Mo Zhengyan looked at her, and he said, "What did you say."
It was his quiet male voice that sounded, and it was he who asked about the words she had just said. Once the decision came out, the road seemed to be gone. Although the courage was no longer, I couldn't let myself regret it. Song Qiyue resolutely said again, "I am willing to give up custody."
"You say it again." He didn't seem to hear clearly, so he continued to ask.
Song Qiyue looked into his eyes and said, "I said, I am willing to give up."
"What to give up." He asked immediately.
"Custody." This sentence was said back and forth many times, "I am willing to give up."
Mo Zhengyan fixed his eyes, he was silent for a moment, just watching her so closely, he suddenly smiled, "Heh, you said you are willing to give up custody?"
"En." Song Qiyue knew how difficult it was from her throat.
"What is the reason that made you give up custody? Can you get to this point?" Mo Zhengyan stared, he questioned.
Every step along the way is very clear, but she didn’t even know how to get to this step. Song Qiyue could only say, “I don’t want to go on like this, and I don’t want my child to live in the shadow of an adult, he Need a happy life."
"Your so-called happiness is to leave me, or even give up his custody right!" Mo Zhengyan's voice sank.
"I don't want to." Song Qiyue said, "If I can, I will not give up custody. But if we continue to live like this, or continue to act like a husband and wife, we will not There are good results."
"In this world, everyone is playing the role they need! To parents is children! To children, you become parents again! From the perspective of the cooperative company, they are allies and peers are enemies! These are all relatives. Say! The biological chain of all living things is like this! If there is no good result, then why does all this continue to exist!" His rebuttal and doubts hit like a mountain.
"Humans are emotional creatures, not a single individual!" Song Qiyue's voice condensed, "They can depend on each other, but this does not mean that there is no problem between them! Allies or enemies are just related to the market. It is not realistic to use it in marriage!"
"Then you just talk about it, how is reality?" Mo Zhengyan said, "I'm listening, you will say it now!"
"A person cannot choose his parents, because he cannot decide his birth, but he can choose his other half. If you are not happy every day, why are you still together? I don’t want to continue, I don’t want to reluctantly maintain it. Create a happy look!" She told her completely what was in her heart. She was calm at this moment, trying to communicate with him.
Song Qiyue said, "Now that my son is young, he still doesn't understand. When he is older, he will feel it. Children are smart. Don't think they don't understand. In fact, they can feel better than Everyone is keen, and may not be able to understand why, but he can definitely feel that kind of unhappiness."
"I don't want him to grow up in this kind of deliberately creating a happy atmosphere and become unhappy. If so, then I would rather let him understand from now on. In fact, in reality, there are parents who accompany and take care of him together. Although his parents are not accompanied by him at the same time, they still care about and love him."
"I think he adapts from an early age, he will accept it eventually, and he will grow up happily in the future."
She finished quietly, waiting for his answer.
He stared at her and said nonchalantly, "This is the reality you are talking about? Where does it come from?"
"According to the survey, disharmonious families have a great impact on children. Children who grow up in a depressive environment will suffer negative emotions both physically and mentally. In contrast, if both parents are separated for their own reasons, they will give With children who care for the same, they are healthier and happier than children in disharmonious families.” In recent days, Song Qiyue has seen many survey records of this kind, telling various stories. How the children of the family live, and all the examples prove so.
"What you are talking about is really professional. It seems that a lot of research has been done recently. No wonder the progress of the project has slowed down. The original thoughts are all used in this!" He was able to draw inferences about it, and the topic was related to work.
Song Qiyue condensed her eyebrows, "I work with ulterior motives, but I am just an ordinary person, it is difficult to achieve 100% distinction between public and private. I don't think you can, if you can, then how can you talk about the progress of the project now!"
Her rebuttal was really swift and quick, and Mo Zhengyan's eyes were even more condensed. While silently facing each other, he suddenly asked, "Being with me makes you so unbearable? Would you rather give up the custody of your child? , Do not want to stay with me? Is there such pain?"
"Is there any!" he asked.
Song Qiyue remained silent, and said, holding his breath, "I am not happy. If I continue, it will be painful."
"You are already in pain now, are you?" Mo Zhengyan shouted again, "I think you are too comfortable! Living in such a big house, there are so many servants to take care of your daily life. ! Never worry about it anymore! Not satisfied yet! You are so dissatisfied! You are so dissatisfied!"
Not satisfied!
You are too dissatisfied!
Song Qiyue listened to his words, and the words smashed into her heart like a whip. Is she too insatiable? She couldn't tell the difference.
"What do you want! You don't like the attic, I have already demolished it! Find someone to design the drawing for you, and let you choose it yourself! What else are you unsatisfied with!" He asked sternly, as if giving a great deal tolerant.
"These are just what you want to give me, not what I want!"
"Then you say! What do you want! What do you want!"
It was his drink that hovered in her ears, what else did she want, looking at him at the moment, the longing once, the thing that once wanted to hold but did not want to let go, that is how she is nostalgic, that is her The love you want to get, but you will never get it again. All of this has stopped everything from dreaming and dreaming, and that desire is shattered.
Song Qiyue must have said in her heart, "I want to be free, can you give it to me."
There was no room for silence in the side hall. Both of them fell silent. In this silence, Mo Zhengyan's eyes were cold, "If you want to be free, then you go! But my child, I won't let you take it away! One point, I remind you, as long as you give up custody, from that moment on, you will never see him again!"
Giving up is equivalent to never seeing each other again? How can this be!
Song Qiyue said immediately, "I will appeal, I will go to the court, and ask the court to make a public ruling!"
"I, Mo Zhengyan, I'm the least afraid of going to court. Go if you want! But don't forget that you already have a precedent for premeditated kidnapping of a child!"
"Even so, it is excusable! The principle of law is nothing more than human affection! The rule of law can restrain people, but morality is above the rule of law! You said this! Now it is the relationship between mother and child! The jury will definitely be moved! "
"Your memory is really good, I remember what I said so clearly!" Mo Zhengyan said, "Unfortunately, you never understand. The judge will not be by your side all the time. The rule of law is restricted only where it can be seen! Could it be you? Can law enforcement officers accompany you 24 hours! You must not have custody rights! Even if the visitation rights are awarded to you, you will definitely not be able to visit! As long as you step out of the Mo family's door, I will not let you see child!"
"Mo Zhengyan! Do you think you can cover the sky with only one hand!" Song Qiyue panicked, but pretended to be calm.
"No!" He raised his lips, "but I can take good care of my son! You advise you not to try, you have been in Wuzhou before, and you have seen it before!"
Five continents, lessons learned.
This made Song Qiyue think of Tang Renxiu, the second youngest member of the Tang family. Although he did not know the truth, he also knew that he had used countless methods for the woman named Gu, almost to the point where he could not believe it! And the reason why she compromised, I heard it was because of the child! Even at the end, he directed her and married her to his brother himself! But why should she compromise so much
Song Qiyue had never experienced it before, but felt that such a compromise was too unwilling to be too unbelievable, like a prisoner imprisoned and imprisoned a child, but at this moment, she experienced such a personal pain, how can she let it go! How can we give up!
"He is also my son!" Song Qiyue shouted.
He even overwhelmed his stern male voice, "You gave him up!"
"That's what you forced!"
"I never forced you to leave him, or even forced you to leave the Mo family! Never!"
Once again there was nothing to argue about, because he really didn't, but she couldn't bear it anymore, Song Qiyue clenched her fists, "You didn't open your mouth to force me! But what you did was not forcing me! You now leave me with no retreat! No children! No freedom! Nothing!"
"You let me live here, stay in Mo's house, stay in this house. When this nameless Mrs. Mo's family, if you just need a mistress, then you can look for it again! Why are you doing this to me again? Mo Zhengyan! Say it! Give me an answer!"
"You tell me why are you doing this to me!"
"Why treat me this way!"
Her calmness was out of control again, and she had no reason again, and she asked him fiercely!
"Is there a name but nothing?" He caught the four words in her words, his eyes condensed, but there was a depth of depth in his eyes, "Then I will let you sit in the position of Madam Shi! Let you know who you are! "
Song Qiyue was stunned, but he got up at once, and the tall figure came towards her. Before she could say anything, the whole person was lifted by his long arms, and he rose into the sky from the sofa. Picked her up and went upstairs!
"Let go of me! Mo Zhengyan! You let me go!" Song Qiyue drank, she kicked her legs, she beat him, she struggled to jump away.
But he didn't move, holding her upstairs quickly and calmly!
The servants in the hall looked at them, bowed their heads and dared not look any more, letting them pass.
Going upstairs and pushing the door open, he hit with his shoulder and the door was closed again!
"Mo Zhengyan!" Song Qiyue sipped, and he was thrown onto that big bed in the next second!
...
I don't know how long it took, the room finally quieted down, there was no heartbeat, only the faint ups and downs of breathing, and she had fallen asleep tiredly. The exhaustion of the body is impossible to fight. After the constant torment, Song Qiyue fell asleep deeply.
In that room, he got up and stood aside, lit a cigarette and smoked, the smoke filled. Perhaps seeing the eyebrows raised in his sleep, he opened the window a little, facing the gap, letting the wind blow away the smoke.
When you fall asleep, you won't feel anymore, so you can temporarily forget about the disturbances, but once you wake up, you have to face it again. Song Qiyue was lying on the bed, the breath still entwined her, it was his smell, it was all over. In front of her eyes, his figure suddenly flashed, it was him who came out wearing a bathrobe, his hair was still wet, dripping with water. On the slightly open chest, there are still red marks, finger prints, marks left by her last night, so eye-catching!
"Do you want to take a bath? I'll take you." He said.
Depressed, Song Qiyue shouted, "Get out of here!"
"Aren't you uncomfortable?"
"I'll let you go!" She grabbed the quilt to cover herself, and she picked up the pillow indiscriminately and slammed it at him, "Go!"
Mo Zhengyan turned his head to avoid it, but then picked up the pillow from the ground and put it on the bed, "Then you go take a bath by yourself and come down for breakfast in 20 minutes. It's getting late and you have to catch a plane. "
The pillow came back to her hand, Song Qiyue picked it up again, and slammed it to the ground, but she vented countlessly from her boredom. She curled herself together and buried her head between her knees.
Twenty minutes later, Song Qiyue came downstairs and was ready to go. Her face that was no longer smiling had a glamorous beauty. Such beauty makes the old mansion look so similar to Madam Mo when he looks up and down.
Breakfast in the dining room, everything seemed to have never happened last night, and we ate quietly.
Mo Zhengyan had eaten here a long time ago. He sat with her at the dining table. Soon after, Song Qiyue put down the tableware.
Mo Zhengyan said, "Eat more, you eat too little."
"Can't eat, I'm full."
"Eat more, things on the plane don't taste good." As he said, she picked up the cutlery again and took another bite and put it down immediately.
"Sure?" she asked.
Mo Zhengyan shouted, "Steward Zhao."
Steward Zhao was waiting next to him. He immediately stepped forward, and Song Qiyue sat there, and saw that the book was taken in front of him again. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the design drawings!
"I haven't chosen one last night. Choose one you like. Only after you choose can you start working." He said softly.
Manager Zhao smiled, "Madam Young, you can choose one."
As if she didn't make a choice, she wouldn't give up. Song Qiyue didn't even look at it. She pointed to the first drawing and said, "That's it."
"Pick one well, you haven't even seen it." He refused to stop.
"I've seen it, that's it, there's no time, I'm going to the airport." She took the napkin from her body.
After breakfast, Song Qiyue was about to leave. This time, I was going to the United States. I couldn't see her son for a few days. After the luggage was taken off, Song Qiyue said, "I'm going upstairs to see my son."
"I have asked Sister Lan to hug him down." Mo Zhengyan said rightly.
Above the stairs, Song Qiyue saw Sister Lan coming downstairs holding Yangyang. She clearly saw her every day. She accompanied her son every day when she came back here. But this time, she felt sad that she had never felt before. As if she was afraid that she would never see him again, she took her son from Sister Lan, kissed his little face, and watched him face her innocent smile.
"Mom is going out, and won't come back in a few days. You have to be good at home and be obedient, you know." Song Qiyue asked, her voice was very soft.
The child smiled, and the little hand waved, as if answering himself.
"Young Master, Young Lady, time is almost up, and the car is ready," said Steward Zhao.
"Sister Lan." Mo Zhengyan shouted again, and Sister Lan stepped forward, "Madam, let me hug the young master. You can go out without worry."
Sister Lan hugged the child, she turned back to Mo Zhengyan's side, and the child changed hands and came into his hand again.
The child is so ignorant and so old. He doesn't know anything. In his father's arms, he is also smiling happily. But I don't know why, Song Qiyue looked at this scene and felt very sad.
"I won't take you to the airport. My son and I are waiting for you at home." Mo Zhengyan said.
Song Qiyue looked at him, the line of sight finally saw his son, staying on the child's body, she retracted her eyes, turned and walked out of the villa to leave.
After getting in the car, the driver drove in front of the old house, and Song Qiyue stared at the front. The driver saw her red eyes through the rearview mirror.
"Madam, are your eyes uncomfortable?" the driver asked.
Song Qiyue smiled at him, "It's okay, the sun is too dazzling."
"Then you close your eyes and take a rest. I will call you when I get to the airport." The driver was very considerate.
In the old house of the Mo family, Mo Zhengyan also wants to go to the company, Qi Jian stepped forward, and he whispered, "Mr. Mo, do you want to send someone?"
"No need." Mo Zhengyan refused. He hugged his son and patted him lightly before handing it over to Sister Lan.
It was a flight from Hong Kong City. It took off on time at 9:36 and headed to New York, USA.
She flew to New York, but she didn't know where her heart fell.