Just as Song Zhiyi was about to open her mouth to reject Mrs. Liang's words, Mrs. Liang opened her mouth again.

"Zhiyi, you should understand how hard it is for a woman to carry a child."

"Besides, in this society, it is not easy for a woman with children to remarry."

After listening to Mrs. Liang's words, Song Zhiyi immediately understood why Mrs. Liang wanted to open her mouth just now to let her Xing Yanxi.

It turned out that Mrs. Liang had placed her words here.

Liang Junchen didn't expect his mother to say such a thing.

Seeing some subtle changes in Song Zhiyi's face, Liang Junchen immediately spoke up.

"Mom, what do you say?"

Mrs. Liang seemed to have just reacted, the expression on her face was very guilty, and she immediately took Song Zhiyi's hand with a look of indifference.

"Zhiyi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"I forgot about it, mainly because I wanted to keep my grandson with me too much."

Song Zhiyi listened quietly to Mrs. Liang's justification, pursed her red lips, controlled her emotions, the look on her face was very indifferent, and she replied softly.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Liang, I'm very good friends with Yeon-hee, so I can't help you persuade her.".

"It is precisely because I am also a mother that I know how important children are to mothers."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

After Song Zhiyi finished speaking, she glanced at the housekeeper not far away and said softly.

"Uncle Liu, please help me send Mrs. Liang and Mr. Liang."

When the housekeeper heard Song Zhiyi's words, he nodded, walked in front of Liang Junchen and Mrs. Liang, with a kind smile on his face, and made a "please" gesture to ask Mrs. Liang and Liang Junchen to leave.

Liang Junchen knew that what his mother said must have offended Song Zhiyi, and wanted to explain it to Song Zhiyi.

But the housekeeper raised his hand again, and Liang Junchen endured it, turned around and left behind Mrs. Liang.

After getting into the car, Liang Junchen wanted to immediately take out his mobile phone and explain to Song Zhiyi.

As soon as he took out his mobile phone, Mrs. Liang pressed his hand with a cold face and said in a deep voice.

"Don't you understand what the Jin family means?"

"They don't want Song Zhiyi to marry you."

Liang Junchen heard this, his expression was a little stiff, and he immediately said.

"No way, Grandpa Kim has always been happy with me."

"You must have said the wrong thing earlier."

When Mrs. Liang heard Liang Junchen's words, she snorted coldly and said unhappily.

"What's so good about a broken willow?"

"What kind of woman do you want, you have to have a Song Zhiyi who has had a child without getting married?"

"I think Sheng Jiaxin before is better than her."

"If she really marries into our Liang family, our Liang family will really not be able to raise their heads in this life."

Mrs. Liang was angry when she thought of Song Zhiyi's attitude just now.

Song Zhiyi had always been submissive in front of them before, but when she came here, she seemed to have a backbone.

Liang Junchen took a deep breath, with a slight displeasure in his eyes.

He looked out the window with a calm face and said in a deep voice.

"In the future, you should not interfere in my affairs."

"Next time my dad is free, I'll come to Liang's house with my dad, and don't come over then."

After Liang Junchen finished speaking, he stopped talking to Mrs. Liang.

When Mrs. Liang heard Liang Junchen's words, her temper came up.

"Liang Junchen, I think you are bewitched by ghosts."

"I'll tell you honestly, in fact, I don't like Song Zhiyi at all in my heart, if it weren't for your liking, I wouldn't have mentioned this marriage today."

"Fortunately, the Jin family knows each other and knows that Song Zhiyi, a woman who has given birth to a child, is not worthy of entering the door of our Liang family at all, so I went down the steps."

"Your father meant the same thing as I did."

They didn't plan to let Song Zhiyi marry into the Liang family from the beginning.

Even if Song Zhiyi is interested in Liang Junchen, they will find a way to regret it later.