After coming out of Zheng Yurong's bedroom, Yang Zixuan hummed a little tune all the way, looking quite cheerful.
Just thinking that Yu Tingzhi was about to have his engagement broken off made her extremely happy.
It would be best if Old Master Yu also got some kind of ailment from the anger.
When people get old, their bodies are already failing, and it's not impossible for them to be directly angered to death.
"How is it? Was I right?"
As soon as Yang Zixuan returned to her room, Yu Tingye couldn't wait to ask.
Yang Zixuan nodded, "However, it's not Miss Song breaking off the engagement, but..."
Speaking to this point, she deliberately paused to build suspense.
"But what?" Yu Tingye immediately asked.
Yang Zixuan continued, "It's a substitute marriage."
"A substitute marriage?" Yu Tingye narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that the Song family wants to pull a 'cat for the prince' trick?"
"It's not exactly 'cat for the prince'."
With that, Yang Zixuan told Yu Tingye everything she had heard from Zheng Yurong.
Hearing this, Yu Tingye's eyes were full of calculation.
This was going to be a good show!
Study.
Old Master Yu looked at Yu Tingzhi and said earnestly, "Tingzhi, your engagement with Miss Song was decided when you were young. After the engagement, you should get along well with her..."
A hint of self-mocking smile appeared on the corner of Yu Tingzhi's lips, "Grandpa, do you think she can look up to me?"
One was a joke famous throughout Jiang City.
The other was a talented woman renowned throughout Jiang City.
"Tingzhi! How can you say such a thing!" Old Master Yu continued, "In life, who hasn't encountered setbacks? Grandpa also came out of a bloody storm back then! As a man of the Yu family, we should become stronger with each setback, not belittle ourselves..."
Old Master Yu of the Yu family had truly come out of a bloody storm. He had been on the battlefield in his youth, made meritorious contributions, eaten grass roots and gnawed on tree bark. When he crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, he once thought he was already dead.
Speaking of this, Old Master Yu sighed and added, "The grandfather of the Song family's little girl is an old friend of mine. We went through gunfire together. I believe in the character of the Song family! For so many years, the Song family hasn't brought up this marriage, which means they are not the kind of people who fawn on the powerful and look down on the poor! Also, Grandpa believes in you! The current difficulties are just temporary. Grandpa believes that one day you will see the light again!"
Yu Tingzhi just sat in the wheelchair, without saying a word.
Old Master Yu looked at him, his eyes filled with heartache.
Once upon a time, Yu Tingzhi was also a person proud to the bone.
Since that accident, he had been in a slump, as if he had become a different person.
"Tingzhi, trust Grandpa. The Song family's little girl is not that kind of person," Old Master Yu patted Yu Tingzhi's shoulder, "You two will be happy."
Old Master Yu placed great hope on Song Baoyi.
He longed for Song Baoyi to become a ray of light in Yu Tingzhi's remaining life, to illuminate him, warm him, and walk hand in hand with him.
What Yu Tingzhi lacked now was someone who could illuminate him.
And Old Master Yu also believed that Song Baoyi was that person.
"Since she could come to me at my peak, she can also leave me in the trough of my life," speaking to this point, Yu Tingzhi slowly raised his eyes to look at Old Master Yu, "Grandpa, don't overestimate human nature."
"How can someone like me be worthy of the glamorous Miss Song?"
It was clearly a rhetorical question, but Yu Tingzhi said it with such certainty, so undoubtedly, full of self-mockery.
"Tingzhi! Don't think like that!" Old Master Yu continued, "In Grandpa's heart, you have always been a very excellent child! You are worthy of Miss Song!"
"Grandpa, I'm sleepy."
Saying this, Yu Tingzhi turned his wheelchair and left.
Looking at Yu Tingzhi's somewhat lonely figure, Old Master Yu sighed softly.
At the same time, Old Master Yu also looked forward to the engagement day coming soon. He had to let Yu Tingzhi know that he had not been abandoned by the whole world, and that there were still many people around him who loved him and were waiting for him.
Old Master Yu believed in Song Baoyi, and even more in the Song family.
The other side.
Song family.
Song Hua walked into the hall with her schoolbag on her back.
"Stop!"
Just then, a stern voice appeared in the air, the air pressure was also extremely low, making it difficult to breathe.
Song Hua inexplicably felt this scene was somewhat familiar.
If she remembered correctly, this was the second time she had experienced such a thing since returning to this family.
If it were the original owner, who was already somewhat inferior, could she still stand firm?
"Something wrong?" Song Hua slightly turned her head to look at Zhou Lei's unpleasant face.
Zhou Lei frowned, "Where did you go? Do you know that your sister waited for you at the school gate for a long time!"
Song Baoyi treated Song Hua as her elder sister, but Song Hua had never treated Song Baoyi as her younger sister.
The more Zhou Lei thought about it, the angrier she became, wishing she could slap Song Hua directly.
Song Baoyi said understandingly from the side, "Mom, don't be angry with elder sister. It was my fault, I was so busy taking Lingling home that I forgot elder sister was still at school. It's normal that elder sister couldn't wait and left first!"
With that, Song Baoyi looked at Song Hua again, "Elder sister, Mom's temper is just like this, she's worried about why you haven't come back so late, don't think too much about it."
Song Baoyi's words seemed to be trying to smooth things over for Song Hua, but in reality, every sentence was aimed at her heart, accusing Song Hua of being ungrateful.
"Are you done?" Song Hua lowered her eyes and just looked at Song Baoyi.
The 1.6-meter Song Baoyi was considered tall among southern girls, but in front of the 1.72-meter Song Hua, she still lacked a bit of presence.
For some reason, at this moment, Song Baoyi suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable oppression.
Song Hua was clearly just a country bumpkin!
Song Hua's red lips parted slightly, and she continued, "First, I don't need you to wait for me. Second, if you still want the engagement banquet ten days later to go smoothly, then behave yourselves."
It was clearly a very low tone, but it gave people an irresistible aura.
Having been in a high position for a long time, this aura emanated from her bones, and others simply couldn't replicate it.
Zhou Lei was trembling with anger. This uncultured little wild child Song Hua was challenging her bottom line every day!
Song Baoyi squeezed the hand hidden in her sleeve, her eyes slightly red, and looked up at Song Hua, "Elder sister, have you misunderstood something? Mom and I are really worried about you..."
Song Hua was too lazy to pay attention to Song Baoyi and directly turned around to walk up the winding staircase.
"Baoyi, why are you explaining things to her?" Seeing that Song Baoyi was about to cry, Zhou Lei felt extremely distressed and grabbed Song Baoyi's hand, "That little wild child, she simply doesn't know what's good for her! We painstakingly raised her so big, and she's turned out to treat me like an enemy! Doesn't she ever think, if it weren't for me, would she even exist? It's said that the kindness of raising is greater than the kindness of giving birth, but what about her? Does she still see me as her mother? I really raised an ungrateful wretch!"