After Li Hanyan finished speaking, Mr. Li laughed, "It's best if you can figure it out. It's right for you to be reserved with a man like Tang Yu, but if you are too reserved, others will get there first. There are so many women who are flocking to him, so don't let your guard down."
Her father's words made Li Hanyan hold her breath and remain silent for a long time. She cast her eyes into the dark night, and in her mind, the childish face of Xingxing flashed by, and the mature and cold face of Tang Yu flashed by.
They didn't look like the two people who would end up together. And... how could her star betray her
Li Hanyan took a deep breath, and a faint dark mark appeared in her eye sockets. No matter if it was true or not, she couldn't just sit there and wait for death - if she didn't want to lose Tang Yu.
"Why aren't you talking again? Did you hear what dad said?" Mr. Li asked again when he didn't hear his daughter's voice.
Li Hanyan came back to his senses, took a deep breath, hid his emotions, and said, "Well, I think what you said makes sense. Dad, it's getting late now, you should go to bed. I'll talk to the kitchen at home tomorrow and ask them to make you some soothing soup, you'll sleep better after drinking it."
Mr. Li sighed, "I'm old now, not as sleepy as you young people. Now, I just want to see you and Tang Yu get married and run the company well. And that poor little girl Xingxing - humph, the Tang family said they would support her until she was 18, but in fact they just kept her hostage there for more than 10 years. Once you and Tang Yu get married and officially become a member of the Tang family, you should bring her back quickly. Over the years, it's not just the Tang family that has let her down, but also us..."
As he spoke, Mr. Li seemed to be in a much heavier mood, and his words became much heavier.
"Dad, it's been so many years, please don't think about it anymore." Li Hanyan sighed, trying to make her tone sound more relaxed, "Since I made that decision back then, there is no room for regret now."
Mr. Li didn't want to think about the past anymore. He nodded, said goodbye, and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, the whole room was extremely quiet. Li Hanyan looked back at the closed door, took a deep breath, and finally turned around and walked over slowly.
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Song Zhixing took off her clothes and took a bath in the bathroom. She soaked herself in the bathtub. The gurgling hot water embraced her, and her body felt much more comfortable.
The slight pain between her legs was no longer felt. However, what followed was the strange and intense memory of Tang Yu's passion. He was a mature man, and he was much more mature than an 18-year-old girl in terms of sex. He knew how to arouse her passion and how to make her fall into the passionate passion. He was never a gentle person, but in today's love affair, he gave her enough patience and tenderness. He was careful and didn't really hurt her.
She could also feel his patience and restraint in pain. He was even full of love and care for her. She didn't know if she should be thankful that she met this man who could give her patience.
Thinking of this, Song Zhixing's mind reappeared the image of her aunt just now, and all the thoughts of being with Tang Yu disappeared in an instant, replaced by depression and endless repression. She felt that there was darkness in front of her, making her hesitate and dare not move forward. She took a deep breath and sank herself into the bathtub -
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When Li Hanyan pushed the door and entered the room, Song Zhixing had already finished his shower and was sitting on the bed, flipping through a book. In fact, he wasn't really reading it at all, and seemed a little distracted and absent-minded.
She looked up when she heard movement at the door.
Li Hanyan smiled at her, "Is it okay for me to come in and disturb you while you're reading?"
"No." Song Zhixing put the book aside. Li Hanyan glanced at her, "Don't sit with wet hair at night. It may not seem like a big deal when you're a kid, but when you grow up, you'll always have headaches."
As she spoke, she took the hair dryer from the bedside, plugged it in, and sat on the bed to blow Song Zhixing's hair. Her movements were very gentle, and the wind was warm, and that warmth went from her scalp to the bottom of Song Zhixing's heart. However, the more she did this, the more uncomfortable she felt, and her nose was sour, "Auntie, why are you so nice to me?"
She would feel much better if her aunt wasn't so gentle and didn't take such good care of her.
"You are my only little niece, and we are a family. If I am not nice to you, who can I be nice to?" Li Hanyan smiled indifferently and focused on blowing her hair.
family…
These three words stung Song Zhixing deeply.
She repaid her family with ingratitude. Song Zhixing felt really bad!
"You are so good to my aunt and you gave her this. It is only natural for my aunt to be good to you. Isn't it?"
As Li Hanyan spoke, she compared the necklace that Song Zhixing had given her and that she had been wearing.
Song Zhixing took a look, lowered his head with more guilt, and couldn't say anything.
Li Hanyan sighed as she blew her hair, "Xingxing, you and your mother are becoming more and more alike. Sometimes, when I see you, I think of your mother when she was young... She was older than me, and whenever I liked something, she would give in to me. So, if you like something, you must tell your aunt. As long as your aunt can give it to you, she is willing to give it to you."
Song Zhixing's heart was twisted tightly. As long as she wanted something, she could be given it, but... Second Uncle was not something that could be given up. Second Uncle was a person, and the person that her aunt loved the most. If she really asked her aunt for this person, she would be too ungrateful.
"Why aren't you talking? I'm the only one talking." Li Hanyan didn't hear the answer, so she glanced at Song Zhixing. The tender look made Song Zhixing's eyes red.
Li Hanyan put down the hair dryer and said, "Why are you still crying? Should I not mention your mother?"
Song Zhixing didn't know how to explain it, but she didn't expect her aunt to have found a good excuse for her. She could only bite the bullet and nod, "... I just feel a little uncomfortable."
The pain is real.
Li Hanyan laughed and rubbed her head like coaxing a child, "Okay, don't feel bad anymore. If you don't like to mention it, I won't mention it. So, let's talk about something happy."
Song Zhixing looked up at her in confusion.
"The neighbor next door said that you have a boyfriend. But this is your personal privacy, and you are an adult, so I won't ask you who he is. Tell me, do you really like him?"