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"Stop, why did you grow up and your wings became hard? "He's not even going to listen to us anymore."

Tang Zijun said coldly, but she stopped Tang Zhen with a cry. Looking at that back view, she thought of that man back then, she hated him to the core.

"Mom, don't force me." Tang Zhen said with his back facing Tang Zijun.

"This is all for your own good. Do you think a married woman like you is worth much? If people knew that you were abandoned by Song Qiting, how do you think …"

"Mom!" Tang Zhen suddenly shouted loudly towards Tang Zijun, stopping her from speaking any further.

She looked at Tang Zijun in disbelief. Was this her own mother? Just ask, what mother in this world would say that about her daughter?

"Mom, it doesn't matter if you don't love me. I'm already used to your indifference towards me, but you're a mother. I don't expect you to protect me, but you can't insult me like this either."

Tang Zhen glared at Tang Zijun fiercely. She was thoroughly disappointed.

She quickly ran upstairs and packed her luggage. Other than the divorce agreement, which was more important, there were also the things left behind by her grandmother.

She packed her things and went downstairs. She could no longer stay in this house any longer.

"Little Zhe, what your mother said is infuriating. If you don't want to go on a blind date right now, then let's sit down and slowly discuss it."

Wei Jie consoled her when he saw Tang Zhen pulling the luggage down to the ground. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

Tang Zhen's temper was already stubborn, it was not because she was angry, but because she did not want to return to this family.

"No need, you guys take good care of yourselves, I'm leaving." Tang Zhen threw off Wei Jie's arm and rushed out of the villa after speaking coldly.

She hailed a taxi and returned to the small courtyard where she lived with her grandma. She put her grandma's things in the wardrobe and then lay down on the bed.

She stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, like a kitten abandoned by the whole world, helplessly curled up on the bed.

The outside of the window was already pitch black, and the lights in the house were not on. Other than Tang Zhen's weak voice, there was nothing else.

Meanwhile, in the Song Family villa.

When Song Qiting returned to the villa, Song Yi and Yun Qing had already left.

"Young master, the old master said that he would ask you to bring Miss Yu back to the old house for dinner when he's free."

uncle chen took Song Qiting's jacket and relayed what Song Yi had said before he left.

"I know." Song Qiting said perfunctorily.

He raised his head and his gaze landed directly at the entrance of Tang Zhen's original bedroom. For some reason, from the day Tang Zhen left, this room seemed to have lost all its vitality.

Song Qiting powerlessly returned to the study room. The fragrance of a rose suddenly wafted in from outside the window, and Song Qiting rubbed his temples that was aching from the pain. He raised his head and saw that the rose that Tang Zhen had given him back then was now withered.

He stared at the withered flower in a daze. There was a corner of his heart that seemed to be slowly withering along with the flowers.

"Boom …" "Boom …"

The door to the study was suddenly knocked. Song Qiting quickly suppressed his emotions, and instantly recovered his usual coldness.

"Come in." he said coldly.

Just as she finished speaking, Yu Yifei had already pushed open the door and entered. With gentle footsteps, she slowly walked to Song Qiting's side.

Her face was still pale. Due to her illness, she had lost a lot of weight. She was like a skeleton walking. Her skeletal hands looked extremely frightening.

"Qi Ting, you're back?"

Yu Yifei smiled as she stood by Song Qiting's side. Her body was thin, as if a gust of wind was going to blow her away. As she spoke, she was even cooperating extremely well and almost fell into Song Qiting's embrace.

Fortunately, Song Qiting was quick of eye and hand, allowing her to support him in an instant. Looking at Yu Yifei's skinny body, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

Yu Yifei's depression hadn't broken out much in the past few days, but the doctor also had instructions for him not to be too careless, so he had his people meticulously take care of him during these few days.

"Your body is weak, why aren't you taking a good rest?"

Song Qiting said softly as the corners of his mouth pulled into a smile. He clearly knew that the way he was getting along with Yu Yifei now was far from what it used to be, but he was ultimately powerless to change some of his feelings.

"I just wanted to see you. I called you a few times today, but you didn't answer. I thought something had happened to you. You scared me to death."

Yu Yifei said as she looked at Song Qiting. There was not the slightest bit of emotion on her face, and even the slight smile on the corner of her mouth looked extremely generous.

"I didn't hear it when my phone was muted. Sorry."

Song Qiting replied.

"It's alright, Qi Ting. I'm really happy. I saw the news today, and you've already informed the media that we're getting engaged. Is this true?"

Yu Yifei asked excitedly, his face was filled with a childish smile.

She followed suit and leaned into Song Qiting's embrace, feeling especially good. She had finally waited for this day to come, and before long, she would become the most powerful woman in the A City.

At that time, those who had once humiliated her and looked down on her, would all be trampled under her feet, especially Tang Zhen.

"Mm, you should rest up. I'll follow up on the engagement."

Song Qiting's figure suddenly appeared in his mind. When he had agreed to marry Tang Zhen back then, was she as happy as she was today?

He gently patted Yu Yifei's shoulders and pulled her out of his embrace, "I'll send you back to your room to rest."

Yu Yifei nodded in agreement before returning to his own bedroom with Song Qiting's support.

"Qi Ting, can you stay with me tonight?"

Seeing that Song Qiting was about to leave, Yu Yifei immediately grabbed his waist, preventing him from leaving.

She stood on her tiptoes and closed her eyes, about to kiss Song Qiting on the lips.

"Yi Fei, your body is very weak right now. You need to rest well."

Song Qiting subconsciously leaned back, and stopped Yu Yifei from doing anything else.

"Qi Ting …" Yu Yifei looked at Song Qiting with a circulating gaze, and even his voice had become a little hoarse, "Don't reject me, we will soon be husband and wife, okay?"

Yu Yifei let out a light breath, the warm breath flowing between the two of them, her beautiful slim arms once again hooked onto his neck.

This was not the first time Song Qiting kissed her, but it was the longest time in history.

Song Qiting immediately carried Yu Yifei onto the bed. The current Yu Yifei had long since lost her reason, and her eyes were filled with fascination. He looked at Song Qiting, and was about to unbutton Song Qiting's shirt, but Song Qiting grabbed him.

"Yi Fei, rest well."

However, Song Qiting was still clear-headed enough. He placed Yu Yifei on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and then left.

Being rejected again, Yu Yifei was extremely angry. She did not know which part was worse than Tang Zhen that trash.

She tightly grabbed onto the bed sheet, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but curl up into a sinister smile. She still hadn't gotten what Yu Yifei wanted, and Song Qiting would never be able to escape her grasp.

"Ring …"

Just as she was angry, a phone call suddenly came in.