Several maids finally burst into tears uncontrollably, hugged each other, and howled loudly.
Uncle Lin stood aside and couldn't help wiping his tears.
He had watched Su Qianqian grow up since he was a child. Never had he heard Su Qianqian's desperate cries and suppressed pleas that made his heart tremble uncontrollably.
"Ning Xiu..." Mrs. Yi looked at Yi Ningxiu tremblingly. She didn't know what to say, her fingers were trembling. She simply couldn't imagine what Su Qianqian was going through over there.
Yi Ningxiu looked at the phone blankly, and the look in his eyes that Su Qianqian gave him last appeared again.
She asked him, husband, don’t you want me anymore?
She asked him in such a cautious voice, "Husband, don't you want me anymore?"
And what did he do?
He just threw her there.
Memories were like daggers stained with poison, cutting open his heart bit by bit. He was sitting on the chair, seeming to be thinking about something, but also seemingly not thinking about anything.
He has been hesitating between Su Qianqian and Su Qingqing. He is not hesitating which one he loves, he is hesitating which one he is sorry for compared to the two.
For the sake of filial piety, he exchanged his love for his guilt towards Su Qingqing.
He is the most selfish person in the world.
Because he felt guilty about Su Qingqing, he ignored Su Qianqian's wishes, so she went to replace Su Qingqing.
Yi Ningxia went out after listening to the phone call. It seemed that he could no longer bear to stay at Yi's house.
Yi Ningxiu turned to Uncle Lin and said, "Send someone to find Fang Cheng's wife and children. If you find them, bring them over." He looked at the pile of newspapers on the table with a gloomy look, "Go quickly!"
"yes!"
"Ning Xiu," Mrs. Yi looked at him anxiously, "This... this is illegal! If you do this, aren't you just like them?"
Yi Ningxiu touched the huge headlines on the newspapers with his fingers and closed his eyes: "I can't care about that much now."
Mrs. Yi looked at him with a pale face and was speechless for a long time.
"Mom." Yi Ningxiu said softly, "I have always listened to you. After my father died, I didn't want you to be sad." He turned to look at her, "We are two people who depend on each other. I want you to be happy.
.But, Mom, why do the more I follow your ideas, the more unhappy I become?"
"Ning Xiu..."
"If Qian Qian is rescued safely this time, I will move out with her."
"If she is still willing to be with me."
Under the bright light in the room, the man's cold face seemed to be condensed with a layer of ice. He did not look at Mrs. Yi anymore, but looked into the void with an expressionless face.
No matter how much regret or self-blame you have, you can never get her back.
There seemed to be an empty space in his heart. He leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and let his thoughts float in the darkness.
An hour later, Uncle Lin came over and said to him: "Fang Cheng's wife and her son have settled in the United States. Our people there have already passed there, and they will probably arrive here tomorrow."
Yi Ningxiu nodded: "Now, let the news out."
If you want your wife and children to survive, let Su Qianqian go.
If he doesn't let go, he will let him have a taste of what it means to be pierced by thousands of arrows.
The matter has come to this, and he can no longer look back. He will bear the remaining consequences himself, but he will not let go of anyone who hurt her.