This sentence is like a curse.
The curse that Song Zhixing couldn't understand was deeply engraved in her heart.
Li Qiming brushed her hand away again, got in the car, and drove away with Li Hanyan. Song Zhixing chased after him crying, and her crying was so heartbreaking. Tang Yu could no longer ignore her, so he chased after her and hugged her.
Watching the car disappearing mercilessly bit by bit in her sight, she broke down emotionally and burst into tears, trying to break free from Tang Yu and catch up.
"Xingxing, calm down!" Tang Yu held Song Zhixing tightly, "They've already left."
Song Zhixing held Tang Yu's pajamas with shaking hands, buried her face in his chest, and cried like a child. Tang Yu closed his eyes and just hugged her tightly. At this moment, all the comfort was pale.
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Li Hanyan was driving, her eyes occasionally dropping to the rearview mirror. The car was not going very fast. The figures hugging each other in the mirror made her feel unwilling and heartbroken. She took a deep breath, hiding the uncomfortable emotion, and forced herself to look at the road ahead.
Li Qiming's emotions had not yet completely calmed down. His hands were pressed tightly on his legs, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were still throbbing.
After a while, he asked in a deep voice: "Is she still crying?"
His voice was hoarse, and because he was too sad, his short words had a slight tone change.
Li Hanyan glanced at the old man in the rearview mirror and nodded: "She cried very sadly."
Li Qiming closed his eyes and sighed with a trembling voice: "What a bad fate!"
Li Hanyan didn't say anything. Li Qiming opened his eyes and looked at the back of her head with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to comfort his daughter, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, he just sighed: "I know you love Xingxing the most. She is still a child, not as sensible as you-"
"She was indeed at fault in this matter. If she was a little more sensible and had a little conscience, she would not do such a thing as getting involved with her uncle-in-law!" Li Qiming was extremely disappointed with Song Zhixing in this matter.
Li Hanyan's hands tightened around the steering wheel. All kinds of emotions were surging in her heart, and she felt extremely painful. Li Qiming said again: "Don't worry, they can't be together! If Tang Yu didn't want to marry you, I would never agree to this!"
In fact, compared to his daughter and granddaughter, Li Qiming naturally loves Li Hanyan much more. After all, no matter how much Song Zhixing looks like his eldest daughter, she hasn't been by his side for so many years, so the family affection between them is certainly not as deep as that of his daughter who has been with him for more than 20 years.
Li Hanyan smiled bitterly, "Dad, you saw it too, do you think Tang Yu is still likely to marry me?"
"Why not? Unless he really doesn't care about his parents and the Tang family's affairs!"
"You don't know Tang Yu well enough. If he really cared so much, he wouldn't have chosen to start with Xingxing in the first place. Once he made up his mind, I'm afraid... nothing can stop his determination. In the end, maybe it's just a fight to the death, with both sides hurt. And..." Li Hanyan's eyes were a little blurry. Her mind was full of the image of Song Zhixing wearing Tang Yu's shirt, and the condoms on the carpet. Her fingers were tense, and her fingertips left marks on the steering wheel. "Let's take a step back and say that he is really willing to marry me, is there any meaning for us to be together?"
They have done everything! They have done everything!
Li Hanyan couldn't hold back any more, and a tear fell from her eye socket. However, she didn't dare to show it, and just pretended to be calm and continued driving.
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Tang Yu carried Song Zhixing upstairs, tears still flowing.
There was no way to comfort her in this kind of situation. Tang Yu held her in his arms and laid on the bed, patting her twitching body gently with his big palm like coaxing a child. After an unknown amount of time, her sobbing finally stopped, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Tang Yu took a towel and carefully wiped away the tears on her face. After making sure that she was tired and fell asleep, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Last night, he tormented her for a long time, and she didn't sleep much. Today's crying must have exhausted her. It's good that she fell asleep.
He went downstairs and found that the old man had not left yet.
"Why are you still here?" Tang Yu asked as he strode down the stairs with his hands in his pockets.
"What are you talking about? Are you expecting me to leave right away?" Mr. Tang sat on the sofa, looking particularly annoyed. Tang Yu knew that he was also angry at the moment, so he didn't respond. He just poured a cup of tea himself and handed it to him.
Mr. Tang snorted and didn't take it at first, but in the end, he took it. He took a sip, glanced at him, and said coldly: "The wound on your back, let Lao Liu come over to treat it for you later. Don't let it get inflamed and infected."
He was angry when he hit him with the stick just now. But more importantly, it was just a show for Li Qiming to see. If he didn't hit him with the stick, people would say that his Tang family education was not good.
"Yeah." Tang Yu responded calmly.
Mr. Tang glanced upstairs and asked, "How is Xingxing?"
Tang Yu's eyes darkened. He sat down in front of the old man and leaned on the sofa. "He fell asleep."
"Look at what you have done! If you hadn't provoked her for no reason, would this have happened? Now, you have caused her to become so troubled that even her own people don't want her anymore. If you betray her again in the future, she—"
"Who said I betrayed her?" Tang Yu interrupted the old man and said, "I won't betray her!"
The old man looked solemn.
He still understands his own grandson. You can tell from his eyes whether he is serious or just playing around. For example, Tang Yi and Tang Song are the two boys who are always surrounded by women. In Tang Yi's eyes, women are just toys. He doesn't know how to cherish them, doesn't need to be cared for, and won't love any of them. No one can last more than three days. The sixth brother, Tang Song, is completely the opposite. In his eyes, every woman is a different flower that needs to be cared for, and he wants to water every one of them.
But the others, Tang Jue, Tang Wei, including Tang Yu in front of him, are all romantic.
"If you don't want to disappoint her, do you still want to marry her?" asked Mr. Tang.
Tang Yu looked out the window with a distant gaze. He was silent for a while. After a long while, he said, "That's what I think. If she wants, I can take her to the Civil Affairs Bureau at any time."
Mr. Tang snorted and laughed, "She's only 18 years old, why is she getting married? She's not even old enough!"
"Do you think that age is a difficult thing for me?"
"What about your parents? Why, you made her family dislike you, and now you want to make the Tang family a mess too?"
"My marriage to Xingxing does not necessarily require my parents' consent." Tang Yu said without hesitation, "If the situation is special, I can prevent her from ever meeting her mother again."