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The frustration in her heart couldn’t be reduced, so naturally her tone wasn’t very good.

Mrs. Song was clearly holding her breath as well, but after all she was older and had experienced quite a bit, her emotions quickly adjusted. She wiped her mouth and said in a low voice, “Everything has been handled, don’t worry.”

“Really? Then…”

Song Yuan sat up, her voice uncontrollably loud. Mrs. Song immediately gestured for silence and pointed to Mr. Song, shaking her head.

Song Yuan bit her lip, holding back the rest of her words.

“Your father called me and said you wanted us to step forward and entrust you to the Bo Family?”

Song Yuan’s eyelid twitched, “I was thinking, you and dad are busy, you can’t just drop everything because of me. It would be better to entrust me to someone reliable, so you can be at ease.”

Mrs. Song wasn’t as easy to fool as Mr. Song. She was naturally aware of her daughter’s intentions.

“In a few days, I’ll find an excuse to coax your father to return to the Capital City with me, and I’ll visit Old Madam Bo myself.”

“Really?”

Song Yuan was overjoyed, “Then how about tomorrow, mom you can go tomorrow. Oh right, Grandma Bo likes the pastries from Hibiscus Square, I’ll give you the address so you can buy some and take them…Mom, why are you looking at me like that?”

Mrs. Song squinted her eyes, came over to sit on the edge of the bed, “Yuan Yuan, you’re too impatient. I know you’re anxious, in two months Bo Yanching will get married. You want to stop it in a short time, so you’re understandably in disarray. But no matter how anxious you are, you have to carry yourself well, so no one can detect what’s on your mind.”

Song Yuan bit her lower lip, her nose gradually reddening. “Mom, I…I really don’t know what to do. I truly didn’t expect that Nan Jiaojiao, with such lowly birth, could make Third Brother Bo insist on marrying her. I…what should I do?”

“Keep your composure.”

Mrs. Song patted her, gesturing towards the bed next door, reminding her that some things cannot be said carelessly, even if Mr. Song was asleep.

“Remember, you’re marrying into the Bo Family to recuperate. As for when your leg injury heals, you should manage that yourself. You can’t linger in the Bo Family for too long, always leave yourself an escape route, understand?”

Song Yuan lifted her tearful eyes, “But if I move into the Bo Family and still can’t change Third Brother Bo’s mind? He’s still going to marry that woman Nan Jiaojiao?”

“Then you have to ask yourself why it didn’t succeed.”

Mrs. Song wasn’t trying to block her, and after criticizing, she comforted, “Don’t worry, with me here, if I had been as impatient as you back then, you wouldn’t be the only daughter of the Song family. I endured for many years before I managed to drive your dad’s ex-wife away. Your uncle spent his whole life with one woman, after his wife’s death, he’s been dispirited. Now, I call the shots both inside and outside the Song family, who dares to look down on me.”

Song Yuan’s expression faltered, she still bit her lip, her chin trembling slightly.

She had heard bits and pieces of what her parents went through back then, but each time she heard even a little, she felt terrified.

She didn’t have such courage.

“I understand, I’ll listen to you.”

Mrs. Song smiled with satisfaction, helping her lie down, “Get some sleep, everything can wait until you wake up. The road ahead is long, it’s too early to see who has the upper hand. The one who laughs last is the victor.”

Mrs. Song’s words were like a calming pill. Exhausted from the whole day, Song Yuan soon fell asleep after lying down.

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