On the next Sunday, because the Song family were still in Gangcheng, Song Qiyue was bound to rush back to the mansion. It's hard to come here, it's always outrageous not to get together. After getting up early in the morning, Song Qiyue was about to go back, and Mo Zhengyan naturally accompanied him. I bid farewell to Mo father and Mo mother, took Aunt Xu and the children, and went back together.
The Song family members in the mansion were also up. Seeing them, Aunt Jun boasted, "Look at this family of three, how nice."
If you look at the performance alone, Song Qiyue would feel very good.
The host is handsome, and she thinks that she will not be inferior, and there is a cute and cute baby. There is nothing dissatisfied in life like this. Even Song Qiyue feels that if she wants too much, it is simply greedy. Up.
Song Qiyue originally wanted to keep them in Hong Kong City for a few more days, so it was good to have fun here.
But the uncle meant that this time I was here for a banquet, not a tourist, so I didn't stay much. Because the air ticket has already been booked, I have to leave in the afternoon. Song Lianheng is still busy going back to the company, Song Xiangwan is now also transcripts, but also has to work, Song Jinzhi's studies are also important, so it is not gathered together.
Song Qiyue thought about it, even though he was reluctant in his heart, but there was no way.
We had a meal together in the mansion at noon, and we would go to the airport for a little chat in the afternoon.
In the back garden, Mo Zhengyan accompanied his uncle, Song Lianheng and Song Jinzhi were chatting.
In the mansion room, Song Qiyue was accompanied by his aunt Jun and Song Xiangwan. Seeing that the time was almost up, Aunt Jun was packing her luggage, and Song Qiyue accompanied him, "I was relieved to see that the Hundred Days Banquet was so well done yesterday."
Song Qiyue smiled and helped to fold the clothes, and Aunt Jun said again, "You married into the Mo family, and the wedding was not held. It is always a little unreasonable. Although I didn't make it up, yesterday's banquet is considered acceptable. Now you are here. No one dares to say more about the identity of the Mo family."
At least, from yesterday's point of view, it is indeed exactly what Aunt Jun said.
Song Xiangwan knocked on the door and entered, and came in with Song mother, "Auntie, how are you."
"I'm fine here, too." Aunt Jun replied, looking at the two sisters Song Xiangwan and Song Qiyue, she remembered when she was a child, she couldn't help saying, "Time is so fast, both sisters have grown up so big."
Mother Song said with a smile, "No, I used to make trouble when I was young, like this, like that, the same, but different."
Those children's funny stories brought back memories, and Song Xiangwan said, "Mom, don't talk about it, it happened so long ago."
"You said it's been so long, you should hurry up like July, settle down with Su He earlier, so that you can have a baby soon." Mother Song said again, and Song condensed her eyebrows to Wanyu, and she shouted Said, "Let's all go down, Dad and they are all sitting in the garden."
The afternoon sun was quite good, and Song Mu and Aunt Jun both joined the afternoon tea.
Song Qiyue and Song Jinzhi laughed a few words, and then asked, "Sister Xiang Wan, when will you marry Brother Su He?"
"I'm not in a hurry yet, what are you in a hurry?" Song Xiangwan asked.
"Brother Su He is so handsome, be careful that he is snatched by another woman." Song Jinzhi joked.
"Su He is sincere to me, so he won't!" Song Xiangwan's eyes sank, and Li Rong remained unchanged.
These words made Song Qiyue think of something and silenced her.
"Hurry up and have a snack, what you ordered just now, now I have it." Song Xiangwan reminded Song Jinzhi again.
Song Jinzhi also went, and Song Xiangwan looked back at Xiang Song Qiyue. She said, "Su He has been busy with his company recently, so there is no time. When he stabilizes, I will get married with him."
"Then I'm waiting for your wedding invitation." Song Qiyue replied, but her gaze was toward the front, who was sitting with the Song family.
She once asked Song Xiangwan: Do you think feelings can be used for grabbing
She said at the time: Sincere heart cannot be robbed.
But why, she can't see clearly, his heart
After the afternoon tea, I sent the Song family to the airport. The plane in the evening said goodbye at the security gate and watched them leave.
When he returned to the mansion, Song Qiyue rushed upstairs to see the child. After leaving the delivery line in the afternoon, the little guy was still asleep, so she went upstairs without taking it out.
Mo Zhengyan's pace slowed down a bit, but he stopped, watching her go upstairs and disappearing, silently walked towards the side hall.
"Young Master hasn't woken up yet." Aunt Xu said.
"Really able to sleep." Song Qiyue saw the child An Ran's sleeping face, inexplicably settled, holding the child's small hand, inexplicably as if he had courage.
After staying with the child for a while, she went downstairs again, but Cao said, "Mr. is in the side hall."
In that side hall, Song Qiyue entered, no one was there, only him, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking a cigarette alone, with sparks lingering at his fingertips. She stepped in, closed the door with her backhand, and said to him, "What did you say yesterday? Let's talk about it today. Are you free now?"
Mo Zhengyan turned sideways and said, "What do you want to say."
"I want to say a lot, and I don't know where to start at once." Song Qiyue slowly said, facing him, the depressed mood wanted to explode, but found that he didn't know where it started. Just seeing him standing in front of the window, I remembered that day.
Song Qiyue asked, "I think the view on the rooftop of Mo's Building must be good, so you would like to go there. Unfortunately, Cheng Qingning also likes to go to the rooftop to let the air through. Did you meet there by chance, or from one It was an appointment at the beginning?"
"It was a coincidence at first." He answered.
She asked, "What happened then?"
"I asked her." He replied.
"You asked her, there is a reason, right? Her hand was injured, just like mine, leaving scars, so you kindly gave her scar cream, right? Actually, if you want to give her , You can tell me that I thought you were afraid that I might misunderstand, so you didn't tell me, did you?"
She has also found countless reasons and excuses for herself, thinking that these must be nothing, nothing, it's not just a coincidence on the rooftop, or just a few scar removal creams, it doesn’t matter, you don’t care, you can go to the rooftop anyway It's just personal preference, anyway, she is not bad with these scar removal creams.
But, but what if these are deliberate
"How many times have you met on the rooftop? Did you ask her more, or did she ask you more? Occasionally, or every day? It happened that I could treat you once, and twice I could treat you for fear of misunderstanding. Then third This time? Why don't you tell me? I also like the rooftop, where the air is fresh, you can find me!" Song Qiyue's voice was condensed.
Mo Zhengyan said, "There is no third time."
Not the third time, no, Song Qiyue laughed, "So, did you bother? Because I was accidentally heard yesterday, so I can't see two people alone on the rooftop in the future."
"Don't think too much." Mo Zhengyan said solemnly.
Don’t think too much. You think too much. His answer was so similar. To Cheng Qingning or to her, Song Qiyue’s voice condensed, "I didn’t think too much, I don’t need to think too much. ! Because my eyes see it, and my ears hear it too!"
"You said it yourself, you confessed it yourself, you have to make her regret it!" Song Qiyue said the result that saddened her most that day!
"It's not what you think." Mo Zhengyan stared at her and said again.
"So what?" Song Qiyue shouted, "Such a grand banquet, so many guests have been invited, and the celebrity and wealthy businessmen of the entire Hong Kong City have arrived. You have taken such a lot of thought to do it to her. Is it just because of her words that irritated you? Just because she married Li Chengyi, and Li Chengyi held a birthday party for her, so you feel upset, you have to tell her that you can do the same, even better than hers Thousands of times! This is all what you said, isn't it!"
"In the beginning, I felt that suddenly, I was busy with work, so why would I suddenly give Yangyang a drink? It turned out that it was because of this!" Song Qiyue felt such a breakdown, she smiled, just because of her stupidity. "I'm still very happy, so I greet and wait with joy!"
Since deciding to hold a hundred-day banquet, Song Qiyue has been immersed in happiness. She doesn't care about the so-called pomp, but she thinks of her son and herself. If there is one, then she will be happy after all. , Who would not be happy with such a banquet, such a celebration, only for oneself and the children. That is even more of a recognition. The past, along the way, seems to be worthwhile.
But now, she knows that such happiness is just a bubble! It was a mirage, a phantom that I had made for it! It's a phantom he built by himself!
"You personally handed over to my mother to hold the banquet, and invited everyone, you asked me to send invitations to Cheng Qingning, and asked my mother to take me to make dresses, all of this is just for you to avenge Cheng Qingning and make her regret it. Tool!" She felt cruel when she told these facts herself!
"Mo Zhengyan, how can you say such nice things in front of me? What do you let everyone know! Every sentence is a lie!" Song Qiyue asked, recalling what he said, everything is ridiculous!
——I want everyone to know how cute our son is.
——On that day, I want everyone to know that my wife is the most beautiful and happiest woman in the world.
She gnashed her teeth and asked, "Is Yang Yang and I a tool you use to show off, so that you can use it to defeat Cheng Qingning and make her regret it!"
Meeting her eyes, his heart sank, and Mo Zhengyan moved his lips, "It's not like that."
"Mo Zhengyan, don't lie! Ask yourself, since you met her in Nancheng again, haven't you ever thought of it for a moment! When you know she is in Nancheng, when you saw her in the past, when she is now The identity of Mrs. Bonner Lee, haven't you ever thought about it?"
"I want her to regret it, have you never done it! Not for a moment!"
The female voice was like lightning that struck the sky, brightening up, Song Qiyue asked, and Mo Zhengyan's eyes fell silently.
"Mo Zhengyan, you deceive yourself and others, you obviously care about it!"