"There are too many people making wishes, God still missed me after all."
- No.
So Mother Song pursed her lips, and continued to speak after a while with a little request,
longtao（shenmedoudang）[Mother Song]: "Xiaoyan, I hope you can treat An An better."
She is old and can no longer fight against the younger generation like Yan Haoxiang.
She hated Yan Haoxiang too, but she didn't want her precious daughter to be wronged again, so she could only lower her posture like this and ask him to be merciful.
Yan Haoxiang was stunned when he heard the words, looked at the request in Mother Song's eyes, and was silent for a while. Self-blame and regret flashed in his eyes, and it took a long time to speak.
yanhaoxiang"I will love her well."
Mother Song was relieved after hearing this, and then took out a wrapped plastic bag from her pocket. She slowly opened it a little, revealing the red edge, which was a banknote.
She handed the plastic bag to Yan Haoxiang and said softly,
longtao（shenmedoudang）[Mother Song]: "This is the money I earned these days. It's for An An. Please help me hand it over to her. I can only make up for her like this."
Mother Song's voice gradually became trembling, and she looked much older. She really wanted to save Song Jinan, but she had nothing to do. She couldn't fight Yan Haoxiang, and without the Song family, she had no chance of winning with him. Instead, it may anger Yan Haoxiang.
She could only compensate Song Jinan in her own way.
She always felt that most of the things that happened to the Song family were her fault. If only she could learn more about how to manage the company before. Mother Song thought of this wry smile, lowered her eyes to cover the emotions in her eyes, and then looked at Yan Haoxiang again.
Yan Haoxiang silently took the banknotes wrapped in a plastic bag and nodded.
When Mother Song saw that Yan Haoxiang had accepted it, she thanked him, and then turned around to leave.
Yan Haoxiang stopped her, she turned back,
yanhaoxiang"Don't let An An come to see you?"
Mother Song didn't speak when she heard the words. After a while, she shook her head with a wry smile, and then turned around and left.
Yan Haoxiang looked down at the plastic bag in his hand for a while, then turned around and entered the company.
It was very late after he finished work, and he drove back to Yan's house after leaving the company. When he entered the house, he found Song Jinan sitting alone on the sofa. When he saw him coming back, he just glanced at the plastic bag in his hand.
He walked up to her, handed her the plastic bag in his hand, and said,
yanhaoxiang"This was given to you by your mother."
Hearing this, Song Jin An was not so calm. She was stunned for a few seconds and then stared straight at the plastic bag in Yan Haoxiang's hand. She didn't reach out to pick it up, but her eyes were stained with some obvious emotions.
yanhaoxiang"She gave it to me in the afternoon and asked me to hand it over to you."
When Song Jin'an heard this sentence, her eyes moved up and the frozen frame was on Yan Haoxiang's face. She looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled sarcastically, then reached out to take the plastic bag, and got up from the sofa. Turn around and prepare to go.
yanhaoxiang"What are you doing upstairs?"
Song Jin'an kept walking, and left a sentence leisurely,
She quickly came to the second floor and entered the room.
She stared at the plastic bag in her hand, opened it a little, and found that it was all money. This was the money her mother gave her. Song Jinan's eyes gradually accumulated some tears. Her hand squeezing the plastic bag tightly slowly turned a little white, and she hated Yan Haoxiang again.
She seems to be able to really confirm that the disappearance of her mother is related to Yan Haoxiang, otherwise why would her mother rather let Yan Haoxiang hand it over than give it to her herself? There must be some difficulties, it must be.
She kept looking down at the plastic bag in her hand, tears fell from her eyes, her nose was sore, and her eyes were blurry.
