buyu's mind temporarily vanished. She frowned, "Who have you wronged? Song Shuchen or Song Nianchu?"
“Shuchen loved his daughter the most, but I didn’t take good care of her.” Meng Qingzhi’s eyes were filled with tears. “At that time, I really felt useless.”
Song Shuchen ensured that she never had to lift a finger, lived a life of comfort and ease, and surpassed the living standards of 90% of women in the world.
But she couldn't even take good care of his beloved daughter.
Shen Buyu frowned even more deeply.
Meng Qingzhi continued talking to herself, "I feel very guilty, but I accidentally learned that he had always known about Nianchu's death, so I turned my guilt into hatred for him."
Shen Buyu's brain twitched. "Um, let me interrupt you for a moment. Song Shuchen said that when he brought that child back, you said it wasn't his. Is that true?"
Meng Qingzhi nodded. "I did it on purpose to provoke him, but he should know me well. He knows I'm not true to myself, so what difference does it make whether I tell the truth or not?"
Seeing his self-righteous demeanor, Shen Buyu gasped in shock.
Thank goodness Yan Qihang didn't send her back back then!!
"Song Shuchen checked the child's DNA and confirmed that it wasn't his. That's why he allowed someone to poison him. Did you know about this?"
Meng Qingzhi was stunned, clearly hearing this for the first time. She murmured, "No wonder...no wonder...so there was such a misunderstanding. But why didn't he tell me?"
Shen Buyu was speechless. "You told him the child wasn't his, and he checked, and it turned out it wasn't his. What else do you want him to say to you?"
People are indeed afraid of comparison; with Meng Qingzhi standing in the background, Song Shuchen seems normal.
Meng Qingzhi remained silent. She lowered her head and thought for a long time before sighing, "Sigh, how could I know these things? He really protected me too well."
Shen Buyu glanced at her coldly, "So, from beginning to end, your heart only holds you and Song Shuchen. The children you have are just tools for you to gain men's favor?"
"How could you say that? I love my children very much." Meng Qingzhi disagreed with Shen Buyu's statement, and her voice rose.
"Pain? How does it hurt? If you cared about Jingyi, you wouldn't have left the baby in swaddling clothes with your elderly, single grandmother. If you cared about Nianchu, you wouldn't have missed the subtle changes in her body. Those are slow poisons."
Chronic poisoning is different from highly toxic poisoning. It is administered slowly over a long period of time and will not cause sudden death. However, the body's condition will gradually deteriorate, and there are traceable signs of this.
She couldn't believe that she hadn't had any health problems before she died.
Then there would be no rumors that the Song family's little princess was in poor health.
"Where were you at that time? Did you take her for a check-up? Did you personally ask the doctor about her condition? Did you go to different hospitals?" Shen Buyu asked a series of questions.
She didn't want to say much about these things to Meng Qingzhi, but when the conversation reached this point, she just wanted to speak up for Jingyi and the dead child.
Back when she was with Yan Qihang, her health was truly poor.
When my mother came, she watched her eat every day. If there was anything slightly wrong with her, she would save money and take her to one hospital after another for a checkup, even if she didn't have any.
As for Meng Qingzhi, it's easy to guess.
She tearfully handed the child to Song Shuchen, and then believed everything he said.
Meng Qingzhi wanted to argue, but couldn't find the words.
Everything the girl in front of me said was true.
She believed Song Shuchen and only listened to his verbal account.
So, she is responsible for Nianchu's death.
"Not just Nianchu, have you thought about your son?" Shen Buyu felt a sharp pain in her heart whenever she thought of Jingyi.
“Jingyi, Jingyi is doing very well,” Meng Qingzhi’s voice was not as loud as before. “Look how good he is. Shuchen said he is very accomplished. Everything in the family can be managed by him. He can handle it.”
"That's now. When he was a child, when he didn't even have toys with his grandmother, when he was eight years old and Song Shuchen threw him into a mercenary group, do you know how many knife wounds and gunshot wounds he has? You don't know, you only know how to cause trouble to get Song Shuchen's attention."
Shen Buyu almost roared these words, and as soon as he finished speaking, tears streamed down his face.
In her past life, she died at Yan Qihang's hands, and the suffering she endured was nothing more than a nightmare when she thought back on it.
But just thinking about what Jingyi had suffered made her feel incredibly sad.
When Meng Qingzhi saw Shen Buyu's tears, her heart ached, and she couldn't explain why.
He quickly got up, took out a tissue from his bag, and handed it to her.
"So, you blame me only because I didn't take good care of Jingyi, and you don't care about your part at all, is that right?" Meng Qingzhi asked softly.
Shen Buyu paused in wiping away tears; why did those words sound so familiar?
That's pretty much what Song Shuchen said.
She won't just say she doesn't care and expect this aunt to think she wants something from her.
“I don’t need to, Mrs. Song,” Shen Buyu said in a hoarse but distant voice. “I’m fine. I should thank you for not taking me back back then. Otherwise, I would either be poisoned to death or be beaten to death by my enemies because I’ve been spoiled and become lawless.”
It would never be like this now, surrounded by family and enveloped in love every day.
Meng Qingzhi sat blankly on the bench, staring at the person beside her.
This is the child she gave birth to.
They should have had the closest relationship in the world.
But now, she is right beside him, only inches away, yet it seems as if there is an insurmountable chasm between them.
She not only looks like her mother, but her resolute way of speaking is also very similar to hers.
She used to hate her mother for not supporting her pursuit of love.
Many years later, as the girl beside her speaks such emotionless words, she seems to understand something.
Perhaps, all along, she was the one who was wrong?
“I…” Meng Qingzhi said in a hoarse voice.
"Qingzhi." Song Shuchen, who had rushed over after receiving the news, came to the bench.
He glanced at the child first, then at his wife.
Both of them had red eyes; they had just been crying.
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