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

The cafe Zheng Rou made an appointment with was downstairs in a shopping mall. When Song Xi'er arrived, Zheng Rou was already waiting there. There were a pile of shopping bags on the chairs beside her. She must have just finished shopping.

Song Xier sat down opposite: "Auntie."

Zheng Rou could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Song Xier's condition, especially her eyes, which looked like she had just cried.

Thinking of the servant at home saying that Song Xier left with Shang Ji.

At the moment, it seems that the two of them were quarreling.

Thinking of this, Zheng Rou was very happy in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

"I heard about what happened last night." Zheng Rou said softly: "Are you okay?"

Song Xi'er suddenly raised her head and pursed her lips tightly without speaking.

"Don't be nervous." Zheng Rou said, "This matter is not your fault, you are also a victim."

The waiter brought a small cake, and Zheng Rou asked her to give it to Song Xier: "Eat something sweet, you will feel much better."

The cake was exquisitely made and decorated with bright red strawberries and cocoa powder.

Song Xi'er actually doesn't like sweet food very much. She prefers spicy food to sweet food.

"Thank you." She picked up the spoon on one side and took a bite. The cake was very sweet in her mouth, and she was a little tired of the sweetness.

"Your grandpa also knows about this." Zheng Rou said again: "As you know, his old man is not in good health and he was very angry when he found out about this."

Song Xier paused and raised her head: "...Is Grandpa okay?"

"The doctor has seen it and he can't be emotionally stimulated." Zheng Rou said.

The sweetness in her mouth spread throughout her mouth, and Song Xier asked: "What do you want to say to me, auntie?"

Zheng Rou smiled: "I know you are a good boy. If something like this happens, our business will definitely not let you suffer. But..."

Zheng Rou paused: "You are from our merchant after all. If this matter gets too big, both the merchant and the company will be affected. Your grandfather will not be able to see his old friends."

"And if your uncles find out about this matter, they will probably embarrass your second brother. I think you don't want to see this happen, right?"

Zheng Rou's tone was gentle from beginning to end. When she said this, she raised her hand and held Song Xi'er's hand: "Although the Xiao family is a small family, Xiao Jie's grandfather is Linlin's grandfather. If you marry In the past and in the future, she will also be the banker’s grandson-in-law.”

After hearing this, Song Xier's always calm face finally changed.

"Auntie wants me to marry Xiao Jie?" Song Xier asked.

Zheng Rou nodded: "I heard that the Xiao family's parents have already gone to propose marriage to the second brother and your mother?"

"Yeah." Song Xi'er nodded: "But I didn't agree."

"I know you feel aggrieved." Zheng Rou said, "But if this matter really gets serious, as a girl, when the time comes -"

Song Xier: "I don't mind."

Zheng Rou choked.

"It's for your own good too." Zheng Rou said, "If you are willing to marry Xiao Jie, in addition to the dowry prepared by your second brother and your mother, I will also prepare a separate dowry for you. I will definitely let you If you marry gracefully, you won't be looked down upon."

Song Xier put down the spoon in her hand: "Auntie, have you ever seen a rape victim advised to marry her rapist?"

Zheng Rou frowned.

"I won't get married. And..." Song Xi'er said, "Nothing happened between me and Xiao Jie last night."

Zheng Rou suddenly opened her eyes wide.

how come……

How could nothing happen in a room with a man and a woman alone?

Thinking about it, Zheng Rou regained her composure and just thought that Song Xier couldn't accept it so she didn't want to admit it.

"I'm doing it for your own good." Zheng Rou said again: "Marriage will have the least impact on you."

"Thank you. I think I know better than you, auntie, what choice is best for me." Song Xier said politely, "Thank you for the cake. I have to leave beforehand."

As she was about to stand up, Zheng Rou said again: "Don't you think about your mother?"

Song Xier paused in her steps.

"I think you know better than anyone how difficult it is for your mother to raise you alone." Zheng Rou said, "Let's not talk about how distressed your mother will be when things really get serious. Let's talk about her relationship with Second brother."

"I believe you are aware of how kind my second brother has been to you mother and daughter over the years, but what you don't know is that behind all this, he is actually under a lot of pressure."

Zheng Rou sighed when she said this: "Your uncles have been trying to divide the shares in the second brother's hands for so many years. He didn't value it at first, but after meeting your mother, he no longer cares. .”

"They will definitely embarrass my second brother about your matter this time. Tell me about your mother's hard work in living the life she has now. Do you want them to be implicated because of you as a daughter?"

It must be said that Zheng Rou's words touched Song Xier's heart.

She can not care about herself, but she cannot care about her mother.

And Uncle Shang has been really good to them over the years. If it was really because of her...

Zheng Rou knew that her words had worked as soon as she saw Song Xier's reaction.

"You can think about it carefully and don't be in a hurry." Zheng Rou said, "After you think about it, tell me, and I will keep my promise to you. No matter what, you are still the daughter of my merchant, and I will definitely not let you be wronged."

Song Xier didn't say yes or no, she just left.

Just as Song Xier left, Zhuang Lin, who was sitting not far away, came over.

"Auntie, do you think she will agree?" Zhuang Lin asked.

"If she doesn't want to lose her good life now, she will agree." Zheng Rou said.

Otherwise, when things get serious, the merchant will never be able to keep her at home again.

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After Song Xier left the cafe, she found a convenience store on the roadside, went in and bought a bottle of water, and drank it in one breath.

But even so, the sweetness of the cake on her tongue was still there, so sweet that it made her feel nauseous.

She held the empty bottle in her hand, squatted on the ground with her hands on her knees, and buried her face deeply in her knees.

An incident that happened from last night to now flashes in my mind.

Song Xi'er didn't understand that things were fine between her and Shang Ji yesterday morning.

She obviously got up in the morning and ate breakfast made by him, so why did she suddenly become like this?

The tears flowed out uncontrollably, flowing down the palms of my hands, and then blended into the fabric of the clothes. From the warmth at the beginning, they turned into coldness at the end.

The wind got stronger, and dark clouds slowly began to gather in the distant sky.

After a while, the originally cloudy sky began to slowly drizzle, falling on people with a chill in their hearts.

People on the roadside have quickened their pace, running or taking taxis, walking in a hurry.

Only Song Xier squatted there in the same posture, as if she couldn't feel it. The thin sweater on her body was gradually soaked by the increasing rain.

Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps in the drizzle.

Finally, the owner of the feet stopped in front of Song Xi'er, and then a black umbrella hit Song Xi'er's head, blocking her from the wisps of coolness.