People always say that beautiful won bring disaster, and those who are excessively adored have a short life span.
n like that...
are the sa, fated to be plagued by nurous romantic entanglents.
"Speaking of... Princess Chinian, are you acquainted with her?"
Wen Nian asked her.
"Not well."
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At Song Xiangqiao’s funeral, both Song Lili and Wen Nian were present.
Miu Lerong was also there, crying her heart out as if Song Xiangqiao’s death truly saddened her.
The guests all took their turns consoling Miu Lerong.
Song Lili looked down on Miu Lerong’s pretentious deanor with disdain.
From the ti Song Xiangqiao was rushed to the hospital, woke up in the ICU, and until her death, Miu Lerong had not visited her once.
Now here she was, playing the part of the grieving person...
Those who knew the truth didn’t expose her face-to-face, while those unaware felt sympathy and pity.
Humans, always insincere, pretending and putting on a show, ultimately for so audience to see.
Song Lili initially couldn’t figure out who Miu Lerong was performing for in her mourning attire, until she slowly ca to understand...
"Mayor Song... wants a divorce, he’s also tired of , this old woman. Perhaps he thinks it’s because I failed to raise our daughter properly, bringing him sha."
"My god... At a ti like this, Mayor Song is actually proposing a divorce?"
Soone gasped in shock, in disbelief.
Miu Lerong didn’t say much, rely hinting with a few words, but it was enough to slander Song Jiayu.
Song Lili watched as Miu Lerong moved among the guests, bravely saying that she had failed in raising her daughter, expressing the utmost respect for the decision made by Mayor Song Jiayu.
She took all the bla upon herself; although in her fifties, her cultured tears invoked compassion like pear blossoms shedding the rain.
Song Lili and her father stood to one side, and she repeatedly wanted to go up and slap Miu Lerong’s face, only to be stopped by Song Jiayu.
"Dad, even now, you still endure?"
Song Lili furrowed her brow.
Song Jiayu shook his head,
"Right and wrong are twisted; they cannot be determined by her few words. Today we are to send Xiangqiao off, let her go peacefully. Don’t let her be disturbed even on the road."
Song Lili swallowed her anger.
After the funeral, Song Jiayu, Miu Lerong, and Zhuo Ting stood together, bidding farewell to the departing guests.
Not a few guests advised Mayor Song before leaving,
"Cherish the one you have, Mayor Song."
"Mrs. Song has already lost her daughter, and if you divorce her at a ti like this, many will say Mayor Song is heartless and ruthless. If word spreads, it could also harm your reputation..."
"Mrs. Song, try to be open-minded, Mayor Song is not a heartless man."
Song Lili and Wen Nian stood behind, listening to these people’s words, their anger flaring, but Song Jiayu remained calm, saying nothing but thanking the guests for coming to send off his daughter Song Xiangqiao.
This might not have been the result Miu Lerong wanted, so her expression grew increasingly unsightly.
Only after all the guests had left
did Song Jiayu finally say to Miu Lerong,
"I have entrusted the necessary divorce docunts to a lawyer. In a few days, the lawyer will probably discuss the details with you."
"...I will not agree to a divorce. You won’t succeed in suing."
"If I don’t succeed once, I’ll do it twice, if not twice then three tis, five tis... I will keep on suing until you agree."
"..."
"After two years of separation, the court will grant us a divorce, so, Lerong, let’s both be clear-cut about it, part on good terms."
"Song Jiayu, you are the most shaless person I’ve ever t."
Miu Lerong watched him with hardened eyes,
"Without , without the Miu family’s support behind you, do you think you could have climbed to your current position?"
"..."
Song Jiayu didn’t speak, rely turning his head to Song Lili and Wen Nian,
"You two go back first. The rest will be handled by Zhuo Ting and ."
"Aunt Miu might as well leave with us, there’s nothing you can do by staying here."
Song Lili said matter-of-factly.
Miu Lerong narrowed her eyes, looking at Song Lili, and twisted her mouth into a smile,
"I rember what you were like as a child..."
"..."
"Crying out for ’mommy’."
Song Lili’s expression stiffened.
"Although Song Xiangqiao was my daughter, she was not like ."
"Miu Lerong, even at a ti like this, what do you intend to do?"
Song Lili frowned.
"I will rember what you did to today very clearly. I hope both you and your father rember this as well."
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