Chapter 547

Song Qingcheng was stunned, "where's my mother?"

"I dressed up and went out in the morning, maybe I'm going to visit relatives. "

Song's words are obviously unrealistic. Where can they have relatives if they have such three outlooks?

"Oh, if there's nothing else, I'll be busy first." Song Qingcheng was anxious to know where his mother had gone and wanted to hang up.

"Then you're busy. Hang up."

Song Qingcheng didn't wait to talk, the phone has been hung up. Song Qingcheng is thoughtful.

"Qing Cheng, what's the matter?" Xin Yue saw her in a daze and asked.

"It's OK. I'll make a phone call." Song Qingcheng is going out to call his mother, but after two steps, he gives up.

Grandma said that her mother was dressed up to go out, and did not say where to go This is definitely not my mother's usual way of doing things.

Is

Mother went to Ji's alone?

"Xinyue, take care of the store. I have something to do. Go back." After that, she put down her mobile phone, took off her work clothes and coat, and took her coat from the sofa in a hurry.

"Are you all right, in such a hurry?" Xin Yue asked.

"It's OK. I'll go back."

"Back to Ji's house?" Xin Yue casually asked one more question.

"Well." When song Qingcheng answered, he had already changed his clothes.

"Then be careful yourself."

"Good."

Song Qingcheng hurried downstairs with her bag. The mobile phone lying on the desk, but forgotten.

……

Song's mother completely told the truth of the twenty years later to the second mother. After hearing the truth, the stepmother sat there motionless for a long time.

Both of them were silent. In the quiet air, a sadness was fermenting.

The stepmother thought that when she learned the truth, she cried bitterly, but she didn't. Tears seem to be dry, a drop can not flow out.

The restless heart in my chest didn't jump so fast, but calmed down. It's like time is so static, everything doesn't need to face.

But

This stillness did not last long.

"Xiaoqin, no matter how many mistakes I make, I always ask for your forgiveness, but there is one thing I hope you can promise me." Since the face of reality, but the heart is not clear than song's words.

The stepmother is still silent.

Song's mother continued: "the feelings between Qingcheng and Zhengting, you must have seen more than me and understood more than me. I hope you can help me hide the secret of Qingcheng's life, and don't let her suffer unnecessary harm. "

This is the main purpose of her coming today. However, this sentence makes the stepmother suddenly excited.

The stepmother suddenly stood up and walked towards song's mother step by step. Her eyes were scarlet. "What about my daughter? Why did you tell her the truth, why Why? "

At the end of the day, Ji Mu's mood is out of control. She pinches her shoulders and shakes her.

Song's mother shook her head helplessly, "I didn't, it's really not what I said..."

The stepmother didn't listen to it, but with hatred for it, she gritted her teeth and said, "twenty one years ago, you were good at advocating that your child should be my child. Twenty one years later, you took her away from me in this cruel way. Liang Xiaoyu, why are you so cruel? Why are you so cruel to me?"

The whole body of the excited stepmother was shaking.

"Xiaoqin, you are calm." Song's mother stood up and supported her with great grief. "At the beginning, I just wanted to get rid of Nange's only wish. He didn't have the heart to see you suffer for the loss of your child, so he had to replace your child with my child. Over the years, I've been more miserable than living. But I don't regret it, because that's the last thing I can do for Nange, and that's the last thing he can do for you. "

Thinking of the man who was desperate for himself, the tears of the stepmother suddenly rolled down again, and said: "but have you ever thought about how much pain your selfish behavior caused me? Why do you hide me for so many years, why do you appear in my life? Why is Lingling your child? If it wasn't for you, our family would be happy. It's all about you, you and song Qingcheng... "

Song's mother shook her head and her eyes were red. "No Please don't blame the city. You can hate me and blame me, even if you beat me. But please don't blame my downfall. She is a miserable child. She was abandoned at birth, and I didn't let her have a good day. I beg you, please don't let her know about it. I beg you, Xiaoqin. "

Having said that, song's mother weeped to kneel down.

"Ma..."

All of a sudden, a voice came, which shocked song's mother and Ji's mother. Especially song mu, she is too familiar with this voice.I realized that even if she died, she would never forget.

The rigid and trembling body slowly turns around, and song Qingcheng just stands at the door. The light outside is very dazzling. She can't see her face clearly. She can only see a pair of red eyes, and the hidden sadness at the bottom of her eyes.

Song's mother looked at her in amazement. Her face was even whiter than before It's a beautiful city... "

Although I don't know when she came, her appearance gave song's mother a bad, very bad premonition.

Did she hear what she said just now

"Ma..." Song Qingcheng stepped forward and came step by step. His eyes, which seemed calm but hidden in the stormy waves, were staring at his mother. Approaching, she is still calm mouth, "you just said Ji Ling is your child?"

"Qing Cheng..." Song's mother looks at her daughter painfully, and doesn't know how to explain it.

"Who am I? Who am I? "

It took a long time to say "who am I?". When he spoke again, song Qingcheng's voice trembled uncontrollably. There was a layer of mist under his eyes. Under the mist, there was pain and despair.

"Qing Cheng..." Mother song shed tears of grief.

Song Qingcheng stares at his mother obstinately, and tries not to let the tears in her eyes come out. Seeing her mother's pain, she is also in pain. But she can't accept this cruel fact, and she doesn't want to believe it.

……

Ji Zhengting has been worried about song Qingcheng's physical condition. He takes time to call her again.

However, when the phone was connected, it was not her voice.

"Mr. Ji, I'm Xinyue, Qingcheng. She just left in a hurry and left her mobile phone in the store." It's Xin Yue who answers the phone.

Ji Zhengting frowned slightly, "where has she gone?"

"It's like going home; it should be something. I answered the phone and left in a hurry."

"I see. Thank you."

"Well, she's back to your house." On the phone, Xin Yue added.

"Good." Ji Zhengting hung up in a hurry. Without thinking much, he took his coat from the chair and left in a hurry.