Chapter 36 Song Tingyu, You Don't Deserve to Be Weixi's Father (1)

Chapter 36 Song Tingyu, you don't deserve to be Vichy's father (1)

Su ran kissed his little face, "It's okay, Vichy. Don't be afraid."

She gently patted him on the shoulder, comforting him as she spoke. Just as she was about to turn around and take him away, someone suddenly came out of the crowd. Before anyone could react, a crisp slap came from the air.

When they saw the person standing in front of them, everyone gasped.

I never expected this person to be Shen Jing.

Su Ran only felt a burning pain on her face, and it wasn't enough for Shen Jing to slap her. He almost went up to her and fought with her, only to be dragged away by Song Mingxuan who followed him.

"What are you doing? Follow me now!"

But her voice was filled with resentment, "Su Ran, if anything happens to zhirui, I won't let you go...!"

What had happened at the annual Song shi event was enough to make others laugh, but Shen Jing rushed out again, because baizhirui slapped Su Ran and even threatened her fiercely. This situation was too strange, I'm afraid it would only appear in the movies.

Song Tingyu had left, and now only Song Mingxuan was left to clean up the mess.

The so-called annual meeting could not continue, so the guests were slowly sent away.

Song Weixi's eyes were red, and he held one side of Su Ran's cheek with his little hand, "Mom, let me blow it for you. Do you hurt?"

As he spoke, he really leaned his little head over and exhaled softly.

Su Ran felt her eyes getting warmer and warmer, but she tried hard to hold them back, breathing steadily and shaking her head, "It's okay, mom doesn't hurt. Let's go home."

When she left with Song Weixi in her arms, she happened to meet Song Mingxuan who was escorting the guests away, and Shen Jing was no longer around him. She wondered if she had rushed to see Bai Zhirui.

Song Mingxuan walked over, rubbed Song Weixi's hair with his hand, and then said to su ran, "Don't think too much about it. Take Vichy back to rest first."

"I see, dad."

Because she came with Song Tingyu, Su Ran didn't drive. Now that Song Tingyu had left, she had to take Song Weixi back in a taxi.

On the way back, Song Weixi had been tightly in her arms, so one could imagine how scared she was.

When she returned to the The song family, Madam song was furious. Although she did not attend the annual meeting of the The song family, it did not mean that she did not have eyes and ears there. She knew everything that had happened at the annual meeting.

She slapped the floor with her walking stick and her face turned ugly, "I knew it would be bad for that actress to come back! A good annual meeting. Well, now it's the laughing stock of Ancheng!"

There were a few old Song shi employees standing next to them, and none of them dared to say much because of Madam song's anger.

Madam song's anger dissipated when she saw Su Ran and her son come in. She had always valued Song Weixi as her great-grandson the most. Naturally, she did not want to get angry in front of him, so she quickly waved to song Vichy, "Vichy, come over to great-grandmother."

Song Weixi walked over, and she immediately took him into her arms, "Good baby, were you scared just now?"

Song Weixi put his arm around her shoulder, "Great-grandmother, I saw that aunt bullying her mother, but I didn't push her. She fell down by accident..."

"Granny zeng knows. She knows. Our Vichy is a good boy. Why would she do that?" Madam song quickly comforted him and stroked his head with his old hand, "Vichy, don't be afraid and don't take care of this. Grandma knows it has nothing to do with you. You didn't do anything wrong, okay?"

Song Weixi nodded with red eyes.

Madam song handed him to Su Ran, "Ran Ran, take Vichy up to rest. Don't think too much about tonight."

Su Ran was actually quite moved at the moment, because no one around them had seen the situation with their own eyes.

All they saw was that baizhirui rolled down the stairs and fell into a pool of blood, while she and Vichy stood on the stairs.

So of course, all the blame would be directed at her.

Someone told old Mrs. Song about the situation in the annual meeting, but she couldn't tell the details. However, under such circumstances, Madam song still believed her.

Madam song was a rational person. She didn't mean that she believed Su Ran because she hated Bai Zhirui.

She really believed her.

Su Ran understood that.

Su Ran took Song Weixi upstairs to his room and spent a lot of time comforting him before he slowly fell asleep.

What happened today was really hard for a child of such a young age to accept.

Su Ran was extremely upset to see such a situation.

After Song Weixi fell asleep, Su Ran did not leave immediately. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. She thought too much about what happened tonight. It was too chaotic and tired, so she finally fell asleep beside him.

She did not know how long she had been asleep until a pair of hands patted her shoulder before she woke up.

Madam song stood next to her with a look of pity on his face, "Ran Ran, go back to sleep. It's cold. You'll catch a cold if you sleep here. Vichy will be taken care of by a nanny."

Su ran nodded, reached out to turn off the light, followed Madam song out of Song Weixi's room, and sent her back to her room, "Grandma, you should rest early too."

When she returned to her room, she looked at the time, and it was almost twelve o' clock.

Bai Zhirui didn't know what was going on, but no matter what, Song Tingyu must be heartbroken, so he won't be back tonight.

And Shen Jing would probably stay there too.

She cared so much about Bai Zhirui, why didn't she want to leave?

Su Ran left her phone on the bed, kicked off her shoes, and zipped up her dress. She had told herself not to think about today. She needed a bath and a good sleep.

But when she pulled down the chain and took off the dress, she still thought of Bai Zhirui.

She might... Be pregnant...

She was pregnant with Song Tingyu's child...

Suddenly, the air around her was so thin that she could hardly breathe. She frowned and clutched her chest tightly.

The door of the room was opened at this time.

She hurriedly covered herself with her dress and looked towards the door.

It was Song Tingyu who came back.

He was still wearing the clothes that appeared at the annual meeting, but the suit jacket had been taken off and covered Bai Zhirui's body, so now he was only wearing a white shirt, and the cuffs he rolled up were covered with dried blood.