Chapter 1614 - 1314: Never to Meet Again Across Lifetimes (Part 3)

Chapter 1614: Chapter 1314: Never to Meet Again Across Lifetimes (Part 3)

After he finished speaking, he let go of her, holding back his rage, and growled, "Get out—"

Ji Xiangling’s breath almost stopped as Song Yansheng suddenly released her, making her quickly feel like she was alive again.

But the next second, Song Yansheng’s words pierced her thoroughly.

She leaned against the sofa, gasping for air, and looked at Song Yansheng with disbelief: "You’re telling me to get out?"

Song Yansheng glared at her and said, "Yes, I’m telling you to get out, immediately, far away..."

Ji Xiangling still couldn’t believe it. She trembled as she stood up, took a couple of steps toward him, lifted her head to look at him: "A Yu, it’s me, I’m Xiangling, the Xiangling who’s been with you abroad for seven years, are you really telling me to get out?"

Song Yansheng looked down at her, his gaze almost void of warmth, and repeated, "Yes, you, get out of here immediately... get out..."

"A Yu, how can you be like this, you..."

The sound of a "slap—" interrupted Ji Xiangling’s words, accompanied by her startled cry as she stumbled back.

Song Yansheng had mercilessly slapped Ji Xiangling across the face.

And he hit hard, causing Ji Xiangling to fall back onto the sofa again, her entire left cheek slightly throbbing, her ears ringing.

She was completely stunned, dumbfounded, and at a loss for what to do.

She almost wasn’t aware of what had just happened...

Only a thought flashed through her mind: Song Yansheng hit her, Song Yansheng actually hit her...

But before she could fully grasp that realization, Song Yansheng’s explosive shout came again: "Stop talking nonsense to me, get out, get out now, out—"

Ji Xiangling was so frightened by the shout that she nearly collapsed.

She didn’t dare say another word, trembling with fear as she grabbed her bag and practically fled out the door of the private room.

The door wasn’t closed, he could almost hear Ji Xiangling running away and screaming, clearly startled.

He stood inside the private room, reached up to rub his brow, just feeling overwhelmingly agitated.

That agitation was unbearable, pressing on his heart painfully.

He shouted "ah—" loudly, grabbing the wine bottle on the table and smashing it against the wall.

Then he kicked over the vase on the table...

The waitstaff in the hallway heard the noise and came over, seeing Song Yansheng going crazy inside, dared not ask a thing.

...

That night, the air was as cool as water, T City seemed peaceful, but in truth, it wasn’t peaceful at all.

After leaving the bar, Song Yansheng returned to the old residence.

By then, it was already early morning, and the old residence was very quiet, everyone was resting, including Xu Ling.

Song Yansheng didn’t return to his bedroom, instead going directly to Yu Yao’s room.

Aunt Tong was no longer around, and a maid had laid a floor mat beside Yu Yao’s bed to take care of her.

The maid was startled to see Song Yansheng and exclaimed, "Mr..."

Song Yansheng gestured for her to leave and said, "You can go sleep now, tonight I’ll watch over the lady!"

The maid frowned, "How can that be? Sir, you’re already very tired, and your health isn’t good..."

"I told you to go back so go, stop wasting so many words!"

Song Yansheng’s tone was evidently unpleasant, and the maid was scared into silence, nodded, and turned to leave.

With the maid gone, only Song Yansheng and Yu Yao remained in the room.

He went to sit by the bed and looked at the sleeping Yu Yao, unable to describe his feelings.

Fifteen years ago, when the Song Family encountered trouble, he was only fourteen years old.

His mother, Yu Yao, wasn’t even thirty-seven yet, as a woman, she had every opportunity to start anew.

But she didn’t, she dedicated herself for him, for Father, for the Song Family, enduring for fifteen years.

These fifteen years, she bore burdens and pain beyond what ordinary women could endure.

She did right by the Song Family, and also by him.

He couldn’t harbor any resentment towards his mother, nor did he have the right.

He always hoped his mother could accept Shi Nuan deep down, believing in his mother’s affection for him, and that she was a reasonable woman.

But he forgot that extreme circumstances lead to opposite outcomes; mother’s past experiences led to her distrust of everything around her.

She’s afraid Nuannuan would harm her son...

He understands his mother and also hopes she understands him...

But ultimately, he didn’t do well enough, leading to the present situation with the two most important women in his life.

This is all his fault, his alone.

He reached out to hold Yu Yao’s hand, in the dim light, fleeting light flickering in his eyes.

Tears fell, bit by bit, soaking Yu Yao’s palm.

Yu Yao’s fingers trembled slightly, Song Yansheng thought she had woken up and hurriedly called out, "Mom..."

But Yu Yao didn’t respond, she continued to sleep quietly, her brow slightly furrowed, as if she was dreaming, and it was, a nightmare.

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