Ultimately, he chose to compromise and threatened Song Qingyang, saying that if she dared to do anything to break this engagent, he would imdiately disown her and she should no longer recognize him as her father from the Song Family.
But the first thing Song Qingyang did after leaving Nanshan Residence was to go to the Song Mansion to find Song Yansheng!
She wanted to find Song Yansheng, naturally hoping that he could help her.
Yet, she was also very clear that if Song Yansheng truly wanted to help, he would have done so long ago.
Going there wouldn’t change anything.
Her stubborn insistence was rely because she missed him a little.
At the age of seven, Song Qingyang harbored a secret affection in her heart.
This emotion was destined to have no outco, so she never dared to tell anyone.
Now, she was twenty-six, nineteen full years passed, and she had struggled with this feeling for nineteen years.
That sense of hopelessness and despair, she’d experienced for nineteen years.
But, who could understand her feelings?
Driving her car, her eyes ached, and tears fell one by one.
She really wanted to know, just who could understand her feelings?
...
Yu Dou didn’t expect Song Qingyang to look for him.
And at such a late hour as well.
At that ti, he had already washed up and was planning to sleep when he heard the doorbell ring.
He lived in a single apartnt, a more than one hundred square ter house, and he was the only occupant.
Rarely did anyone co over, even the indoor cleaning was done by himself.
He had to admit, he was a person with a cleanliness obsession, which manifested not only outwardly but also inwardly.
He opened the door with curiosity and then saw Song Qingyang standing at the doorway.
She seed to have just cried, her tear-streaked face surprisingly evoked a bit of pity.
But Yu Dou knew how resilient and stubborn this woman was inside, and he wouldn’t be deceived by her appearance.
He raised an eyebrow: "Miss Song, you ca to see ?"
Song Qingyang looked at the man in front of her dressed in a robe.
She hated this man, with extre aversion, yet admittedly, he possessed qualities that were sowhat similar to Song Yansheng.
It was probably this slight similarity that led her, more than a year ago, to choose to get engaged to him.
She didn’t speak, but stepped forward, looping her arm around the man’s neck.
Yu Dou was montarily stunned, probably not expecting Song Qingyang to do this.
For a few seconds, he froze without moving, a complex mix of emotions flashing through his mind.
But no matter how complex, he could still sort them out.
So things, once they happen the first ti, there will be many more tis in the future.
He had long been prepared for this, whether physically or ntally, hadn’t he?
He quickly grasped the woman’s waist and used his foot to close the door.
"Are all n like this? Love soone in their heart, yet can move on with another woman..."
He thought, perhaps so, a man’s love could indeed be separated from the physical self.
Precisely because of this, it existed too ethereally, too dreamily, and with the slightest carelessness, it would disappear.
As for himself...love or not, it never mattered, his love disappeared along with that person long ago.
Since it disappeared, what is there to discuss about love or not love? He had no right to speak of it, nor the interest!
Towards Song Qingyang, towards any woman, it’s the sa!
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