The little girl raised her head to look at Song Zhiyi, and finally had a smile on her face.

Gu Junting quietly watched the interaction between Xiaoya and Song Zhiyi, so he looked at Gu Jinyan and spoke.

"She came to the school today to look for me."

Song Zhiyi heard Gu Junting's words, raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a bit of inquiry in her eyes.

Seeing Gu Junting's somewhat reluctant expression, Song Zhiyi immediately understood who "she" Gu Junting was referring to.

She fell silent.

No matter how close Gu Junting and her are, Song Xuewei is always Gu Junting's mother.

"She gave me gifts and talked to me."

Gu Jinyan walked to the sofa and sat down, listening to Gu Junting's words quietly.

Both father and son were silent for a moment.

Song Zhiyi stretched out her hand and pulled the little girl to her side and whispered.

"Xiaoya, you and Auntie go upstairs."

Xiaoya nodded and followed Song Zhiyi upstairs.

Upstairs.

Xiaoya looked at Song Zhiyi and said softly.

"She's coming to me today, too."

"But I didn't accept her gift, and the little master didn't accept her gift either."

After Xiaoya entered the room, she looked at Song Zhiyi with a serious face, as if she was worried that Song Zhiyi would not believe what she said, and her eyes were full of urgency.

Song Zhiyi gently rubbed Xiaoya's head to soothe the uneasiness in her heart.

"Hmm."

"I believe in you."

She responded softly to Xiaoya's words.

Xiaoya immediately breathed a sigh of relief and whispered.

"She said that she could take me and the little master to live together."

"And ask me how you treat me, whether you beat me, whether you abuse me."

The expression on Xiaoya's face was a little hesitant as she spoke, and her expression was a little timid.

"She also made me lie."

Song Zhiyi had taught Xiaoya before, no matter what Song Xuewei said to her or what she asked, she just had to agree first.

That's how to keep her safe.

Xiaoya obviously remembered what Song Zhiyi said.

Song Zhiyi gently rubbed Xiaoya's head and said softly.

"I see."

"You rest early."

She got up and left the little girl's room.

When the little girl saw Song Zhiyi leaving, she immediately reached out and grabbed Song Zhiyi's hand.

"Aunt Song, if you want to leave here one day, will you take me away?"

Song Xuewei said that Song Zhiyi can't live here for the rest of her life, and she will kick Song Zhiyi out of here sooner or later.

Song Zhiyi stopped, turned her head to see the trade-off in Xiaoya's eyes, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of her lips.

"If one day, I want to leave, then if you are willing to go with me, I will take you away."

"If you don't want to go with me, with Gu Jinyan's ability, I will continue to raise you."

"So you don't have to worry about these problems."

Xiaoya has just come out of the mountains, and she has finally lived this peaceful life, so she naturally does not want this life to be broken.

And Song Xuewei knows how to take advantage of children's psychology.

Xiaoya's state at the moment is just like when she first arrived at the Song family, worried that she will have no home again.

Song Zhiyi squatted down, hugged the little girl in her arms, took a deep breath, and said softly.

"I know you're a sensible child."

"I know very well what you want, don't worry, I won't send you back to the mountains, and I won't let you continue to live like that in the mountains."

"I'm also an orphan, and I've had periods like yours."

Song Zhiyi didn't want Xiaoya to be exploited by Song Xuewei when she was entangled, so she needed to let Xiaoya's heart settle down.

Xiaoya listened to Song Zhiyi's words, nodded slightly, and then rolled up her hand sleeves.

I saw that there were a few purple and red pinch marks on Xiaoya's arms.