Generally, Song Yunying wouldnât judge and interfere Song Yunxuanâs business because she knew that Song Yunxuan was young but smart enough to manage things that she couldnât.
Song Yunxuan suddenly spoke of Song Yunyingâs heart.
Song Yunying sounded a little embarrassed.
âHowâs everything going? Has Xue Tao been causing you any trouble recently?â
Song Yunxuan asked.
Song Yunying replied immediately, âNo.â
Song Yunxuan nodded, âVery well.â
In fact, she had seen it coming. After she taught Xue Tao a hard lesson, Xue Tao did not dare to do anything to harm Song Yunying.
After all, although Song Yunxuan once had a problem with Song Yunying, Song Yunying was on her side now. She was no longer an enemy but a friend.
Hearing Song Yunxuan out, Song Yunying pursed her lips, âYunxuan, my condolences.â
Song Yunxuan knew that Song Yunying was talking about Chu Mochenâs death.
She replied gently, âTake care of yourself and your child. Donât hesitate to tell me if they make things hard for you.â
Song Yunying was in a storm of emotions. She didnât know what to do.
In the past, she, along with Song Yunqiang and Song Yunjia, almost did whatever it took to drive Song Yunxuan out of the Song Family.
However, what they did was worthless.
Song Yunxuan was still in the family. Moreover, she got back on her foot in the family and even became its leader.
Song Yunying was afraid of Song Yunxuan as Song Yunxuan knew too many of her secrets.
Once Song Yunxuan talked, her position in the Xue Family wouldnât be secured. She had to take Song Yunxuanâs side.
Yet what Song Yunxuan had done didnât let her down after that.
Song Yunxuan protected her and helped her.
As if they had been real sisters.
Now, Song Yunying didnât feel joy for her loss but was really worried about Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunying wanted to say more about it.
But Song Yunxuan interrupted her, âDonât worry. As long as Iâm alive, I wonât let anyone hurt us.â
Song Yunying slightly opened her mouth. She felt her confrontation seemed powerless. She didnât say it out.
She just nodded, âI know. I believe you, Yunxuan.â
âAlright.â
Song Yunxuan continued, âSister, you should check on the baby. I hear him crying.â
Song Yunying came back to herself. She took a look at her son in the cradle and found he was crying with mouth open wide.
Song Yunxuan seemed not to want to continue talking.
Song Yunying shut up and hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy signal, Song Yunxuanâs eyes dimmed. She put the phone down.
She gently raised her hand and rubbed her forehead.
She was very tired.
Actually, she was exhausted.
Today she returned to Yuncheng. In addition to facing the questions of the press, she was even asked by Zang Linger when she got home. Zang Linger looked surprised, âYou came back?â
Song Yunxuan nodded and walked towards her room.
Zang Linger followed her closely, âIsnât it a bad time for you to come back?â
Hearing that, Song Yunxuan was not surprised at all.
Because everyone agreed that it was inappropriate for her to come back in such a critical moment.
Song Yunxuan was not going to explain it.
Zang Linger didnât give up. She followed her in front of her bedroom door.
Song Yunxuan entered her bedroom and was about to close the door.
Zang Linger stood in the doorway, âYou shouldnât come back. It may offend Chu Mochenâs parents.â
Song Yunxuan was surprised that Zang Linger spoke it straightforward, âIs it suitable for you to say that?â
âI canât see why itâs not.â
Zang Linger came straight to the point, âWe all know that the Chu Family is your big backer. If you lose them, the war between you and Shao Tianze will finish earlier.â
âBut now Chu Mochen is dead.â
âYou should have married him earlier.â
Zang Linger felt it was a pity, âIf you had married him earlier, even if Chu Mochen were dead now, you would have been his legal wife and protected by his family.â
âIâve known that from the start. But he is dead. Bygones are bygones. I canât turn back the clock.â
Song Yunxuan said it calmly. Zang Linger twisted her eyebrows, âRight now, I really canât see through you, Yunxuan.â
Hearing her words, Song Yunxuan smiled, âHow come?â
Zang Linger twisted her brows and asked her, âHave you ever loved Chu Mochen?â
Song Yunxuan could tell Zang Linger was serious about this question.
She answered it seriously, âI love him.â
Her answer was âshe loves himâ, not âshe loved himâ.
For her, it was always the present tense rather than the past tense.
Even if Chu Mochen disappeared from her life from now on, she would remember him forever.
She would love him forever.
Zang Linger stood at the door for a long time without moving.
Song Yunxuan looked at her and didnât continue this topic.
She uttered, âAny other questions?â
âNo.â
Hearing Zang Linger, Song Yunxuan nodded gently and closed the door.
Zang Linger looked at the closed door. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, and then she went downstairs.
Song Yunxuan closed the door and walked to the bed. She lay on the bed.
She closed her eyes. There was so much going on in her head.
She was gloomy. It was like the end of her world. Without the sun, her world was completely dark.
She had no strength to take a bath. She turned over with eyes closed, holding the pillow on the bed.
She buried her face in the pillow.
The image of Chu Mochen kept flashing in her mind.
After a long time, Song Yunxuan whispered, âChu Mochen... I hate you...â
Her voice was low and muffled, coming from the pillow.
But if someone listened to it very carefully, he could tell that she was crying.
Song Yunxuan held her pillow and fell asleep.
She originally thought she would not fall asleep.
Surprisingly, when she closed her eyes long, her body that was numb in extreme pain fell asleep so easily.
Song Yunxuan had a dream.
In the dream, Chu Mochen was still alive.
He appeared beside her bed, gleaming brightly.
She opened her eyes and saw him sitting beside her bed. She twisted her brows and asked, âWhy did you come back this late?â
Chu Mochen looked at her with gentle eyes without a word.
Noticing his sight, Song Yunxuan was slightly shocked as if something had just popped into her mind.
She uttered, âI forgot that youâre dead.â
Chu Mochen was still silent. He reached out his hand and rubbed her face.
Song Yunxuan felt that Chu Mochenâs fingers rubbed her face gently. She covered his fingers with her hand and asked, âWhy donât you keep your promise?â
Chu Mochen stared at her.
Song Yunxuan said, âYou said it was just a business trip.â
Chu Mochen looked at her and said with a faint voice, âI didnât give you any promise.â
âBut you wanted to marry me.â
âYouâve been refusing my proposal.â
Chu Mochenâs voice sounded so real.
However, she was clear that she was only dreaming.
Because Chu Mochen was dead.
He had no longer existed in this world.
âI refused your proposal, but so what? Youâre dead. If I had married you, I would have become a widow. I donât want to be alone all my life.â
Song Yunxuan slightly lowered her eyes.
Chu Mochen looked at her and did not speak.
Song Yunxuan felt heartbroken as if her heart had been tightly clutched in someoneâs hand.
Her heart was almost crumbled.
âDo you miss me?â
Chu Mochen asked her.
Song Yunxuan showed a bitter smile, âI donât.â
âReally?â Chu Mochen asked Song Yunxuan again.
Song Yunxuan insisted on the previous answer, âI really donât.â
Chu Mochen frowned and seemed to be very angry.
However, as he frowned angrily, he felt a drop of warm liquid hit on the back of his hand.
Chu Mochen looked at the back of his hand.
He realized that Song Yunxuan was crying with her head down.
Chu Mochen was stunned.
Song Yunxuan pursed her lips and repeated the answer, âI donât miss you. I hate you. I hate you so much.â
But her tears could not help rolling down as she repeated she hated him.
Chu Mochen felt heartbroken and stopped asking. He gently wiped the tears on her cheeks and apologized, âIâm sorry, Yunxuan.â
Song Yunxuan raised her head and looked at him with tears. She was angry and desperate, âIf you feel sorry for me, come back.â
If he really felt sorry for her, came back to her!
âYunxuan...â Chu Mochen looked at her and wanted to say something.
Song Yunxuan did not want to listen to him at all. Instead, she stared at him closely and said, âIf you really feel sorry for me, come back. If you are in the hell, come back from hell!â
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