Chapter 10
Chen Feng’s idea was simple: let Song Youran impersonate him.
Song Youran looked at him like a fool.
Chen Feng said: "I will pretend to be sick, and you can put on a hat and a mask, and then put on my clothes, and no one will recognize you."
"I told my cousin that I was going to the company. You can take his car and find a chance to sneak away when you get to the company. Perfect."
Song Youran: "I have to go to cram school this morning, why would I want to take your cousin's car?"
Chen Feng scratched his head: "How about you come back at noon and go again?"
Song Youran neither agreed nor refused. After lunch, Chen Feng went to his room and brought him camouflage equipment, a hat and a mask.
Song Youran looked at herself in the mirror, fully armed. "What about my height?"
Chen Feng's face flushed. "It's just a tiny difference. No one would notice."
I thought the driver came alone, but when I opened the car door, I saw Wen Chu sitting in the back seat.
Song Youran lowered her eyes and got into the car without saying a word.
The car drove out of the yard smoothly, and Song Youran's heart, which had been hanging in the air, settled back into his stomach. He finally got out.
The driver parked the car in front of the Song Building. Wen Chu opened the door and said, "Tell the driver where you want to go, and he will take you there."
Song Youran clenched her palms, and her lips tightened under the mask for a moment.
Wen Chu recognized him?
Yes, even a normal person can see through such a poor disguise.
Ke Wenchu said again: "Come back as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be able to explain myself if my aunt asks."
The car door closed and Wen Chu stood there.
The car slowly drove away. Song Youran turned around and saw Wen Chu's increasingly smaller figure behind her through the rear windshield.
Was it true that Wen Chu was not recognized by him?
Song Youran took off her disguise, and the driver in the cab remained calm.
Song Youran asked, "Will you take me wherever I want to go?"
He still couldn't believe it. How could he get out so easily? And could he go anywhere without any effort?
The driver replied in a cold voice, like an emotionless machine, "Yes."
Song Youran smiled and said, "Then drive faster. We don't have much time left."
Wei Qian was tidying up the crib in the room. When she heard the doorbell, she thought Xie Xueruo had come. She opened the door and saw a young man with slanted eyes standing at the door.
The boy said, "I am Xie Xueruo's son."
Wei Qian looked nervous: "...Is there something wrong?"
The young man smiled and looked over Wei Qian's shoulder. Behind the door was the entrance garden, and the screen in the corridor blocked the furnishings in the living room.
The boy raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure you want me to say it here?"
The corridor was quiet, but I could hear movement coming from the elevator, and someone might be coming at any moment.
Wei Qian released her hand from the door frame and said, "Come in."
The boy watched her movements, the curve of his lips growing wider.
The not-so-spacious living room was filled with baby supplies that had not been put away in time, such as small clothes, shoes, bottles, toys, strollers, etc.
This place is small and crowded, and cannot be compared with a villa at all, but the cramped space is filled with the warmth of living people, which is not found in the villa.
The boy left the balcony and returned to the living room, his eyes casting towards Wei Qian's slightly protruding belly: "Is the baby being naughty?"
Wei Qian covered her stomach with her hands in panic, "You, I don't understand what you are saying."
The boy laughed: "It's pointless to pretend anymore. If I didn't know the situation, I wouldn't have found this place."
Wei Qian's hand touched the mobile phone on the TV cabinet. The boy saw it but did not stop her.
He sat on the sofa and asked with concern, "Have you thought about the future?"
Wei Qian paused while secretly sending messages and looked at the boy in confusion. From now on...
She needed money and was still in good health, so that was the future.
The boy asked, "There's no him in your future, right?"
The woman leaned against the wall and sat down on a colorful stool away from the sofa. "We have no relationship." Her fingers unconsciously clicked the phone case.
"So, he's just a tool to you?"
Wei Qian lowered her head.
Song Youran narrowed her eyes and asked, "Who is the baby's father?"
Wei Qian shook her head: "I don't know."
"Tsk, you're still not behaving even when death is imminent." The young man stood up and walked towards the woman. "Guess if I push you now, will you bleed? Will the baby be okay?"
"You!" Wei Qian widened her eyes and looked up at the young man who walked towards her.
"I, thank you, Miss Xie will be here soon."
The young man grinned, his face as sharp as a demon: "I will get rid of you and the baby before she gets here."
“No, no…”
The woman tilted her head to avoid the demon's hands, fell off the bench, and squirmed on the ground, holding her stomach.
The young man looked at her coldly. Although she didn't move, the woman seemed to be chased by a wild beast, and she let out panicked and shrill screams.
Eventually, she was taken to the hospital by ambulance.
The doctor said the pregnant woman was frightened and needed to stay in the hospital for observation.
Song Youran was pushed into the fire escape at the end of the corridor. Xie Xuerou asked, "How did you get out?"
Song Youran leaned against the wall and kindly reminded her, "Mom, you should ask me how I knew about her existence and how to find her."
Xie Xueruo wants to find out all of this.
She called the villa and learned that Song Youran was still at home. She couldn't hide her surprise, "You teamed up with someone else to deceive me?"
"outsider?"
Song Youran sneered, "To Mom, I'm an outsider, right? Otherwise, why would Mom create another child to replace me?"
Xie Xueruo's expression was complicated: "No one wants to replace you."
"You lied to me again." Song Youran murmured with her head down, "I'm grown up now. I won't trust you anymore."
Another year and it will be ten years.
Xie Xueruo didn't expect that things with this child would get to this point. She thought she was pretty good to the child.
If it weren't for Xiaoran...
Xiaoran!
Xie Xueruo stretched out her hands to support the wall. Song Youran's eyes opposite her were as sharp as swords, without any gratitude at all.
There was no love between her and Song Hongtao, but she got pregnant by accident.
Song Hongtao gave her two choices: to become a reclusive housewife, or to continue being a strong woman but keep the child.
Xiaoran is born with a deficiency and cannot leave her for the time being.
Song Hongtao gave her a long enough vacation: "The position is reserved for you. Come back whenever you want."
She lived with Xiaoran in the village for three years, thinking that Xiaoran had recovered. However, one month before she planned to return to City A, Xiaoran suddenly developed a fever in the middle of the night.
She stayed at the clinic for two days and two nights, and returned to the village despite the doctor's objection. That night, Xiaoran...
As usual, Song Hongtao called and wanted to talk to Xiaoran. She covered the microphone and said that Xiaoran had just fallen asleep.
An elderly man in the village was seriously ill, so she brought some things to visit him.
Not long after, the orphan the old man picked up died. The child was two years older than Xiaoran, but because of long-term malnutrition, he looked thin and small.
Xiaoran, her good child, never made a fuss even when she was not feeling well. Even if the medicine in the bowl was bitter, she would force herself to swallow it.
Xiaoran has grown up and is no longer the Xiaoran of the past. She doesn't know that everything she did was for his own good.
Whether it is the Xiaoran of the past or the Xiaoran of the present, she is the mother of her children and has the responsibility to teach them.
She gathered her composure and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Go to Jiangbei. I said I want to go to Jiangbei to study."
She didn't care why he had to go to Jiangbei.
She couldn't let him do this and said, "Impossible."
These three words smashed the calm mask on Song Youran's face like a hammer. He didn't understand why Xie Xueruo could still refuse him.
"I won't listen to you anymore." He declared war on her and said he would not give in.
She remained calm and said, "I'm doing this for your own good."
It's the same thing again!
"For my own good?"
He clenched his fists, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "No. You don't care about me at all. You're doing this for your own sake. You're afraid I won't listen to you, so you're controlling me under the guise of doing it for my own good. I won't be fooled again."
Xie Xueruo looked at him, standing high up, with a look of pity in her eyes, as if he were lying at her feet again.
She took out her cell phone and said, "I'll ask Lao Zhong to drive over and take you home."
"I don't want it!"
He roared, then quickly calmed down, taking a deep breath repeatedly to stabilize his leaking emotions.
He took a step back and stood at the edge of the steps: "Mom, I won't listen to you anymore."
He told her his determination, and also told himself at the same time.
Xie Xuerou frowned: "Be good, I can let bygones be bygones for what happened today."
He shook his head. What he needed was not forgiveness.
"Mom, that baby is not simple." He took out the bargaining chip, "Who is the baby's father?"
Xie Xueruo said indifferently: "This is not something you should worry about."
Song Youran smiled. "Mom, I'm worried if you keep doing things like this. Stealing other people's things and using children as tools is wrong."
Xie Xueruo's face turned pale. "Song Youran, do you know what you are saying?"
Every time Xie Xuerou got particularly angry, she would call him by his full name. This time, Xie Xuerou was angry because everything he said was right.
Song Youran climbed onto the platform. He wanted to have a conversation with Xie Xueruo on an equal footing.
"Did you really steal that child?" He asked, but he didn't need an answer. "Mom, you've already made a mistake once, why do you do it again? People who do wrong will be punished."
For example, now, Xie Xueruo needs to pay for her mistakes and agree to his request.
But Xie Xueruo said: "It's not what you think..."
The coldness on her face gradually melted away, and was covered with a veil of sadness.
"His father was a very good man."
Song Youran reached out and gripped the railing beside her. "I don't believe it! If he was truly good, you wouldn't give birth to him in this way."
"He's dead."
Xie Xueruo sighed: "We agreed to have a child in the future, so we kept it in the hospital in advance..."
"No, Mom, you're lying to me again."
Song Youran covered her eyes and laughed. "Are you crazy? You're not that kind of person. You wouldn't do something that's too much to ask for."
Xie Xueruo walked towards him and extended her hand to him: "Of course, I am strict with you because I hope you can become a successful person in the future. The biggest beneficiary of this matter is you."
Song Youran waved away Xie Xueruo's hand that was stroking his head:
"I won't believe your lies anymore! If you force me again, I'll tell Song Hongtao that I'm not his son. You killed his son a long time ago."
Bang!
Xie Xueruo looked down at her red palms: "You are not allowed to mention him!"
Song Youran covered her cheeks. "He's lucky he didn't grow up. He doesn't have to face a mother like you."
"What qualifications do you have to mention him?"
"Of course I'm qualified. We're good friends." Song Youran lowered her hand, revealing her red cheeks. "You know what? Back then, every time you left the house, he'd wait for me by the fence and play with a dirty kid like me. Every time you came back, he'd get nervous. I asked him why, and he said—"
In the dim corridor, Xie Xueruo seemed to see a hint of coldness in the corner of Song Youran's upturned mouth.
"... said he hoped you would never come back."
Xie Xueruo stepped back and leaned against the door.
Song Youran left the dangerous steps and walked up to her. "Mom, from now on, you live your life, and I live mine. We won't interfere with each other. I don't want to make you angry, nor do I want to hate you."
The boy raised his increasingly resolute face and said, "Mom, let's each take a step back."
Xie Xueruo shook her head: "I even gave you your name. Without me, you will have nothing."
"You can go and tell Song Hongtao the truth. At worst, I can leave the Song family and City A. The world is big, I can go anywhere. Can you do that?"
Xie Xueruo's last words rang in his ears, and Song Youran sighed sadly. He couldn't do it.
Before the car stopped at the zebra crossing, an old man was crossing the road carrying a birdcage. The bird in the wire cage was jumping around on the perch. There was everything in the cage except freedom.
Can he afford the price of freedom?
Even if you open the cage, the bird will not fly away because it is used to life in the cage and will die if it goes outside.
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