Seeing that the situation was not good and that the loving mother image she had painstakingly cultivated was about to be jeopardized, Lin Wanru immediately distanced herself from the matter: "Anshan, this is none of my business. I really don't know what's going on. Isn't it Ruan Ruan who is talking nonsense here?"
Then he looked at Song Zhi apologetically, "Xiao Zhi, I'm sorry, Ruan Ruan probably heard it wrong. Children speak without restraint. Don't be angry. I'll teach her a lesson later."
Song Zhi stood not far away, glanced at her indifferently, and said coldly: "I am only two years older than her. She is an adult. What's the point of being a child saying anything?"
"Everyone, get out! What are you still doing standing at Xiao Zhi's door? Song Ruanruan, apologize to your sister!"
Song Anshan issued an order.
Song Ruanruan reluctantly raised her head and looked at Song Zhi, saying to her weakly, "I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean it. Please forgive me."
Lin Wanru also smiled and said to Song Zhi, "Xiao Zhi, as your elder sister, please be magnanimous and forgive Ruan Ruan just once."
Song Zhi took a deep breath and said to Song Anshan, "Dad, since Ruan Ruan has apologized to me, I won't hold it against you. I'm in a bad mood right now. You and Mom should go out first."
Song Anshan nodded and said in a deep voice, "Ruan Ruan, go back to your room and reflect on yourself! Wan Ru, come to my study. I have something to tell you."
Lin Wanru and Song Ruanruan exchanged a glance, both mother and daughter filled with resentment and surprise. Song Ruanruan followed Lin Wanru and said anxiously, "Mom... my art troupe..."
Lin Wanru patted the back of Song Ruanruan's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, Mom will definitely get it done for you."
She had already reserved the violinist position of Song Zhi for Song Ruanruan.
*
Wait until the footsteps of Song Anshan and the others fade away.
Song Zhi immediately went forward and closed the bedroom door.
After listening carefully and making sure that the three people outside were no longer at the door, Song Zhi turned around and walked to the edge of the bed, lifted the sheets, and said to Tang Junhe, "Everyone is gone, how long are you going to hide in there?"
“…”
The long-limbed man emerged from under the bed, his face covered in dust. He looked at the chubby girl standing in front of him with a complicated expression: "Song Zhi, what on earth do you want to do?"
He had just heard clearly the conversation between Song Zhi and the parents. The wine he drank last night must have been tampered with by Lin Wanru and the others. Among the four people in the Song family, Song Anshan was probably the only one who was kept in the dark and knew nothing.
But what about Song Zhi?
Change your mind at the last minute?
He didn't believe that the woman who had been targeting him since childhood suddenly fell in love with someone else.
I guess he's up to some bad idea again.
Tang Junhe is in a very bad mood now. His family education makes him instinctively want to be responsible for Song Zhi, but emotionally he really doesn't want to marry Song Zhi. He has no romantic feelings for her. In addition, Song Zhi's entanglement with him over the years makes him feel disgusted with her.
Song Zhi ignored Tang Junhe's inquiring look. Fifteen years of marriage had long since erased all her feelings for him. Later, when he didn't allow Tang Qingbai to come and see her, she was filled with hatred for him.
This is a cold-blooded and ruthless man. No matter how good-looking he is, how much he is admired by his subordinates, or how much blood and sweat he has contributed to the country, in Song Zhi's eyes, he is almost as good as a dead person.
Just give this bastard man to the country, she doesn't want him anyway.
"Don't be paranoid. I'm not interested in you anymore," Song Zhi pointed at the windowsill. "My dad is at the front door. Go down through the window. Don't let anyone see you."
Tang Junhe looked at the narrow windowsill, his face darkening. "Are you a thief? You want me to climb out the window?"
"So where do you want to go out? The main door? My dad is right at the door. If you're not afraid of him breaking your legs, go ahead and go out. Go ahead."
"..." Tang Junhe took a deep breath and looked at Song Zhi. What's wrong with this little girl today? She is so fierce. Usually she calls Song Zhi "Brother He" so sweetly.
Is this because you've taken advantage of him and are now turning against him?
When Tang Junhe thought of this, he felt inexplicably unhappy.
"Are you sure you don't need me to be responsible for you?"
He looked at her with dark eyes, "Song Zhi, I know what you are thinking. Since we had sex last night, no matter what..."
Song Zhi's response was to open her small window before he could finish his words.
Making a "please" gesture, Song Zhi said expressionlessly, "Get out of here."
Tang Junhe: "..."
Without further hesitation, he supported himself on the windowsill with one hand, turned over, and squatted steadily on the windowsill.
Tang Junhe turned around and looked at Song Zhi.
Song Zhi stood there with her soft long hair loose. She was a little fat, but in the morning sunlight, her skin was as white as cream, like a chubby little lamb.
Seeing him looking back at her, Song Zhi said to him indifferently: "Don't worry, once you leave this family, we will have nothing to do with each other in the future. I've figured it out. A forced melon won't be sweet. And after what happened last night, I think I actually like girls younger than me."
“…”Are you disgusted with him… for being old?
Tang Junhe didn't say anything else. He rolled over and jumped out of her window, landing steadily in her backyard.
Song Zhi stood at the windowsill, looked out at his leaving back, and thought to herself, Goodbye.
Tang Junhe, goodbye.
Never see you again.
The fate of husband and wife in the previous life should end in the previous life.
She wants to live for herself in this life.
She wants to protect her family and regain the life that originally belonged to her.
*
At noon, Lin Wanru steamed a large basket of meat buns and specially made two palm-sized meat buns, which were full of fat and a little lean pork, for Song Zhi to eat.
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