As If It Was Glowing
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ling Sheng thought that she had fallen out with her mother and would not want the money she had given her. She did not expect her to accept it. It was not appropriate for her to get involved in other people’s family matters, so she went to the kitchen to prepare dumplings for her.
However, just as she entered the kitchen, she heard a commotion. When she ran over, she saw Song Yiyan carrying the snacks and money and throwing them downstairs.
"Song Yiyan!" Ling Sheng shouted, but it was too late to stop her. "High rise littering is dangerous, I’ll call the police to arrest you."
It was so dangerous. What if she hit someone? Even if it didn’t hit people, it wouldn’t be good if it hit the plants!
Mother Song had just reached the first floor and was standing opposite the dilapidated apartment building. The lights were still on so her daughter must be at home, she just didn’t want to see her.
When the stuff was thrown down, she was not surprised at all. She looked up at the figure standing by the window and her tears fell.
"I have nothing to do with the Song family now." Song Yiyan looked down at the woman standing in front of her and said coldly, "Don’t come here anymore."
As long as that father of hers could not use her to threaten her weak mother, he would not lay his hands on her uncles who were burdens!
"Song Yiyan." Qiao Zhengyu shouted angrily. "How can you treat your mother like this? Your mother came all the way here while avoiding your father. Do you still have a heart?"
Song Yiyan glanced at him. Oh, so it was her useless uncle who would cry to her sister and beg her brother-in-law for help whenever something happened at home.
"Zhengyu, stop talking." Qiao Yuan pulled her younger brother and stopped him from speaking. Isn’t it right for her to come and see her daughter?
"Sister, look at her. How dare she? Unfilial daughter!" Qiao Zhengyu was furious at the mention of her. He pointed at her and shouted, "Song Yiyan, get down here!"
Song Yiyan looked at her uncle, who only knew how to be unreasonable. She sneered and slammed the window shut. She didn’t even look at him.
If the Qiao family was useful, they would not allow their daughter to compromise on everything and live in fear. She would not need to mindlessly support her younger brother and be looked down upon by her husband and her in-laws’ family!
He was a useless piece of trash. How dare he shout at her!
"Sister, just let her stay outside for a few days. When she can’t go on anymore, she’ll go back and beg Brother-in-law," Qiao Zhengyu said angrily.
No matter what, she was just a little girl. The
This wretched girl ruined his plan. If she married the Dongfang family, the Qiao family would benefit as well.
Currently, he was negotiating with the Dongfang family on a business that could earn him a lot of money. Because of her, the Dongfang family was also making things difficult for him. In just a week, he had lost a lot of money.
Qiao Yuan wanted to say a few words to her daughter, but she was afraid that it would be too late and she would disturb the neighbor’s rest. She sighed uncomfortably and looked at him. "You should talk less. Let’s go!"
Qiao Zhengyu cursed and spat a few more times. He looked at the window on the top floor threateningly. That wretched girl, she would regret it sooner or later. When she was at her wit’s end, she would still have to return to the Song family.
Damn it, she was always causing trouble for him. Looking at the woman who got into the car, his eyes darted around and a sinister light flashed past his eyes.
Song Yiyan watched the car drive away, and the image of her useless uncle flashed in her mind.
"Yanyan, it’s time to eat." Ling Sheng came out with steaming hot dumplings.
There were a total of three layers of dumplings, and they were all carefully written with stuffing. The elegant handwriting was clearly written by a beautiful woman.
The first layer was made of mackerel dumplings, the second layer was made of pickled vegetables, and the third layer was made of crab roe. It was written in bold font, "Two at once, no more than that."
Ling Sheng knew that the dumplings were all Mother Song’s love for her daughter. She obediently steamed four crab roe dumplings, two each for her and Song Yiyan.
When Song Yiyan saw the dumplings, she thought they were made by Ji Xing. However, when she tasted the filling, she tightened her grip on her chopsticks. Her expression changed and she felt choked up.
That mother of hers truly loved her and her love could never be faked. She had loved eating the dumplings that she made since she was young.
The Song family had servants and chefs. Her father was a high and mighty man, so he always thought that cooking and cleaning were the servants’ duty. Every time he saw her making dumplings, he would get angry.
In order to let her eat the dumplings that she made, she would always secretly cook them for her behind the man’s back.
Some things, even if deliberately ignored, would still corrode one’s nerves like a virus.
When Ling Sheng saw her expression, she knew that she must have realized that the taste of the food made by her mother would never change.
Song Yiyan was really hungry. After eating a plate, she snatched away the plate that Ling Sheng was eating and asked her to eat something else.
That useless man was angry with her yesterday and stopped cooking, he didn’t even prepare a boxed lunch for her. The boxed lunch from the production team was so disgusting that it grossed her out. She had been starving for the entire day.
Ling Sheng looked at her eating like a vicious wolf and wanted to expose her. This dumpling was made by her mother. She had already thrown away the snacks that she had sent over, does she want to spit out what she had eaten?
When Huo Ci and Nangong Lengyu came over, Ling Sheng was almost falling asleep. When she heard the knock on the door, she stood up groggily and wanted to open the door.
Song Yiyan had already opened the door. She smiled at them and greeted sweetly, "Hello, Uncle and Auntie."
Huo Ci nodded at her and glanced into the flat. He could not help but frown.
It was smaller than his bathroom and there wasn’t even a living room. There was only one bedroom and a bathroom that was less than two square meters. It was like a kitchen that was difficult to turn around in.
Nangong Lengyu looked at the tiny house in front of her and sighed. Uncle Song and the rest were too much. How could they bear to force their little princess into such a state? How could anyone live in such a place!?
"The place is small, feel free to sit." Song Yiyan smiled. "What do you guys want to drink? I only have juice and water at home."
Nangong Lengyu felt that the feeling she gave off had completely changed. She no longer had the timidness she had when she met a stranger. She was generous and cheerful, as though she was glowing.
Huo Ci looked at Ling Sheng and realized that the wretched girl stood at the same spot and seemed to be in a daze after she saw them. She did not even greet them.. Instead, he glanced at her in disdain. "Are you stupid? Don’t you know us?"