Chapter 297 I'll Lend You My Shoulder to Cry on for a While

Ning Qing's autumn eyes were filled with a cold and sharp light. Her voice was sonorous and powerful. "Everyone knows that his mother died because of giving birth to him, but you can't say it! Because your mother gave birth to you and both mother and son are safe, but his mother died. His mother gave him not only great and selfless maternal love but also her own life. If his mother knew that her son, who she exchanged her life for, was called "little nemesis" by you every day, how sad would his mother be?"

"Who allowed you to bully a child who has never enjoyed a bit of maternal love since childhood and has been burdened with maternal love? Who allowed you to treat other people's pain as your own entertainment? What right do you have to say that about him? Look at what you are before you speak."

After Ning Qing finished speaking, the whole audience was silent.

Everyone could only look at the girl in a daze and shock. Her words were so sharp, and every word was so strong and domineering.

Ning Qing turned around and looked at Song Yingjie. The boy also looked at her. His eyes were redder, and there was a thin layer of mist in them.

Some tears were about to fall but couldn't.

Ning Qing slowly put on her sunglasses and walked towards the door, saying, "Go, tell them that you are the prince of the Song and Zhu families, so you can only leave first with great regret, and say goodbye to them."

Everyone, "..."

Ning Qing disappeared at the door.

…

When Song Yingjie came out, Ning Qing was standing by the car waiting for him. At this moment, he saw that she was in a very complicated mood. He lowered his eyes and walked forward in a muffled voice.

The two sat in the back seat together, the old housekeeper sat in the co-pilot seat, and the driver drove.

"Madam, where are we going?"

Ning Qing looked at the dark sky outside and said softly, "Take me back to the Ning family. My mother is waiting for me to go home for dinner."

…

The car stopped outside the Ning family villa. Ning Qing looked at Song Yingjie, "Smelly boy, get out of the car. You need to deal with this."

Song Yingjie was silent for a few seconds and got out of the car obediently.

The two walked into the villa together.

"Qingqing, you are back?" Yue Wanqing heard the door open and quickly came forward.

"Well, Mom, I'm back. Today I brought back a guest, Song Yingjie, my mother-in-law's nephew and Shaoming's younger brother. Add a pair of bowls and chopsticks. He will have dinner at my house."

"Okay, Zhenguo, add a pair of bowls and chopsticks." Yue Wanqing shouted inside, then pulled Song Yingjie's arm, "Yingjie, right? He looks so young, he should still be a student. Come in. Ouch, what's wrong with your face? Did you fight with someone? Sit down, auntie will take the medicine box to treat you."

Song Yingjie was placed on the sofa. He looked around. It was not a high-end villa decoration, but the beige and blue colors were very warm. Even the coffee table was placed on a layer of light gauze with hollow floral patterns, which was simple and homely.

It was probably Ning Qing's father in the restaurant, who was taking bowls and chopsticks. He looked at him softly and kindly, and lowered his head to put the bowls and chopsticks.

Song Yingjie couldn't help but look twice more. It was the first time he saw a man touching bowls and chopsticks.

At this time, Yue Wanqing came over. She opened the medicine box and sat beside him, first cleaning the wound on his face with a cotton ball.

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, tell your aunt. You said this is such a beautiful face. If you get a scar, it will not be beautiful. You should fight less in the future."

Song Yingjie smiled embarrassedly. He never let anyone get close to him. This aunt's movements were very gentle, and there was a smell of soap on her body.

Very warm, very warm, the smell of home.

"Mom, don't feel sorry for this brat. He only knows how to get into trouble..." At this time, Ning Qing picked an orange in her hand and walked over while eating.

Yue Wanqing glared at her, "What brat, brat, talk nicely, don't I have a name, I have no manners."

Song Yingjie looked up and saw that the girl immediately sat obediently beside her mother, rubbing her mother's shoulder with her little head, looking at him with curved eyebrows, and called him, "Yingjie."

Song Yingjie was stunned and quickly lowered his eyes.

Yue Wanqing said while treating Song Yingjie's wound, "Qingqing, your mother-in-law is back. When will we arrange for our two families to meet? This basic etiquette cannot be lost. Besides, you have been married for so long. The Lu family is a big family. I don't know if they are satisfied with you or not?

Ning Qing ate oranges and smiled, "Mom, isn't Shaoming on a business trip? My parents-in-law are also busy. You know, big families will arrange for you to meet. And my parents-in-law are very satisfied with me, especially my mother-in-law, who treats me like her own daughter."

Hearing this, Song Yingjie looked up at Ning Qing. The girl leaned against her mother, and her slender white hands picked up the orange slices and stuffed them into her mouth, eating them with relish.

There was no abnormal emotion.

"Really?" Yue Wanqing smiled happily, "Then you can't be proud. Your mother-in-law is your second mother. You must be filial to others in the future. When you encounter something, think about Shaoming first and feel more sorry for him. You are all a family. "

"Mom, I know. "

Yue Wanqing was relieved. She treated Song Yingjie's wound and packed up the medical box. "Yingjie, let's go and eat."

Yue Wanqing walked in front. Ning Qing slowly stood up. Song Yingjie walked beside her and whispered, "You lied."

Ning Qing glanced at him. "What do you know, brat? No matter how arrogant you are outside, it is your responsibility to make your family happy when you return home."

……

The Lu family's limousine was parked outside the Ning family's villa. The old butler got out of the car and stood on the lawn. Through the large window, he could vaguely see the four people at the dining table. Song Yingjie was sitting next to Ning Qing, and Yue Wanqing was giving Song Yingjie picks up the vegetables.

In the Lu family, no matter how enthusiastic you are, you can't put food on the table.

Song Yingjie didn't say anything and just kept his head down while eating, but this was the most well-behaved and delicious meal the old housekeeper had ever seen him eat.

At this time, the old housekeeper's cell phone rang, and it was Song Yajing's call.

"Hello, madam..."

"Hey, Uncle Fu, where's Yingjie? Why didn't I see anyone when I got home?"

"Go back to Madam, Young Master Yingjie and his wife are having dinner at Ning's house."

"What, the Ning family? Does the Ning family have a habit of eating Yingjie? Hurry up and pick him up."

The old housekeeper was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Madam, let Young Master Yingjie have a meal here. Young Master Yingjie is used to eating."

Song Yajing was shocked, "Uncle Fu, you..."

…

The two left Ning's house after dinner. Ning Qing returned to Banmingxuan's villa, and Song Yingjie returned to Lu's house. The two sat in the same car.

The car started to move, and Song Yingjie looked at the two elders who were still standing by the door through the rearview mirror, in a daze.

The car turned and the two elders disappeared. Ning Qing saw that he was still stunned and hadn't looked back, so she smiled and said, "Do you like my family?"

Song Yingjie moved and looked out the window, "Well," he nodded lightly, "It's very warm. In the past... when my grandma was here, when I went to school, she would always stand by the door, waving to me... I never I’ve seen grandma’s back.”

The carriage was very quiet. Ning Qing had a peaceful smile on her face and sighed softly, "But our family has not always been so warm. My father has a Qing family outside and gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. Years ago, my dad straightened up Xiao San and kicked us out, mother and daughter. I remember that the most difficult time in my life during those years was when my mom had to have an operation. I had no money, so I borrowed money from my dad, but he refused. Gave me to a middle-aged man.”

Song Yingjie turned his head and looked at Ning Qing in shock.

Ning Qing looked into his eyes and shrugged, "I was beaten badly by that middle-aged man. When I finally escaped, I met Shaoming outside the hotel."

Ning Qing said with envy, "Look, it's better for you. You were born as the eldest son of the Zhu family, and you also bear the surname of the Song family. You have the capital and conditions to continue to be willful and rebellious, because your uncle and aunt will Always protect you."

Song Yingjie looked expressionless as he listened, and turned to look out the window again.

"But," Ning Qing said again, "your uncle and aunt will grow old one day. What will you do then?"

This sentence deeply touched Song Yingjie's heart. His eyes became wet, and the tears he had been holding back flowed down.

The young man's shoulders were shaking, so weak and helpless, "Why...why are there so few people who love me, and all of them will eventually leave...why do they all deceive me and use me..."

Ning Qing patted her shoulder with her delicate white hands, "Come, come here, let me lean on my shoulder for a while. I will never laugh at you this time."

Song Yingjie sat still, holding back his tears.

Ning Qing directly reached out and pressed his head on her shoulder.

"Yingjie, do you think you are the one abandoned by God? Oh, but there are so many people on this earth, who do you think you are? Why should God care about you? There are not many people who love you, not at all. Your uncle and aunt gave you everything, and your gone grandma and mother love you so much. They are the ones looking at you in the sky when you look at the brightest star."

Song Yingjie lay on Ning Qing's shoulder and looked out the window. The stars were so beautiful tonight, with countless dazzling stars hanging on the horizon.

"Are grandma and mother really here?" He murmured in confusion.

"You have them in your heart, and they are everywhere. But if I were you, what face would I have to face them? Your mother lost her life to bring you into this world, and your grandma hopes that your son will become a successful child. She wants you to be able to support her in the future. You are a member of the Zhu family, but you have made your life miserable, and you have failed all their expectations."

Song Yingjie covered his handsome face with his hands, and his sobs were heard in the carriage.

The old housekeeper glanced back through the rearview mirror. The girl's soft face was dazzling in the bright and dark neon car.

Her voice is so beautiful, like the sounds of nature at night.

"You ask me why so many people deceive you and take advantage of you. The answer is simple, because you are so easy to deceive and take advantage of. You are 20 years old this year, and having a half-brother in the Zhu family will affect your status. But you don't know anything about the struggle for interests between wealthy families. You sneaked into my room last night without considering the consequences. You didn't expect that this move would bring a devastating blow to your dearest uncle and aunt. You are 20 years old. "If you don't know how to fight with rich families and don't like to study, you have nothing to do but go to bars and dance clubs, and you are surrounded by a bunch of bad friends, who cares about you."