"You are so polite." Chi Weiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pinched his tender little face, "Godmother won't accompany you at noon, I have something important to do today."
"Is there anything more important than eating chicken legs?"
"Little foodie." Chi Weiyang paused for a moment, then smiled, "Your godmother is going on a date, so I'm looking for a godfather for you. Is this more important than eating chicken legs?"
Xia Xingchen subconsciously looked at Fu Yichen, only to see his face change slightly, with a dark color clearly appearing between his eyebrows.
He suddenly raised his head and said, "Miss Xia, take good care of your injuries. I will come to see you tomorrow."
"Oh, okay, thank you for your help, Dr. Fu." She came back to her senses, nodded slightly, and asked the servant to send Fu Yichen out.
As Fu Yichen left, Chi Weiyang's smile gradually faded. Instead, it was replaced by gloom and sadness. Xia Xingchen patted the child's head and said, "Dabai, go downstairs and bring a glass of juice for godmother."
"Okay, I'll go right away." The child happily slid down Chi Weiyang's legs and went downstairs with a thump. Xia Xingchen called him to "slow down" in the room.
There were only two of them in the room. Chi Weiyang stood at the window for a while. After Fu Yichen's car left, she took a long time to look away, her mind a little dazed.
"Is it a real date or a fake date?" Xia Xingchen asked.
Chi Weiyang didn't say anything, but suddenly lay down beside her, slightly turned sideways, and hugged her. She was stunned, and Chi Weiyang's face was buried in the quilt. For a long time, Xia Xingchen could only hear her heavy breathing. Even her breathing sounded sour...
Xia Xingchen held her shoulders distressedly and patted her gently to comfort her. In the past, Wei Yang was always laughing and doing her own thing, like a female warrior. She had never been so fragile before.
"Did something happen?" she asked softly.
"A few days ago... I saw him and his wife..."
As soon as Xia Xingchen heard it, he knew who the 'he' was referring to.
"I feel really bad... He has already started a new life openly, but I am still stuck in the memories of the past..." Chi Weiyang said, with a hint of tears in her voice.
Xia Xingchen could see that Dr. Fu had not completely let go of her. At least, he still had feelings for Wei Yang. However, no matter what, he was a married man. Based on this identity alone, their relationship was already at a dead end, with no possibility of moving forward.
"Weiyang, let yourself go. Since Dr. Fu is married, it proves that... God has a better plan for you." Xia Xingchen gently advised. However, she also knew that such consolation would not help a person trapped in a love trap. If it was really that easy to get out of it, why would she be so stubbornly single for so many years, no matter how many men pursued her, she would reject them all without hesitation
"That's how I comfort myself." Chi Weiyang forced a smile and raised her head from the quilt, "Xingchen, do you think... can I still find love in someone else?" Chi Weiyang always felt that her obsession with Fu Yichen for so many years had drained all her love...
"Try hard to find it. If you find it, you are lucky. If you don't find it, you have no loss."
… …
Song family.
At this moment, everyone was silent. From the house in the backyard, a man's scream was heard, which made everyone tremble with fear.
Song Weiyi stood there holding his mother Mei Liuli, his face pale and bloodless, his legs trembling, as if he would fall down at any time. Mei Liuli was also afraid, "You, you, I should have stopped you at that time..."
"Mom, you have to help me later... Dad will kill me!"
Just as Song Weiyi finished his words, the dark house was suddenly pushed open, and Song Guoyao came out with a sinister aura. Before Song Weiyi could say anything, Song Guoyao slapped him in the face.
With a "pop" sound, Song Weiyi's face was already red and swollen. Big tears kept falling down. She was so scared that she trembled and didn't even dare to cry.
Song Guoyao was still not satisfied and raised his hand to slap her again. Mei Liuli rushed over and stopped him crying, "Guoyao, you only have this one daughter!"
"You dare to beg for mercy for her! You spoiled her like that!" Song Guoyao shouted angrily, the cruelty in his eyes was very scary, "Do you know that the people she found this time were all my brothers who had been through thick and thin with me! They were all killed one by one by Bai Yeqing, and I had to happily give him weapons!"
Mei Liuli said: "Our only daughter is still young, she doesn't understand. Those people have followed you for so many years, and they did whatever they wanted with her. If you want to blame someone, you should blame them yourself...ah..."
A gun was pointed at Mei Liuli's head. Mei Liuli was so scared that she fell to the ground, not daring to say a word. Song Weiyi grabbed the gun and said stubbornly, "Dad, if you want to kill me, just kill me! I asked them to go, they dared not disobey me! I will be responsible for their deaths, you can kill me!"
"Stop talking..." Mei Liuli cried and hugged her daughter.
Song Weiyi's tears of grievance kept falling, "I just want to teach a lesson to the woman who stole my man, why can't I do the same? She seduced Ye Qing first, so it's only natural for me to teach her a lesson!"
"I don't care if you're dealing with a woman! But if you cause trouble for me again, I'll shoot you!"
Song Guoyao spoke viciously, and every word that came out of his lips was as hard as stone. His eyes seemed to want to skin Song Weiyi alive. After warning them, he walked around them and left coldly.
Mei Liuli collapsed on the lawn, tears streaming down her face. These men who were full of ambition for the country only had supreme power in their eyes, and love and family were just their pawns. When they were truly ruthless, anyone's life could be taken, and anyone could be sacrificed.
Song Weiyi also squatted on the ground, covering her face and crying. After being humiliated by this group of people today, she hated Xia Xingchen even more in her heart. If one day, he really became the future president's wife, she would never let him off easily.
… … … …
It was after 9 o'clock in the evening before Bai Yeqing was able to leave the office.
Leng Fei opened the car door for him. After he got in, he asked in a deep voice, "Has Song Guoyao dealt with it?"
"Dealt with it. Died miserably."
Bai Yeqing did not ask any more questions. He glanced at the watch face and it was about 10 o'clock when he arrived at the Presidential Palace. She must have gone to bed long ago. He originally thought he could come back earlier today, but recently, there were a lot of things going on both internationally and domestically, and it was difficult to get away.
He pressed his brows tiredly, closed his eyes, and leaned against the car for a short rest. He went to bed at 1 a.m. last night, and hurried to the office at 7 a.m. this morning. These 6 hours were the most adequate sleep he had gotten recently.