After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Su Mei's expression changed obviously: "Xi'er, what did you say?"

Song Xier's hands hanging by her sides clenched tightly, and her nails dug into her flesh so hard that she felt a heartbreaking pain.

"You have known about my relationship with Shang Ji for a long time, right?"

It was very difficult for Song Xi'er to say these words, and she couldn't believe it.

But when she finished speaking, Su Mei did not speak, but looking at the expression on her face, Song Xier already knew the answer.

Suddenly, some things that I thought were strange before now have answers instantly when I think about them.

No wonder there was a time when my mother's attitude towards Shang Ji suddenly became very strange.

In the past, her mother never paid too much attention to the relationship between her and Shang Ji. She would even be happy because she and Shang Ji were close and she felt that her brother and sister had a good relationship.

But now that Song Xi'er thinks about it, for a while, her mother not only paid special attention to her relationship with Shang Ji, but there was even visible tension.

It's just that she never thought before that her mother might already know about her relationship with Shang Ji, although there were several moments when she doubted it.

But it would only last for a few seconds, and then she would feel that she was overthinking it.

Now that I think about it, it's not that she overthinks it, but that her mother really knows.

"Mom, you..." Song Xi'er stepped forward and held Su Mei's hand firmly: "When did you know... why didn't you tell me?"

Song Xier's tears fell uncontrollably at the end. She lowered her head and didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Xi'er thought about many scenarios after Su Mei found out about her relationship with Shang Ji, but she never thought about this one.

She never thought that when Su Mei found out, not only did she not ask her, but she also filed for divorce directly with Shang Zhenglin.

She said that the two of them had been on good terms for so many years, so why were they suddenly getting divorced?

Song Xier thought about many possibilities, but she never thought that it was because of herself.

"Mom." Song Xi'er raised her head, with crystal tears on her eyelashes: "I...I have separated from him."

"I'm sorry." Song Xi'er blinked, tears falling down her eyes: "I'm sorry, it's all because of me, I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you divorced Uncle Shang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

At the end of the story, Song Xier almost burst into tears.

She always said she wanted to work hard to give her mother a good life.

But it was also because of her that the good relationship between mother and Uncle Shang was ruined.

Su Mei sighed, raised her hand to wipe the tears from Song Xier's face and said, "Okay, stop crying."

"Silly boy, what are you thinking about? It has nothing to do with you that I divorce your Uncle Shang."

Song Xier shook his head.

How could it not matter.

Song Xier sniffed, her eyes and the tip of her nose were red.

She looked at Su Mei, her voice choked, but very serious: "Mom, he and I are really separated. I have no relationship with him now."

"Don't divorce Uncle Shang. I just hope that you and Uncle Shang will be fine. I promise you that I will never see him again, okay?"

After Song Xier finished speaking, she thought of the scene downstairs just now, and hurriedly explained: "I just met him by chance, and we didn't have any contact. I didn't lie to you, really."

Song Xier felt that Su Mei and Shang Zhenglin liked each other and had lived a good life after being married to Shang Zhenglin for so many years.

Now, because she not only wanted to divorce Shang Zhenglin, she was also kicked out of the business. She even knitted bamboo baskets every day until every finger was cracked and her hands were covered with band-aids.

Song Xi'er looked extremely distressed, especially now that she knew that all this was because of herself, she felt distressed and blamed herself.

All the emotions were like a knife cutting into Song Xi'er's body, causing tears in her eyes to fall uncontrollably.

Song Xi'er felt sorry for Su Mei. Why didn't Su Mei feel distressed when she saw Song Xi'er like this?

"Okay, don't cry anymore, I'm divorcing your Uncle Shang... there are other reasons."

Song Xier choked up: "What's the reason?"

Su Mei paused: "Mom will tell you later."

Song Xi'er wanted to ask further, but Su Mei asked first: "Do you really not like him anymore?"

Song Xier paused and curled her fingers unconsciously.

Meeting Su Mei's gaze, her eyelashes trembled slightly, then lowered slightly.

"Yeah." She nodded.

Su Mei said nothing.

For a while, the only sound in the corridor was the sound of wind blowing from nowhere.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Mei nodded: "It's fine if you don't like it."

She raised her hand and touched Song Xi'er's head as she spoke, with a gentle look on her face: "Otherwise, it would be too painful to like someone like that."

Su Mei hugged Song Xi'er very tightly.

There is no mother who doesn’t want her daughter to be happily together with the person she likes.

But Su Mei knew very well that Shang Ji could not be her daughter's man.

"I know." Song Xi'er nodded: "I know everything."

"Okay, don't cry anymore." Su Mei let go and said with a smile: "Let's go in. If people see this, they will think something has happened to us."

Song Xier nodded and entered the house with Su Mei.

The door closed and the corridor became quiet again.

Suddenly there was a slight sound, and the door of the safe passage was opened from the inside, and Shang Ji, who was dressed in cold clothes, walked out.

His eyes fell on the closed door, his stern and deep features were cold and clear, and his dark eyes were deep and dark.

A cold wind blew out of the corridor and wrapped itself around the man's tall figure.

And hanging on his arm was a woman's bag, which Song Xi'er had just left in the car.

He just stared at it for a while, then took out his cell phone and found Song Xier's number and dialed it.

The first time, I got hung up.

The second time, I was hung up.

The third time, I was still hung up.

The fourth time...this time I couldn't get through directly.

Shang Ji lowered his eyes, the color in his deep eyes was hidden by his lowered eyelashes. His slender fingers moved quickly on the screen, and he quickly edited a message and sent it out.

Inside the door, Song Xier looked at the message that popped up on the screen. After just one glance, she turned off the screen.

……

Song Xier received a call from BST Office, informing her to come for an interview.

She originally thought that after Shang Ji intervened, her subsequent interviews would go smoothly.

But she didn't expect that even though she saw HR throwing her resume into the trash can at BST, she could still receive a call that she was approved.

This made Song Xi'er even wonder if Kang Nan knew about her interview and opened a back door for her?

But no matter what, Song Xier really didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Especially after being rejected so many times, this was the first call notifying her that she had been approved. Song Xier felt very different when she received it.

So after much thought, she decided to go.

Fortunately, after she reported to BST, it was confirmed that it was not Kangnan who opened the back door for her, but that a manager in the office happened to need an assistant, and her resume was picked up.

"Manager Jia is outside and hasn't come back yet." Zhang Lijun led Song Xi'er to her workstation: "This is your place. If you need anything, you can come to me."