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This sentence was like a curse.

Song Zhixing didn't understand the curse, but it was deeply engraved in her heart.

Li Qiming brushed her hand away again, got in the car, and drove away with Li Hanyan. Song Zhixing chased after him crying, and the cry was so heartbreaking. Tang Yu couldn't ignore it anymore, so he chased after her and hugged her.

Watching the car disappearing ruthlessly in her eyes bit by bit, she was emotionally broken, and burst into tears, trying to break away from Tang Yu and chase after him.

"Xingxing, calm down!" Tang Yu held Song Zhixing tightly, "They're gone."

Song Zhixing pinched Tang Yu's pajamas with trembling hands, buried her face in his chest, and cried like a child. Tang Yu closed his eyes and just hugged her tightly. At this moment, all the comfort was pale.

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Li Hanyan drove the car, and his eyes fell on the rearview mirror from time to time. The speed was not fast. In the mirror, the figures hugging each other made her feel unwilling and heartbroken. She took a deep breath, hid the uncomfortable emotion, and forced herself to look at the road ahead.

Li Qiming's emotions had not yet completely calmed down. His hands were pressed tightly on his legs, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were still throbbing.

After a while, he asked in a deep voice: "Is she still crying?"

His voice was hoarse. Because he was too sad, the short words had a slight tone change.

Li Hanyan glanced at the old man in the rearview mirror, then nodded: "She cried very sadly."

Li Qiming closed his eyes and sighed with a trembling voice: "What a bad fate!"

Li Hanyan did not speak. Li Qiming opened his eyes and looked at her complicatedly at the back of her head, as if he wanted to comfort his daughter, but he didn't know where to start. Finally, he could only sigh: "I know you love Xingxing the most. She is still a child, not as sensible as you-"

"In this matter, she is indeed at fault. If she were a little more sensible and had a little conscience, she would not do such a thing as getting involved with her uncle-in-law!" Li Qiming was extremely disappointed with Song Zhixing in this matter.

Li Hanyan's hands holding the steering wheel tightened a little. Various emotions were surging in her heart, and it was painful. Li Qiming said again: "Don't worry, the two of them can't be together! If Tang Yu didn't want to marry you, I would never agree to this!"

In fact, compared to his daughter and granddaughter,

Li Qiming naturally loves Li Hanyan much more. After all, no matter how much Song Zhixing looks like his eldest daughter, she has not been by his side for so many years, and the family affection is certainly not as deep as that of his daughter who has been with him for more than 20 years.

Li Hanyan smiled bitterly, "Dad, you've seen it too. Do you think Tang Yu is still likely to marry me?"

"Why not? Unless he really doesn't care about his parents and the Tang family!"

"You don't know Tang Yu well enough. If he really cared so much, he wouldn't have chosen to start with Xingxing in the beginning. Once he was determined, I'm afraid... nothing could stop his determination. In the end, maybe it's just a fight to the death, with both sides hurt. And..." Li Hanyan's eyes were a little blurry. Her mind was full of the image of Song Zhixing wearing Tang Yu's shirt, and the condoms on the carpet. Her fingers were tense, and her fingertips pinched marks on the steering wheel. "Let's take a step back. If he really wants to marry me, is there any meaning for us to be together?"

They have done everything! They have done everything!

Li Hanyan couldn't hold back any more, and a tear fell from her eyes. However, she didn't dare to show anything, and just pretended to be calm and continued to drive.

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Tang Yu carried Song Zhixing upstairs, tears still flowing.

There was no way to comfort her for such a thing. Tang Yu hugged her and lay on the bed, like coaxing a child, gently patting her twitching body with his big palm. I don't know how long it took, but her sobbing finally stopped, her eyes closed, and she fell asleep.

Tang Yu took a towel and carefully wiped the tears on her face. After confirming that she was tired and fell asleep, he pushed the door open and went out.

Last night, he tossed her for a long time, but she didn't sleep much. Today's crying must have exhausted her. It's good that she fell asleep.

He went downstairs and found that the old man hadn't left yet.

"Why are you still here?" Tang Yu asked as he strode down from upstairs with his hands in his pockets.

"What are you talking about? You can't wait for me to leave right away?" Old Man Tang sat on the sofa, especially annoyed. Tang Yu knew that he was also angry at the moment, so he didn't answer. He just poured a cup of tea himself and handed it to him.

Old Master Tang snorted and didn't take the drink at first, but in the end, he took it again. After taking a sip, he glanced at him and said coldly, "The wound on your back, let Lao Liu come over to treat it for you later. Don't let it get inflamed and infected."

He was angry when he hit her with the stick just now. But more importantly, of course, he was just putting on a show for Li Qiming to see. If he didn't hit her with the stick, people would say that his Tang family didn't have good family education.

"Yeah." Tang Yu responded indifferently.

Old Master Tang glanced upstairs, "How is Xingxing?"

Tang Yu's eyes darkened, and he sat down in front of the old man and leaned on the sofa, "She fell asleep."

"Look at what you did! If you hadn't provoked her for no reason, would this have happened? Now, you've messed her up so much that even her own people don't want her anymore. If you betray her in the future, she-"

"Who said I betrayed her?" Tang Yu interrupted the old man and said, "I won't betray her!"

The old man looked solemn.

He still understands his own grandson. You can tell from his eyes whether he is serious or just playing around. For example, Tang Yi and Tang Song, the two boys are always surrounded by women. In Tang Yi's eyes, women are toys. He doesn't know how to cherish them, doesn't need to be cared for, and won't love any of them. No one can last for more than three days. The sixth brother, Tang Song, is the opposite. In his eyes, every woman is a different flower that needs to be cared for, and he wants to water every one of them.

But the others, Tang Jue, Tang Wei, and Tang Yu in front of him, are all romantic.

"You don't want to disappoint her. Do you still want to marry her?" asked Mr. Tang.

Tang Yu looked out the window, silent for a while, and then said, "That's what I think. If she wants, I can take her to the Civil Affairs Bureau at any time."

Grandpa Tang snorted and laughed, "She's only 18 years old, why get married? She's not old enough yet!"

"Do you think that age is a difficult thing for me?"

"What about your parents? Why, you made her family dislike her, and now you want to make the Tang family a mess?"

"I don't necessarily need my parents' consent to marry Xingxing." Tang Yu didn't hesitate at all, "If the situation is special, I can make her and her mother never meet."