C165 (1/2)

Song Zimo stared at Su Ranqing, he raised his head and looked at Song Zimo, and tears started streaming down his face.

Su Ranqing wiped away her tears, then revealed a forced smile: ”What's wrong with me, the sand must have entered my eyes.”

He could tell that Su Ranqing must have quarreled with Qiao Lingyu.

The current Su Ranqing reminded him of when he left a few years ago. Was her heart also this pained?

It was just that he hadn't come out at the time and was now hugging her when she was in pain. It was just that now, the person who could make her feel sad and affect her mood wasn't him.

Inexplicably, Song Zimo's heart also started to ache faintly.

It was only after crying for a very long time that Su Ranqing finally regained her senses.

She glanced at Song Zimo apologetically: ”Sorry, I wet your clothes.”

Song Zimo's eyes were deep. ”It's alright, just take it as compensation for not being able to make you cry in your arms back then.”

When it came to the past, Su Ranqing could only laugh bitterly and say nothing.

”Ran Qing, have you considered your future plans?”

Song Zimo took the initiative to ask.

”Him and me …”

”I saw it all.” Song Zimo interrupted Su Ranqing.

Su Ranqing pursed her lips but did not say a word.

”Ran Qing, let's get divorced. Qiao Lingyu doesn't love you, can we start anew?”

Just before he went to sleep, Song Zimo's voice sounded in his mind once again.

Su Ranqing did not return to the Qiao Family, but to the Su Family.

Although she didn't want to worry her parents, she had to admit that at this moment, only her family could make her feel slightly more relaxed.

Remembering the worry in his parents' eyes, Su Ranqing didn't want to say anything.

Maybe she needed to sort out her emotions.

When did he start to like Qiao Lingyu, and even find it hard to extricate himself from it?

She looked up at the ceiling, unable to answer the question for a moment.

She sighed softly.

On the other side, at the Huang Family, Huang Jingjing entered home drunk.

Huang Fan was woken up by Huang Jingjing's noise, and got dressed with him.

”Look at what you're saying!”

Huang Fan could not help but frown.

”What do you think I look like?”

Huang Jingjing replied without losing any momentum.

Huang Fan's expression changed, and Fang Kexin, who was at the side, hurriedly went forward to support his, and said: ”Jingjing, don't talk to your father.”

Huang Jingjing was drunk, and always had a bad impression of Fang Kexin, so she angrily pushed her away, ”Go away! I don't need you to be so kind. You're the same as that bitch! ”What are you pretending for!”

With a ”Ah” sound, Fang Kexin fell to the ground, and even crashed into a table not far away.

When Huang Fan saw this, he could not help but scold Huang Jingjing a few more times: ”Huang Jingjing, don't go overboard!”

He helped Fang Kexin up. Fang Kexin clearly felt excruciating pain, but she still consoled her: ”I'm fine, Jingjing doesn't understand. It's just that she has a child's temper. Don't blame her.”