Shen Mianmian frowned, "You think Xingxing’s accident has sothing to do with ?"
What kind of logic is this, forcibly pinning the bla on ?
"Does it have nothing to do with you?" Tang Ling’s gaze never left Shen Mianmian, "If you hadn’t sent her back at that ti, would she have been in a car accident? The He Family’s house is so big, could it not accommodate her? He Nan has always been so good to Xingxing, treating her like his own daughter, if it wasn’t for you, why would he send her away?"
"Do you even know why Xingxing had the accident?" Shen Mianmian didn’t feel guilty because of Tang Ling’s words; Xingxing was never their responsibility, and she didn’t think there was anything wrong with not raising Xingxing, "At that ti, Xingxing saw soone like you and she chased after them before getting hit by a car. She’s always been longing for maternal love, yet you were so obsessed with He Nan, always neglecting her."
If Tang Ling wasn’t so obsessive, maybe none of this would have happened; even with a daughter, her life could have been fantastic.
"Shut your mouth." Hearing Shen Mianmian’s words, Tang Ling was emotionally stirred, "Shen Mianmian, you think you’re a saint, knowing so much? What gives you the right to criticize from your high ground? She craved maternal love, but she had no idea the magnitude of disgrace her birth ant to . If it weren’t for her, maybe in these five years, He Nan and I could have developed feelings. He Nan cared about her birth, that’s why he never had feelings for ."
Tang Ling hated Xingxing because her presence was a constant reminder of the disgrace she had suffered, creating a gap between her and He Nan, yet she knew without Xingxing, He Nan wouldn’t have cared for her so deeply over these five years.
Thus, she couldn’t clearly define her feelings for Xingxing. Upon learning of Xingxing’s death, initially she felt a perverse satisfaction, but as her emotions settled, a void and lack enveloped her, with Xingxing’s voice incessantly resurging in her mind, rendering her even more agitated.
"Even if there were no Xingxing, I believe He Nan would not have feelings for you," Shen Mianmian looked at Tang Ling and said, "He Nan doesn’t fall in love easily, but once he does, he stays committed to one person. If there is anyone to bla, perhaps it’s just that our paths crossed in the wrong sequence. But Tang Ling, I want to tell you, there are plenty of good n in the world, and with your qualities, you can et soone even better."
"Soone better?" Tang Ling sneered, "You’re not lacking either, so why didn’t you find soone else over these five years, instead of stubbornly waiting for He Nan?"
Without waiting for Shen Mianmian to speak, she continued, "Shen Mianmian, do you know? These past five years, how I wished you’d think He Nan was dead, and then you’d marry soone else and have children. That way, even if He Nan didn’t love , he would still take care of and Xingxing for a lifeti. I had all the ti to make him fall in love with , but you actually waited for him for five years. Your infatuation shattered all my hopes, turning my five years into a joke, utterly worthless."
Thinking about these past five years, Tang Ling felt extrely upset, hoping the two would never return from the island, their life might be tough, but at least they could be together forever. Even if they ca back after a decade or two, Shen Mianmian would surely have moved on.
Even a stone like He Nan could lt in ti.
Shen Mianmian scoffed coldly, "Tang Ling, don’t you think your thoughts are very strange? He Nan and I were a couple deeply in love with each other, and because of your infatuation with He Nan, should our true feelings step aside for you?"
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