Chapter 108 White Lotus 24 (Page 1/2)
Song's father felt guilty because his eldest daughter's mother was not around since she was a child. From childhood to adulthood, as long as Song Muqing's mistakes were not too outrageous, he would not take it seriously, and would even defend her again and again.Song's mother had long been resentful of her husband's behavior. It was because of his almost unconditional indulgence of Song Muqing that Song Muqing developed a spoiled temper, but for the sake of her family and children, Song's mother had endured it for almost twenty years. However,
not long ago, she learned that her husband had actually made a will and was ready to transfer all his shares to Song Muqing. She and her youngest daughter, Song Junyan, only had a few real estates in City A.
Song's mother's family was well-off and not short of money, but she was very dissatisfied with her husband's partiality. She could give it up, but her daughters could not be less. No matter what, at least half of each of the two daughters should be given.
Because of the inheritance, she and her husband had quarreled more than once. Song's father always said that Junyan could inherit Song's mother's family's property in the future, but Song Muqing only had him as a father, and so on. In the end, Song's mother chose to compromise.
But now, Song Muqing insulted her daughter in front of her mother, and as a father, he was still biased. Song's mother couldn't stand it anymore, and the couple had a big fight. Song's father slammed the door and left soon after returning home.
Jun Yan heard the noise and walked into his parents' room. Sure enough, he found his mother crying beside the bed.
"Mama..."
Hearing her daughter's voice, Song's mother quickly turned her back to her and wiped her tears. She turned her head as if nothing had happened, and smiled at Jun Yan with red eyes, "What's wrong? Aunt Zhang should have prepared the meal, let's go downstairs to eat."
"Mama, did you quarrel with dad... Jiejie really didn't hit my face, you misunderstood Jiejie." Jun Yan looked worried, not knowing how to explain it so that she would believe it.
Song's mother smiled slightly, sighed lightly, and touched Jun Yan's head, "Silly child, it doesn't matter anymore."
"Ah?" Jun Yan was stunned, and didn't seem to understand.
"Your aunt Xiao called just now. Your uncle Xiao and aunt Xiao will go abroad for a while in two days. There will be no one to take care of Xiao Lingxian. They want you to stay with him for two days. Why don't you go and take care of him for two days first?" Song's mother suddenly changed the subject.
"Me? But doesn't Brother Xian have many caregivers..." Jun Yan was puzzled.
"Your aunt Xiao said that no matter how good the caregivers are, they can't be as dedicated as you. Your aunt Xiao will feel relieved if you go to take care of him. What do you think, are you going or not?" Song's mother wanted her daughter to go.
Originally, when Xiao's mother called today and hoped that Jun Yan would stay for two days, she was unwilling. After all, no matter how disabled Xiao Lingxian was, he was still a boy. How would it look like for Jun Yan to live there as a girl for no reason?
Although Xiao's mother's words were full of love for Jun Yan, and she had the idea of marrying the two families, Song's mother still declined and said she would think about it again.
Now it seems that letting the two children spend more time together may not be a bad thing. If her daughter really marries Xiao Lingxian, she really doesn't care about the little things in the Song family. Besides, she is not for the property, but just wants to win face for her daughter. If Jun Yan really becomes the young lady of the Xiao family in the future, is there any fear that she will not have a chance to be proud?
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