Chapter 83: Eighty-three, it’s either her or me. Chapter 83: Eighty-three, it’s either her or me. The night deepened, and the festive birthday banquet drew to its close.
“Xiao Ning, Grandpa still hopes you will consider it, the door of the Song Family will always be open for you,” Mr. Song looked at Song Yan Ning, his eyes full of expectation. He really hoped Xiao Ning would return to the Song Family. At today’s banquet, he saw her excellence and was certain that she was bound to be someone extraordinary in the future. Gifting her the White Jade, the family heirloom, was also his way of expressing the hope that one day she would be able to help the Song Family advance further.
Gazing at Mr. Song’s hopeful eyes, Song Yan Ning felt a bit heartbroken to refuse, “I will consider it.” However, her decision would not change.
“Good,” Mr. Song nodded happily. Xiao Ning saying she would consider it meant there was hope.
“Sister Xiao Ning, can we keep in touch often in the future?” Song Yanli looked at Song Yan Ning with anticipation, waiting for her response. She really liked this sister of hers. Although she wasn’t beautiful, she had an aura that Song Yanli admired, and her confident demeanor, no matter who she faced, truly impressed her.
“We can,” Song Yan Ning replied with a smile, nodding slightly. She had a good impression of Song Yanli.
“That’s great! I will call you often, and you mustn’t find me annoying,” Song Yanli said joyfully.
“Hmm!” Song Yan Ning nodded with a smile.
“In-laws! We will be heading back,” Yang Lisheng glanced at the banquet hall, feeling a bit bitter inside. Although he had long been disappointed with Xin’er, deep down he still couldn’t help but have a sliver of hope that she would come to see them off.
Mr. Song escorted Yang Lisheng and the others to the parking lot and turned to Qin Yushen, “Xiao Shen, Grandpa Song is entrusting them to you.”
“Don’t worry, Grandpa Song! I will make sure to get Grandpa Yang and the others home safely,” Qin Yushen promised.
“Call me when you get home, or a message would do as well,” Mr. Song said to Song Yan Ning. He hoped that one day, Xiao Ning would call him grandpa.
“Hmm,” Song Yan Ning nodded, and after Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang got into the car, she climbed in as well.
Yang Xin’er stood by the window, her face dark as she watched the car slowly drive away. That hideous freak was really something; not only did she win over the old man, but even Qin Yushen treated her differently.
“Xin’er, why didn’t you go down to send off your parents?” Song Yufeng pushed open the room door, saw Yang Xin’er standing by the window, walked over, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Yang Xin’er pushed Song Yufeng away, turned to glare at him angrily, “Why should I send them off? Do you want me to please that hideous freak just like all of you?”
“Can’t you be reasonable? They are your parents, and the ‘hideous freak’ you are talking about is your daughter. Even if you don’t like her, the blood flowing in her veins is still yours and mine, and that is something that will never change,” Song Yufeng retorted, growing angry as well.
“So what? Tell me, in what way does she resemble our daughter? Today, because of her, those ladies ridiculed me countless times. But you? You just kept fawning over that hideous freak, as if you wanted the whole world to know she’s your daughter,” Yang Xin’er walked to the bed, picked up a pillow, and threw it at Song Yufeng.
Song Yufeng caught the pillow, swallowed his anger, and tossed it onto the sofa, “She is my daughter. What’s wrong with introducing her to my friends? Besides, Xiao Ning is just not good-looking, but aside from that, how is she any less than Xiao Xue or Xiao Li? She has medical skills, can play the piano, and you shouldn’t forget that she’s only seven years old. Being so talented at seven proves her excellence. Otherwise, why do you think dad gave her the White Jade?”
“I just don’t like her; I despise her. Song Yufeng, let me tell you, between her and me, you can only choose one, otherwise I will never be done with you…” Yang Xin’er wanted to say ‘divorce,’ but the word stuck in her throat. She knew there were lines that should not be crossed.
She had secured her position as Mrs. Song mainly because Song Yufeng had feelings for her, and also because she had borne the Song Family several commendable children. However, Song Yufeng had his limits, and once she crossed those limits, the consequences were more than she could bear.
Song Yufeng’s face was overcast as he looked at Yang Xin’er with a cold gaze, “Yang Xin’er, I didn’t expect you to be so narrow-minded that you cannot even tolerate such a small child. I am truly disappointed in you.”
After speaking, Song Yufeng turned and left through the door.
“Song Yufeng, you come back here,” Yang Xin’er quickly followed after Song Yufeng, but her only reply was the sound of a door slamming shut with force.
Yang Xin’er trembled with anger, her eyes red and flashing with madness and deep-seated rage, “Song Yufeng, you actually treat me like this for that freak, I’m telling you, unless I die in this lifetime, I will absolutely never let that freak take a single step into our Song Family.” She would never, ever acknowledge Song Yan Ning as her daughter.
The car slowly came to a stop at the mouth of the alley.
Qin Yushen pushed open the car door, stepped out, and approached Song Yan Ning and the two others.
“Xiao Shen, you go back and rest early, we can make our own way in, you really went out of your way for us today,” Li Meixiang said with a smile, looking at Qin Yushen, her eyes filled with joy.
“It’s not a bother,” Qin Yushen shook his head and looked at Song Yan Ning, “I’ll come pick you up tomorrow morning.” Liu Qingshan had already arrived at the Qin Family early this morning, and they would be able to set off for the Miao Border tomorrow.
“Mhm,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
Qin Yushen smiled, “Grandpa Yang! Grandma Yang! I’m heading back now.”
“Alright, take care on the road,” Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang smiled and waved Qin Yushen off as they watched him get into the car.
The car had just left when Qin Yushen’s phone began to ring.
Qin Yushen took out his phone and frowned slightly when he saw the incoming call was from Song Yanxue, then pressed the answer button.
“Brother Yushen, where are you right now? Are you going to log into the system tonight?” Song Yanxue’s voice came from the other end.
“No,” Qin Yushen replied indifferently. These past few days, he hadn’t seen the doctor in the system, and he didn’t know whether she was genuinely busy or was deliberately avoiding him. In fact, he suspected that Song Yan Ning was the doctor, but he still needed to find an opportunity to confirm it.
“You haven’t taken any missions for several days now, Brother Yushen, are you that busy?” Song Yanxue sounded a bit aggrieved. She didn’t spend much time with Brother Yushen usually, and it was only in the system that she could be close to him. But ever since that doctor had appeared, Brother Yushen had become even more distant from her.
“If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up,” said Qin Yushen, and then he pressed the end call button.
“Brother Yushen, I…” Song Yanxue wanted to stop Qin Yushen, but the phone was already emitting a busy tone, and she was so frustrated that she almost wanted to smash her phone. She really couldn’t understand why Brother Yushen would always respond to her with indifference, yet he was so kind to that doctor and Song Yan Ning.