Mo Zhengyan left the meeting room here, but he wanted to rush back to the Mo mansion. It's just that he just got out of the elevator and was about to go outside the building, but he received a call. It was from Butler Cao. He said at the other end, "Sir, the old house sent Butler Zhao to pick up Mrs. Shao." "
As soon as these words came out, Mo Zhengyan fixed his eyes, "Didn't I tell you that no matter who is here, you are not allowed to take Madam Shao without my permission!"
"However, Madam Young is willing to go." Steward Cao was also embarrassed, he said hurriedly, "Madam Young said, she is waiting for you in the old house."
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The Mo family’s old house was all decorated for the New Year. Festive red lanterns were hung at the door, and the Spring Festival couplets were also hung, and the upside-down blessing characters greeted the arrival of blessings. But in this red joy, the old house still lingers with solemnity and silence. I don't know how long this house has a history of such a precipitation.
Manager Zhao led Song Qiyue to the villa.
Song Qiyue didn't say anything, but followed in silence.
Not long ago, Steward Zhao arrived, and he was here to pick her up. At that time Steward Cao blocked him and refused to let Steward Zhao take the people away. At the time when the stalemate was not enough, Song Qiyue spoke: Steward Cao, today my husband and I are going back. Since Steward Zhao is here, I will go back with him first. You wait ten minutes, then call your husband back and tell him. Don't worry, just say what I meant.
She didn't know where Steward Zhao was going to take her, but she didn't know why her mind was so peaceful at this moment. She followed silently, and gradually, the building in front became familiar. It was the annex that had been to once.
The annex is a tea room, where Mrs. Mo’s pottery and tea art is usually used.
She used to be here to meet the wives of her uncles, and she used to teach tea art by Mrs. Mo.
Everything is familiar, but also a little strange.
Because today, without those bystanders, in that tea room, only Madam Mo and Sister Jiang are still there. As soon as the sliding door was pushed up, only the three of them were left. Song Qiyue quietly walked in and sat down in front of her.
Mrs. Mo is dignified and elegant, which Song Qiyue has always convinced, but in this elegance, it seems that there is a lack of humanity, so cold and indifferent.
After a moment of silence, Song Qiyue took the initiative to speak, "Mother."
She was not dry and fearless, sitting in front of her, Madam Mo looked at her, that serious Lirong was slightly relaxed, and then said, "I thought you would never step in here again."
Her words were so direct, and a single sentence brought to the previous events, Song Qiyue replied, "Today is the New Year’s Eve, I should come to visit Zhengyan for New Year's greetings. Just now Steward Zhao came to the mansion, and Zhengyan has not yet returned. So I came here first."
"You are bold." Madam Mo whispered.
"It's better to follow the rules." Song Qiyue replied with a smile, and she suddenly raised her eyes to face her face. "It's just that there are some rules that should be followed, but some rules are no longer keeping up with the times, so they should be abolished."
Madam Mo's beautiful face was calm, "What you said about abolition refers to those."
"There should be some, but as far as I know, there is one that must be abolished." Song Qiyue's unrelenting aura, she replied, "For example, lynching at home!"
"State-owned and national laws, the family has family rules, if you make a mistake, you will of course be punished." Madam Mo said.
"Yes, making mistakes is to be punished. However, lynching should not be a kind of punishment." Song Qiyue said, "Mother, now is not the past. Everyone has their own rights, personal freedom and dignity. If there is a real mistake, go to the police station and let the police convict, go to jail or die, and be responsible for everything they have committed."
"But if you just find the facts by yourself, you think that the facts are like this, and if you commit the torture privately, then the perpetrator is also a crime." Song Qiyue said in a calm tone, but this is bold enough to almost accuse!
Sister Jiang immediately shouted, "Presumptuous!"
Facing Sister Jiang’s scolding, Song Qiyue looked at her sideways, “Sister Jiang, maybe you don’t know much about the current law. I think I can choose a few law books for you so that you can understand more clearly. So that you can better take care of your mother."
Her eyes were faint, those cold and arrogant eyes, Jiang Jie was astonished, and suddenly she couldn't speak.
"Sister Jiang, you retreat." Madam Mo still spoke.
Sister Jiang came back to her senses, and she retired at the behest.
In an instant, only Madam Mo and her were left in the tea room. Even Sister Jiang was also arranged outside the tea room.
"You are sitting here today, are you here to inquire me?" Madam Mo asked with a smile.
Song Qiyue looked at her and said, "I didn't mean that. You are Zhengyan's mother and my mother. I respect you. However, I hope you can also understand that this approach is not advisable. If not today I am someone else today, and this person is not related to you, so can you still be safe like this now."
"According to the situation, it may be possible. Because after all, I am safe, and you have not hurt anyone's life because of this. In addition, in your capacity, I don't think anyone will take you anymore. "Song Qiyue said softly, "But after all, Gangcheng emphasizes the rule of law."
"If that day, I really became pregnant with a child, the child really won't be able to keep it. Mother, do you think you can retreat from the matter in this matter? Or do you think I will forgive me because of conquest Forgive the occurrence of all this?" Song Qiyue thought of the time, and recalled that it was still cold and icy.
Madam Mo sat quietly, her graceful profile, a beautiful arc under the light.
"I know, since I married Zhengyan, I knew that you don’t recognize me, and I am not your daughter-in-law. But it’s already true that Zhengyan and I got married. Even if you don’t recognize me, don’t you? Do you not recognize Zheng Yan?" Song Qiyue's words sounded again.
"I do not recognize it, it is not important to Zheng Yan." Madam Mo opened her mouth, but she said, "As for you, it is not important. This time, even if you all promised me, I won't Make this possible!"
Song Qiyue suddenly thought of Mrs. Mo's words that day-even if it was one in ten thousandths that it might not be, I wouldn't let it exist!
She was about to kill everything. She was cruel and indifferent. Song Qiyue froze. She suddenly squeezed her hands and held it like this. "You want to prevent anyone from questioning Zheng Yan in the future, even if this child is really Zheng Yan. Yan, you don’t want to believe it! Do you think this is the most important thing! But Zheng Yan, if everything becomes true, how do you let him face you and me?"
"He doesn't need to face it, he will live well." Madam Mo said coldly.
"What a good way? It's not me today, it's someone else. If the child is gone under your lynching, you are a crime!" Song Qiyue shouted.
"At that time, he will be told that his mother is a criminal!" Her stubbornness made her feel sad, and she gritted her teeth, "Do you love him this way? Does loving him make him sad!"