“His dad is the only music teacher nearby . He played the piano and violin . I was also a local lady . We were respected in the town… How nice it would be if Xuan had never come to us…” She regretted it . “I had treated her like a daughter for three years . Three years– even if I had a dog, the dog would show me gratitude . However, she left like that, on that day, giving us a slap in the face!” Then she hit her chest painfully .
Song Yifan was startled and quickly stopped her . “Mom!”
His mother was covered in tears . “It hurt! It was like a slap in the face, hurting after so many years! What have I ever done to her? She left a note and disappeared . I don’t even know if she’s still alive . I hate her!”
Seeing her crying, Su Qianci also felt sour . She tried to wipe away the old woman’s tears with a tissue .
The old woman suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Qianci’s hand, calling resolutely, “Xuan!”
Su Qianci was shocked, shuddering . Li Sicheng immediately took her into his arms and went to remove the old woman’s hands .
However, Song Yifan stopped him and slowly shook his head .
Terrified, Su Qianci said, “Grandma, I am Su Qianci, not Xuan . ”
“Right…” She said . Her look became gentle . “Call me grandma again . That’s very nice to hear . ”
“Grandma…” Su Qianci called her timidly .
With a smile, she caressed Su Qianci’s hair . “Good girl, grandma is going to cook for you . Is he your boyfriend?”
“He’s my husband . We are married . ”
“Oh… Married . Yifan’s daughter is married . Old, I am old now…” She muttered and stood up . “I’ll go cook . ”
Song Yifan pinned her down and said softly, “Mom, we will go to a restaurant . Nanny Yang went back for the holidays . Let’s go out and eat, shall we?”
“That’s a waste of money . Your father would’ve scolded you . ”
“It is the holidays . Just this once, all right?”
Song Yifan’s mother glanced at him and complained silently .
“Let’s go, mother, I’ll take you . ” Song Yifan held the old woman’s arm, walking slowly .
Watching their backs from behind, Su Qianci felt a bit sad . The family became this way because of Rong Xuan . Without her staying here, Song Yifan must have married, and Sheng Ximing would not have suffered . Su Qianci had not mentioned seeing her a while ago to anyone, but now, she wanted to say it .
After lunch, Song Yifan put his mother to nap and then walked out . Su Qianci said directly, “I saw Rong Xuan a while go . ” Song Yifan was cleaning teacups . Using pincers to hold a cup, he heard Su Qianci’s words and the cup fell on the table .
It was oddly fine . That was how Song Yifan was feeling as well . With a smile, he continued his work and said, “How is that possible? She’s dead . ”
“It was really her . When I was in the hospital, I went to visit Mr . Rong Haiyue…” Su Qianci suddenly paused . “Wait, Rong Xuan, Rong Haiyue, what’s the relationship between them?”