Tang Junhe paused, looking at Song Zhi in disbelief with a dark face. Seeing him standing there and listening to the increasingly rapid footsteps, Song Zhi became extremely anxious and walked over to pull Tang Junhe: "What are you doing standing there? Hide under the bed! If you don't go in now, you'll have to marry me!"
Perhaps the last three words touched the man's nerves. The 1.9-meter-tall man finally moved stiffly. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Song Zhi's wrist: "Song Zhi, if you dare to play tricks on me, I—"
"Don't worry." Song Zhi withdrew his hand and said calmly, "After today, we will no longer have any relationship, Tang Junhe."
Song Zhi's calm and light words startled Tang Junhe. His dark eyes gazed deeply at the face he had known since childhood. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but this sister who was seven years younger than him seemed much more stable...
The moment Tang Junhe was pushed under the bed by Song Zhi, the door of Song Zhi's bedroom was opened.
Song Zhi put down the bed sheet and turned around, only to see Song Anshan rushing in angrily and Lin Wanru and her daughter pretending to be anxious.
"Dad, Mom, what's wrong?" Song Zhi straightened her hair, sat down on the bed, and looked at them curiously and innocently.
Seeing that only Song Zhi was in the bedroom, Song Ruanruan opened her eyes wide in surprise and asked Song Zhi, "Sister, where is Brother He? Wasn't he in your bedroom just now?"
Song Zhi looked at her with a forced smile: "Why is Tang Junhe in my bedroom? Ruan Ruan, don't ruin my reputation. What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You..." Song Ruanruan was stunned and subconsciously wanted to argue, but when she met Song Zhi's eyes, which were not smiling, she was suddenly startled and didn't dare to say anything more. She just turned her head to look at Lin Wanru.
If Song Zhi didn't have sex with Tang Junhe, what would happen to her violin spot? Wouldn't that mean she couldn't join the art troupe?
"Xiao Zhi, Ruan Ruan didn't mean anything else." Compared to the eighteen-year-old Song Ruan Ruan, Lin Wanru was much more experienced. She walked in with a smile to comfort Song Zhi, "Ruan Ruan said that she heard a man's voice coming from your room outside the door. She was worried that your reputation would be tarnished by some questionable man, so she hurried over to call me and your father to support you."
"Xiao Zhi, don't worry. Your parents are right here in front of you. Tell us the truth. Who was that man in your room last night? We will definitely seek justice for you."
Song Zhi looked at Lin Wanru's gentle face and the seemingly reasonable expression on her face, as if she really cared about her.
But she remembered it clearly.
After the reform and opening up, Song Anshan founded a construction company. Thanks to policy guidance and business acumen, her father's construction company prospered.
After Song Anshan and Lin Wanru got married, they did not have any more children. Song Ruanruan was also the daughter brought by Lin Wanru's ex-husband, because Song Anshan was afraid that if he had another child, he would be partial to the new child.
Although he was busy with work, he treated Song Ruanruan as his own daughter and provided her with the same food, clothing and other expenses as she did.
While Song Zhi was receiving treatment in the mental hospital, Song Anshan would often visit her and tell her that the company was performing well and that he would give the company to her and Ruan Ruan in the future.
But suddenly one day, Song Anshan went bankrupt.
As the legal representative of the construction company, Song Anshan was arrested by the public security organs. He jumped from the top floor of the company in despair. Song Zhi was even unable to visit him for the last time because he was in a mental hospital.
She wanted to contact Lin Wanru, but Lin Wanru disappeared with Song Ruanruan, taking away all the Song family's real estate and the inheritance left to her by Song Anshan.
It was much later that Song Zhi found out that Lin Wanru had been cheating on her with a male accountant from Song Anshan's construction company, and had conspired with him to transfer the company's confidential documents...
Under the double blow of his father's suicide and an unhappy marriage, Song Zhi was mentally unclear for a long time.
All her misfortunes started when she followed Lin Wanru's advice and married Tang Junhe.
She wants to kill it at the source today.
"Mom," Song Zhi smiled, "What are you talking about? How could there be a man in my room? I clearly slept alone last night, and didn't I know how many people were in the room? Are you dreaming, or are you cheating on me and framing me?"
The perfect motherly smile on Lin Wanru's face suddenly froze.
She turned around and complained to Song Anshan: "Anshan, don't listen to Xiaozhi's nonsense. I didn't do anything. It was Ruanruan who heard a man's voice here." She winked at Song Ruanruan. Song Ruanruan obeyed the order and immediately looked around Song Zhi's room, and finally stopped at the small wardrobe that looked like it could hide someone.
The mother and daughter hinted at each other with their eyes, and finally Lin Wanru nodded slightly, signaling Song Ruanruan to open the wardrobe door.
It was she who reserved the violinist spot in the art troupe for Song Ruanruan. Although she didn't know why Song Zhi suddenly changed her mind, she still refused to admit that she had a relationship with Tang Junhe.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as the man is found in her room, she will marry him even if she doesn’t want to!
All female soldiers in the art troupe must be unmarried. As long as Song Zhi gets married, the position of violinist will definitely fall into Song Ruanruan's hands.
"Hey, sis, what are you hiding in your closet? Why is the door open?"
Song Ruanruan suddenly rushed over and opened the wardrobe door despite Song Zhi's attempts to stop her.
Several pieces of women's underwear and neatly folded cotton coats and trousers were exposed to everyone.
"Song Ruanruan, what are you doing?!"
Song Zhi stood up, pushed Song Ruanruan away, closed the closet door, and then looked at Song Anshan with red eyes, "Dad, please take care of Mom and Ruanruan! I like Tang Junhe, but I won't stoop so low as to hang out with him without any proper reason! I said I'm the only one in my room, and they're just bullying me because my mom died early, so they're throwing dirty water on me so unscrupulously!"
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