Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Song Xiao scratched his head. âIs that so? Then I wonât go in the afternoon, but if Iâm not there to watch, can they work properly?â
Song Xiao sighed after saying that.
If this was the back mountain, it would be fine, but this was his own house, and it was the kind that was going to be demolished and built into a two-story building for them to live in. How could Song Xiao not be more attentive?
Song Yao smiled. âYouâve been monitoring them for so many days. Arenât they working hard now? If it really doesnât work out, Iâll get Boss Hu to send two people over to watch over them later. Is that okay?â
Since Song Yao said so, Song Xiao couldnât say anything else. He sighed and went to the bathroom.
âThatâs the only way.â
Song Xiao left the room, and Song Yao opened the letter written by Zuo Huo.
There was nothing wrong with the content of the letter. It was just some mushy romantic words. However, the last two sentences at the end made Song Yaoâs face turn red!
This was because Zuo Huo had asked her when she could fill in a brother or sister for Baby Xuan.
How would she know? Ever since she and Zuo Huo got married, the number of times they met could be counted on both hands. How could she get pregnant so quickly?!
Song Yao thought about it for a long time. In the end, she wrote on the letter, âAfter July, we can have a few children!â Then, she closed the envelope and prepared to send it to Zuo Huo.
Unexpectedly, before she went out, she saw a familiar figure downstairs.
Yu Yong knocked on the window. âYao, can you help me open the door?â
Song Yaoâs face was cold. âIf you have anything to say, just say it.â
Yu Yong was silent for a while. He thought about it. He couldnât ask a letter of understanding from
Song Yao directly. After thinking about it again and again, Yu Yong said, âYao, I want to see the child.â But how could Song Yao not know what Yu Yong was thinking?
She said coldly, âBaby Xuan doesnât want to see you. If you have anything to say, just say it to me.â
Yu Yong frowned when he heard this. âYao, do we have to make things so ugly?â
Song Yao sneered. âYouâre the one who wants to make things so ugly. If your mother hadnât insisted on coming over to steal the child back then, do you really think I would want to call the police?â
âItâs my motherâs fault! â Yu Yong frowned. âBut can you⦠can you let my mother off this time? I guarantee that she wonât snatch the child from you again.. â
Song Yao: âSnatch? The child is mine to begin with. Have you forgotten who the child belongs to when we get a divorce?â
Yu Yongâs eyes turned red. âI know the child is yours! I also know that my mother is in the wrong, butâ¦â
âSince you know that itâS your motherâs fault, thereâs no need for you to force me to write a letter of understanding for you, right?â Song Yao interrupted Yu Yong. âYou should go back early. If youâre a little late, I think your Pang Jiao will be anxious.â
After Song Yao finished speaking, she pulled the curtains tightly. She did not want to see Yu Yong again.
Seeing how ruthless Song Yao was, Yu Yong knocked on the door. âYao! I beg you, let my mother and brother go. I promise they wonât provoke you again! I beg you, open the door. Letâs go in and talk, okay?â
However, no matter how Yu Yong knocked on the door, Song Yao pretended not to hear him.
âYao! I beg you! Can you write a letter of understanding on the account that we lived together for a n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
period of time? Sheâs our sonâs Grandma after all!â
Song Yao became even angrier when she heard this. She pushed open the door and splashed the water that Song Xiao had used to wash his hair just now on Yu Yong.
Yu Yong wasnât angry. He wanted to hold Song Yaoâs hand, but Song Yao pushed him away.
âBaby Xuan is my child alone! When has your family ever fulfilled their responsibilities as a father or Grandma? Write a letter of understanding on account that we used to live together? Yu Yong, I havenât dug up old scores with you yet, and youâre still blaming me for being cold -blooded and heartless?â
Yu Yong was already annoyed today. When he heard Song Yaoâs words, he was even more furious. âSong Yao! What do you want?! Iâm just begging you to help us on account that my mother was your mother in the past! You actually dare to bring up old scores? Then tell me, other than the fact that I sent the child away, did I do anything else to you?â
âSong Yao! Canât you have a conscience? My mother is your childâs Grandma after all. Even if she hasnât fulfilled her duty as a Grandma, her bones are still connected to her tendons. How can you be so heartless? Itâs fine if you donât let my son aclmowledge his roots and ancestors! But you donât even help me with this.. I really misjudged you!â