Chapter Seventy-Five: Pei Yu, He Is Not Worth It
When Su Jinzhi came over, what he saw was Song Jinsheng with a solemn face.
"Miss Auntie?"
"It's not." Song Jinsheng shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Brother Jinzhi, I just called the driver to pick me up, you can go back first." β
Su Jinzhi was puzzled, "Why, can't I just send you back?" β
"I've got something to do."
"What's wrong?"
Song Jinsheng frowned and did not squeak.
Seeing this, Su Jinzhi also became nervous, he pursed his lips, his eyes fell on Song Jinsheng's body, and he muttered for a while and said, "Jinsheng, if there is anything you need my help with, you can speak, I will always be on your side." β
"No need for Brother Jin, I can handle it myself."
"At this time, do you still want to blindly reject me!"
Su Jinzhi raised his voice, and he couldn't tell whether he was anxious or angry in his tone.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart and said, "I don't want to comment on Pei Yu's scandal this time, but Jinsheng, today is your mother's death day, and he should come over." β
The brows tightened a little, and Song Jinsheng felt that it was difficult to breathe for no reason.
"What the hell do you think about marrying such an irresponsible man!"
Song Jinsheng also asked herself these words.
She opened her mouth in a trance, and couldn't make a sound for a long time.
Su Jinzhi's eyes were full of distress, and he lowered his head and said to Song Jinsheng: "What you need is a man who loves you wholeheartedly and loves you, Pei Yu is not worth it." β
Hearing this, Song Jinsheng squirmed her lips twice for a long time.
"I ...... Know. β
"You know? Okay, now that you know, get a divorce quickly, Jinsheng, I will take care of you and take care of the child in your belly, no matter what capacity. β
"Brother Jin......"
didn't expect Su Jinzhi to say such a thing, Song Jinsheng looked up, with a little panic in his expression.
Su Jinzhi smiled bitterly, sighed and said, "Only now do I know how naΓ―ve the idea of leaving Jiangcheng to break through was, I should stay by your side, in that case, you will not suffer so many grievances." β
Originally, I didn't feel any grievances, but now that Su Jinzhi said this, Song Jinsheng only felt that her heart was full of sourness, and her eyes were warm.
But no.
She couldn't respond to Su Jinzhi and couldn't give him hope.
Knowing that he can't let go of himself, and knowing that she doesn't have that kind of affection for him, she can't be the one who takes a step forward.
Thinking about it, Song Jinsheng raised his head and looked at Su Jinzhi with some strangeness in his eyes.
"Not so." She shook her head and said firmly, "My life is like this, it is my own choice, and it will not change because of anyone, Brother Jinzhi, even if you don't go abroad at the beginning, I won't change, still, I will marry Pei Yu." β
After speaking, she showed a sarcastic smile at Su Jinzhi.
"Don't you know? Marrying Pei Yu was my wish when I was a child. β
Bang.
Su Jinzhi only felt that his mind had become blank.
He looked at Song Jinsheng in front of him blankly, only to feel that everything around him was getting farther and farther away, and the whistling wind could not be heard at all.
He should not have deceived himself.
Jinsheng's thoughts about Pei Yu were clear to him ten years ago.
At that time, the little girl who was lying on his windowsill and listened to him play the piano had already muttered an unfamiliar name over and over again - Brother Ayu.
In Xiao Jinsheng's world, Brother Ayu seems to be everything.
At that time, Su Jinzhi had already developed a strong jealousy, and he tried his best to be good to Xiao Jinsheng, hoping that his name would appear in her mouth more often, and slowly, he might be able to replace the position of Brother Ayu in her heart.
But then he realized that he had done it in vain.
"You go back first, Brother Jin."
Song Jinsheng didn't want to stiffen the relationship between the two, so she avoided her gaze and lowered her head to look at her toes.
Su Jinzhi didn't move, and the fist in his coat tightened by himself.
After a long time, he said, "It's too cold outside, you go to the car and wait, I'll go and walk around." β
After speaking, Su Jinzhi called the driver to come over and send Song Jinsheng to the car.
He knew that Song Jinsheng would feel uncomfortable if he was there, even if it was snowing outside, he didn't get in the car.
After waiting for a while, the driver came, and seeing that Su Jinzhi hadn't come back yet, Song Jinsheng took out his mobile phone and sent him a text message saying that he would leave first.
"Young grandma, shall we go back?"
Putting away the phone, Song Jinsheng stared ahead and replied to the driver, "No, go to Song's house." β
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When I arrived at Song's house, it was already afternoon, and Song Jinsheng stepped into the door and saw that their family of three was watching TV in the living room, and they were in harmony.
"Why did my sister come back? Brother-in-law, not together. β
Song Yuqi looked at Erlang's legs on the sofa and swallowed melon seeds, looking at him with a smile but not a smile, and there was obvious mockery in his eyes.
When they saw Pei Yu's scandal on the Internet, Song Yuqi's mother and daughter were so happy that they didn't sleep well all night.
Sure enough, it was similar to what they guessed, and Song Jinsheng's marriage was not very happy at all.
Ignoring Song Yuqi's ridicule, Song Jinsheng walked up to Song's father and went straight in-
"My mother's tablet, you asked you to move it?"
Father Song's face was solemn, and he raised his head and swept over Song Jinsheng.
"That's how you talk to me as a father?"
On the side, Song Yuqi's mother Han Yun also pursed her lips, pouring oil on the fire, "Jinsheng, don't blame me for saying you, you are a little not very sensible as a daughter, you haven't come back for so long, and you talk so ......impulsively as soon as you come back."
Before he finished speaking, Song Jinsheng's eyes shot like a cold arrow.
"I'm talking to my dad, when is it your turn to interject."
"Song Jinsheng!"
Father Song was angry, his palm slammed on the table, and with a bang, the melon seeds on the plate spilled out.
He said angrily: "You are a junior, do you talk to your elders like this?" β
"Heh, don't dare to answer my positive question, that's it." Not surprised by this situation at all, Song Jinsheng sneered and said: "My mother is Mrs. Song who you are marrying back from Ming Media, even if you marry again, you can't change this fact, why move her tablet?" β
Listening to Song Jinsheng's questioning, Song's father's eyes flickered, and he couldn't say why.
Seeing this, Song Yuqi naturally wanted to defend her father, and immediately showed a frightened look and said: "Sister, what are you doing so fiercely, Dad's heart is not very good, don't scare him." β
While speaking, Song Yuqi also got up and sat down beside Song's father, caressing Song's father's back intimately.
In this way, the contrast between the two daughters becomes even more stark.
"Besides, the matter of the ancestral tablet, what are you involved with, sister, it's all an adult's business."
"Shut up!" Song Jinsheng couldn't listen to her green tea tone, and snorted coldly: "If your mother dies, can you still say such things?" β
"You!"
"Bastard!"
Song Jinsheng's words immediately angered the three people, and the faces of the three of them turned into pig's liver, and the eyes that looked at Song Jinsheng did not hide their hatred.
"I want to remove my mother's tablet and make room for her."
Song Jinsheng glanced at Han Yun with a sneer, then looked directly at Father Song, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think!" β
Her mother is dead, but it doesn't mean that she, as a daughter, has done nothing.
Where a tablet is placed seems to be a trivial matter.
But in the eyes of the world, her mother is an abandoned woman who was also spurned after death!
She would never let that happen.
Father Song obviously didn't decide this matter on a whim, Han Yun has blown a lot of pillow wind in his ears over the years, and now he has moved it away with an iron heart.
If you have moved, you cannot move it back.
"Song Jinsheng, how old are you?"
Song's father sneered angrily, and looked at Song Jinsheng's eyes coldly, as if he was looking at his daughter, and he was clearly looking at the enemy.
"Your mother has been dead for so many years, and the tablet has been placed in the main shrine to be enshrined, it is already the end of benevolence and righteousness, do the living still have to accommodate the dead?"
Song Jinsheng couldn't figure out how her father could say these cold words in his mouth.
It's obvious that they are a couple who used to share the same bed, but now, they are not even as good as a stranger.
Thinking about it, Song Jinsheng couldn't hold back and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
Father Song snorted angrily, "The Song family can't take your turn to call the shots, this matter is so decided, and you are not allowed to mention it in the future!" β
"Okay."
After a long time, Song Jinsheng bowed his head, and the temperature in his eyes disappeared little by little, gradually becoming cold and abnormal.
She seemed to have made up her mind in her heart, and said in a cold tone: "I won't mention it again, I will use my actions to make you regret what you did today, and put the tablet back." β
Throwing down such a sentence, Song Jinsheng turned around and left without looking back.
She knew that her relationship with the Song family had become weaker now, but she didn't expect that they would kill them like this.
Now it's time to move the tablet to the second shrine, so what's next? Is it going to be thrown out? In the end, Song Jinsheng was also driven out of the Song family and erased from the family tree, as if their mother and daughter had never appeared?
No way.
When pigs fly!
As long as she, Song Jinsheng, is alive for a day, she will never allow such a thing to happen!