He has staked everything on the reputation of the Wei family, and as long as Song Qinghuan nods, he will do whatever it takes.
Song Qinghuan looked at Wei Yutang, and finally there were waves in his calm eyes, but...
However, if he had had such determination when he left Kyoto last year, things like this would not have happened.
Song Qinghuan bit her lip and took her hand out of Wei Yutang's hand. She didn't dare to look at him and just said: "It's too late..."
No matter how moved she is now, she really can't bring the entire Song family to the Yun family to fight for a relationship that has no future.
She was not raised in a serious manner. When she was young, she followed her master around the world and saw many people who turned against each other just for a living and a few pennies.
Today, Wei Yutang may only want to be with her wholeheartedly, no matter how high the price is.
But what if it takes a long time? Who can guarantee it?
He is a pampered young man, can he work on the ground with his sleeves rolled up? Or can he carry heavy objects on the dock for a few pennies?
Maybe he can last for a year or two, or maybe a lifetime, for this relationship.
But what if you can’t hold on anymore? What if you regret it in the future?
By then, Song Qinghuan would have become a sinner.
She said: "Brother Wei, it's too late. It's too late for everything."
He lowered his eyes, clasped his hands on his knees, and said nothing more.
Needless to say, Wei Yutang understood everything.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the tears in his eyes, his hands trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Okay, I understand, I understand."
He held the edge of the table and waited for a long time before he stood up, his eyes closing and opening again.
"I can't help you, Qing Huan, I can't help you."
Sheng'er paused for a moment and choked out: "I wish you happiness. If, if, if you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me and I will do my best to help you."
Song Qinghuan's heart was also very heavy. He held the hem of his skirt with both hands on his knees, and it took him a long time to say: "You don't have to mind, you are not sorry for me, it's just that we are destined to be different."
"Brother Wei, take care."
Song Qinghuan did not dare to face Wei Yutang again, stood up, and quickly left the room before him.
Wei Yutang looked sideways and saw only the hem of her skirt.
My whole body felt dizzy, and I couldn't suppress the sweet smell in my throat, so I spit out a mouthful of blood.
He suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
"Brother Wei, Third Brother Wei..." Song Qingyan, who was hiding outside the house and eavesdropping, was frightened when she heard the noise. She ran in hastily without caring about the tears still hanging on her face.
Before Wei Yutang fainted completely, what he saw was Song Qingyan's face full of tears.
Song Qinghuan was not happy at all, and quickly left Yipinju, not knowing what happened next to Wei Yutang.
The carriage stopped in the backyard of Yipinju. She grabbed her fists and got into the carriage. She took a few deep breaths and then slightly suppressed the pounding in her heart.
No matter how rational she is about her marriage to Wei Yutang, no matter how clear her interests are, she is still a girl after all.
No matter how many shortcomings Wei Yutang had, her heartfelt words just now moved her.
Even if he may regret it in the future or he may not be able to persist, at least his heart at this moment is true.
Song Qinghuan wiped his tears with his sleeve. If, if he hadn't been so procrastinating, maybe...
"What? Are you so moved?"
Before Song Qinghuan could continue thinking, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
This voice interrupted Song Qinghuan's thoughts and made her jump with fright. When she turned around and saw it was Xiao Ci, she immediately lost her composure.
"When did you get here?"
Xiao Ci leaned against the car wall, put his hands on the back of his head, and smiled: "Before you get in the car."
As he spoke, he looked Song Qinghuan up and down, and when he saw her eyes were red, he suddenly felt sad and sat up straight: "Are you sad? Is it because you can't bear to leave? Or is it because you are too moved? You are so moved that you almost leave me.
Go with him and remain anonymous."
These words sounded very familiar. Song Qinghuan frowned and said sternly: "Xiao Ci, you are so shameless, you actually eavesdropped on our conversation."
Not a question, but an affirmation.
Xiao Ci did not deny it, he responded softly, and said sourly: "You are now my unmarried princess, but you meet with another man in private. Do you think it is me or you who should be angry at this time?"
"
Song Qinghuan was so angry with him that he no longer felt any sadness at all. He turned his head away and took a few deep breaths.
"What are you so angry about? I have no personal relationship with Third Brother Wei, and I have never done anything beyond the bounds. Did I make you a cuckold or something?"
"Brother Wei?" Xiao Ci snorted softly, sat next to Song Qinghuan, and grabbed her hand: "You have never been so affectionate when you call me the king. It's either Xiao Ci, Uncle Jiu, or the prince. Calling him is the wrong way.
Third brother’s right sentence is that of third brother.”
Without waiting for Song Qinghuan to defend himself, he added: "You said there was no overstep, but I clearly saw him grabbing your hand, and you didn't know how to avoid it in time. If it weren't for the sake of your unintentional attitude toward him, I would be very embarrassed."
Cut off his hand."
When Xiao Ci came down from the first rank, he was also full of anger. He asked someone else to touch his own princess before she even touched her. It was not very irritating.
However, Song Qinghuan didn't follow him at all, and violently broke away from Xiao Ci's grasp, and said angrily: "You not only eavesdropped, but you also peeked, Xiao Ci, you, can you be more shameless?"
"
Xiao Ci had done all these things, and there was nothing he dared not admit, so he immediately said: "Yes."
He also warned Song Qinghuan: "Next time you dare to see him in private, I will sit next to you and see what he has to say."
"You..." Song Qinghuan was simply offended by Xiao Ci's rogue attitude. Her eyes widened, but she couldn't do anything with him.
I had to grit my teeth and sit up straight without looking at him.
Xiao Ci saw her angry look. Although he was still angry in his heart, he didn't care about it anymore.
He lowered his voice and said: "Girl, you are right, you can't do stupid things, and you can't bet the whole family like that Erque, you can't afford it."
After a pause, he added: "I don't want you to do stupid things, nor do I want you to get in trouble."
Song Qinghuan turned his head away, neither speaking nor looking at him.
Xiao Ci was not annoyed, and after a long silence, he spoke again: "Although I think that by marrying you, I feel like an old cow eating young grass, which makes you feel wronged, but I can give you everything that Wei Yutang cannot give."
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"I was so shameless that I eavesdropped and peeped, and it wasn't all because of jealousy. Who made you so determined to marry Wei Yutang...
