Chapter 93: Returning to Her Hometown

  "Wouldn't General Shao also think I'm magnanimous if I were to plead with him?" Su Yu grasped my arm, like a drowning person clutching at a lifeline.

  Her love is too humble.

  In my heart, I only felt sympathy and pity for her, and couldn't bear to look at her expression. All I said was: "Right, he must feel that way because you're really very magnanimous." Heaven knows this is what I truly think, because in my opinion, Su Yu is indeed very magnanimous, even a bit too much so - if it were me, I would have taken out the knife and gotten rid of Song Mingyan long ago...

  After finishing speaking, I gathered my emotions and left with Su Yu together.

  Song Ming was surrounded by my practical mother, talking non-stop. I looked at his painful and helpless expression, feeling very happy in my heart. He saw me secretly laughing and almost couldn't resist the urge to strangle me to death.

  I suppressed my smile and walked to my parents' side, saying I wanted to go in and say a few intimate words, asking my sister to entertain Song Ming first. Father was naturally willing, but Mother was very unwilling, yet she couldn't say anything because of Song Ming's presence, so she could only follow me into the room.

  I went into the house and sat down directly on the kang. Father and mother looked at me, exchanged a glance with each other, and finally it was my mother who spoke up: "Su'er, your father and I see that you are living a good life now, and there is dignity in your face. I have already heard from the family servant who came to report that you are highly valued by the people of the Marquis's household, so even the General's household does not dare to neglect you."

  I pursed my lips and didn't speak, but I still felt resentful in my heart.

  "I thought it was just a matter of having enough food and clothing, but now that I see you like this, your parents can rest assured." My useless father added.

  I didn't want to say those hurtful words, so I suppressed my anger and said lightly: "This is probably the path Su Su should take, and I have no way out, blaming who can't be blamed, resenting who can't be resented."

  The two old men looked at each other, both with a hint of apology in their eyes.

  While Father was not paying attention, Mother suddenly and mysteriously leaned in close to me, whispering softly into my ear: "Su'er, has Song Second Young Master shared a room with you?"

  I stared at her blankly, still unable to react.

  "Mother asked if he could make it?" Mother's voice was even lower and more mysterious.