Chapter 11 No Problem
Song Yan was not surprised to hear that Song Lan also wanted to steal Furong's luck. With her overly cautious attitude, Song Lan would rather think about stealing everyone's luck than get into trouble. "I knew Song Lan would try something with Furong. That purple aura is enough to make the most stable ghost master salivate. With Song Lan's greedy nature, do you think she will let Furong go? A woman like this will never know when to stop."
Fang Yanli smacked her lips, "You're right, isn't my dad the same? He has everything, but he still wags his tail in front of that slutty woman." She shook her head, her flesh rotten. Her cheeks trembled: "By the way, do you have any way to save your sister-in-law?"
Song Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why should I do this? If she died, it was because she was stupid enough to believe someone like Song Lan. Why should I bring unnecessary trouble to such a woman?"
As soon as Song Lan finished talking to Fang Yanli, Fu Chen woke up, his eyes were slightly red. Seeing him like this, Song Yan didn't want to continue the conversation with Fang Yanli, and waved her hand to break the ghost wall. After the wall disappeared, Fang Yanli returned to the ghost ring on her finger, and the voice that was originally blocked also returned.
"Did you sleep well, dear?" Song Yan held Fu Chen on his lap and wiped his sweaty face. The small apartment that Song Lingyan brought was not like the one in Fu's house. It did not have air conditioning.
"Yeah." Fu Chen knew that his mother was going to divorce his father, but he didn't say anything. He was a smart child. There were many children from single-parent families in the kindergarten he attended. He fully understood what divorce meant. He was often bullied by his uncles and aunts, and without the protection of his father, he supported his mother's divorce.
Without his father, he and his mother would not be bullied by his uncle and aunt, which was enough for him. He also heard what Uncle Song said before going to bed. He didn't understand most of it, but he understood that Uncle Song was not satisfied with his father because his father could not protect his mother. If so many people were like this, then he had better leave.
His grandfather told him that as a man, he should protect his mother, but his father did not protect his mother, so what kind of man is his father?
He hugged his mother's neck and whispered, "Chenchen will protect his mother. Chenchen doesn't need a father."
Song Yan felt guilty when she heard his sensible words. She wanted to take back her decision to divorce Fu Yusheng, but she couldn't do it. As long as Fu Yusheng and she were tied together, Song Lan would never stop attacking. For her and her son's safety, she had to stay away from Fu Yusheng. She pulled Fu Chen back and released the hug, looking at her son's face with her dark eyes. Seeing that her son was not angry or unhappy with her, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She smiled gently and rubbed her nose with Fu Chen's little nose, "I know you are sad because we are leaving your father, but Chenchen, you don't have to be sad, only your mother will leave your father. If you want, you can see your father anytime."
“Can I, can I? Will Daddy see me? Will he be angry because I chose Mommy?” Fu Chen hardly knew his father. The last time he saw his father was when he was five years old. His father came to congratulate him. Fu Chen, who had never seen his father, was ecstatic. He stared at his father all night hoping to imprint his father’s image in his mind, but in the end, no matter how smart he was, he was still a child after all, and a child’s memory is flickering… In the end, after trying for so long, Fu Chen could only remember that his father was very strict and stoic, and never smiled.
"Of course not, why would he?" Song Yan stroked Fu Chen's furry head and said, "If your father wanted you to choose him, then he should spend more time with you instead of dealing with those old documents and homework."
Hearing this, Fu Chen looked a little relieved, turned his head to look at his mother, and was about to say something, but at this moment, the door of the room opened, and Song Lingyan, wearing an apron with "Kiss the Chef" written on it, strode in with her long legs and hugged Fu Chen in her arms: "Chenchen, let's go, Uncle Song has made a lot of good things for you."
Fu Chen was lifted high up by his uncle and clapped his hands, and he chuckled. He had a father, but his father was too busy and had no time to play with him. Now that he had Song Lingyan to play with him, Fu Chen's mood suddenly became sour, and he walked happily to the restaurant with Uncle Song. All the steaming dishes were placed on the table.
Song Yan looked at her brother's tall back, pursed her lips, and smiled somewhat mockingly. Thinking of her brother's death, he couldn't even see his son when he was alive... She still remembered her brother's happy expression when he learned that he was going to die, and her heart suddenly burned with anger. A father. But all the joy was shattered because of Song Lan!
Her brother could have been a very good father, but this opportunity was taken away because of Song Lan. In this life, it would be a waste if she didn't let Song Lan live the life of a street rat.