Chapter 103 The Young Lady Staying Alone in an Empty Room
"Song Lihan, Yingqing spent half her life to leave the Song family and cut ties with them. She never owes you anything, nor does she owe anything to the Song family."
Nan Yu's eyes were red and anger rose in her heart.
"If there is any debt, it is owed to you, the illegitimate son of the Song family, and your mother. It is for making her homeless and dragging her breath to survive until now."
When I thought of Song Yingqing, who was covered in wounds and fell into her arms with only his last breath, he said he was free.
Nan Yu couldn't help but feel tears welling up in her eyes.
Song Lihan sneered, his eyes even darker than before.
"Break off ties? As long as she still has the surname Song, she will always be a member of the Song family. Sooner or later, she will return to the Song family."
After saying that, he no longer cared about Nanyu and left.
Nan Yu looked at him and was as confident as a madman. Then she thought of the time when he had looked for Song Yingqing two days ago, and she couldn't help feeling a little flustered.
She forced herself to calm down, turned to Qi Ming and said, "Uncle Qi, I'm going out for a while. You don't have to wait for me to come back for dinner."
She walked out quickly, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to Song Yingqing's house.
Aunt Wang, who was halfway through cooking, chased after them, "Madam, the young master will be home soon, where are you going? Why don't you wait for the young master to come back and talk after dinner..."
Before she finished her words, the taxi disappeared from her sight.
Then, a low-key and luxurious car stopped in front of Wang Ma.
The rear window of the car slowly lowered, revealing a dignified and delicate face, and a cold voice sounded.
"Mother Wang, what are you doing?"
Aunt Wang, who was holding the spatula, was stunned. She turned around to meet Huo Juanyan's cold eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and she hurried to explain.
"Master, I was chasing the young mistress back for dinner, but she left in such a hurry that I didn't call her back."
Huo Junyan had some impression. He saw Nan Yu's back from afar as she got into the car.
"Let her go wherever she wants. Don't worry about her."
Xia Xing got down from the driver's seat, walked around to the back, opened the door, and pushed the wheelchair in front of Huo Junyan.
Before he could speak, Huo Juanyan spoke first: "Since she is not at home, forget it, Xia Xing, go back to the company."
Seeing Huo Juanyan was about to leave again, Wang Ma was extremely anxious and said quickly, "Master, eat your meal before leaving. Maybe the Madam will be back soon."
"The violets that the old lady planted especially for you have bloomed. Why not take a look at them?"
Huo Juanyan said coldly: "No need."
Seeing Huo Juanyan, who finally returned to the bridal chamber, but didn't even step into the house, Wang Ma was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan and couldn't speak for a long time.
Qi Ming came out from behind, holding a bunch of bright and juicy violets in his hand.
"Master, these are the violets that the young mistress picked and wrapped for you personally. Why don't you take them back to the company?"
Huo Junyan was about to refuse, but Xia Xing took the flowers first.
"The young lady is really clever and skillful. She wrapped the flowers so beautifully."
Huo Junyan narrowed his eyes and stared at Xia Xing.
Xia Xing put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and begged Huo Junyan with his eyes not to refuse.
Huo Junyan retracted his gaze and said, "Yeah."
Xia Xing immediately placed the bouquet next to him, then turned back to the driver's seat, poked his head towards Qi Ming and Wang Ma and said, "Then I'll go back to the company with President Huo first."
Qi Ming smiled and nodded, then said to Huo Juanyan, "Master, be careful on the road."
Aunt Wang did not forget to say, "Master, when you are not busy, remember to go home more often. It is too pitiful for the young lady to stay alone in the empty room."