Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 112 Her Life Experience
Cui Fenglan finally left in despair.

After all, nothing is more important to her than money, and Song Yuening's decision to donate the inheritance would be tantamount to killing her.

The eldest uncle and second uncle, relying on themselves as Song Yuening's elders, were reluctant to leave.

The second uncle even came close to Song Yuening and pretended to be concerned.

"Yue Ning, why didn't you tell me earlier that Lu Sheng left you such a large amount of money? I'm telling you, you can't hand over this money. This is our family's money..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old lady.

"Boss, Second Brother, Ning Ning and I still have something to say. There are not many rooms at home and you can't accommodate them. You'd better go back to the hotel quickly."

The old lady personally issued the "expulsion order". Although the eldest uncle and the second uncle were unwilling to do so, they still took care of the bankbook in her hand and the huge sum of money Song Yuening had in her possession, so they still turned around and left.

Without the eyesore, the house suddenly became much cleaner, and the coldness in Song Yuening's eyes gradually faded away.

She turned around and threw herself into the old lady's arms, burying her face in her neck.

"Grandma, I really miss you."

Song Yuening smelled the faint smell of washing powder on her body and felt extremely relieved.

She has been too tired these past few days, but her spirit has been tense. Now that she is with her grandma, she can finally relax and take a good rest.

"Ningning, grandma is sorry for you. If I had known there would be such a mess, maybe grandma shouldn't have brought you home in the first place..."

The old lady sighed heavily, her eyes gradually becoming vacant.

She murmured: "...If I leave you there, maybe a richer and better family will take you back, so that my Ning Ning can live a good life."

Or maybe, her relatives will come back to find her?

Her voice was very low when she said this. If Song Yuening was not lying on her neck, she might not have been able to hear her clearly.

She suddenly raised her head from the old lady's arms, shook her head firmly and stubbornly.

"Grandma, don't say that."

She was brought home by her grandma. If it weren't for her grandma, she might have died long ago.

Grandma is her relative and her savior, and she doesn't want her to have such thoughts.

"Grandma, you have never been a burden to me, but you are the only relative who is good to me. Without you, maybe I would have frozen to death on the street, so don't say that, okay?"

Seeing the tears flashing faintly in Song Yuening's eyes, the old lady turned away and wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

"You silly kid, you are the only one who feels this way."

Song Yuening took her hand back to the room and wrapped the blanket around the old lady. Seeing that her slightly pale cheeks were a little more red, Song Yuening also relaxed a little.

She took the old lady's hand, sat next to her, leaned her head on her shoulder, and asked softly.

"Grandma, why did you take me home in the first place?"

Since she was a child, she only knew that she was picked up by her grandmother and did not know the specific circumstances.

And yesterday's chat with Gu Xun and Grandma Gu made her a little emotional, and she inevitably became a little curious about her life experience.

"You were only a little older at that time. You looked like you had just been born and had not yet been weaned. Your face turned red when you cried in your swaddling clothes. I looked distressed, so I walked over and hugged you."

The old lady smiled and stretched out her hand to gesture, then put her hand on her arm and patted her gently, as if she was coaxing her to sleep when she was a child. "I originally wanted to send you to an orphanage, but when you smiled at me, I felt that your child was destined for me. Since no one wants you, then I want it. No matter what, I must treat this child well. Take the child home and raise him well.”

These words made Song Yuening feel happy and a little sad at the same time.

She lowered her eyes, covering up the sadness in her eyes, and said softly.

"Not long after I was born, they abandoned me outside even before I was weaned off my breasts. It seems that my parents really don't want me anymore..."

Since her birth was so unanticipated, why was she allowed to be born into this world?
Song Yuening couldn't figure it out. The more he thought about it, the more the suppressed emotions surged up in his heart.

But the old lady shook her head. She raised her hand and touched Song Yuening's head.

"I think your parents love you. Maybe they abandoned you because they had no choice, or maybe... you weren't abandoned at all."

Wasn't it discarded?

Song Yuening raised her head and looked at her in surprise, as if she didn't understand why she came to such a conclusion.

The old lady lifted up the hem of her clothes, took off a cloth bag sewn inside the clothes, and opened it folded and folded.

I saw an ancient gold bracelet lying in the center of the cloth bag.

"Actually, I followed your uncle and the others to the city this time because I wanted you to know my life experience."

The old lady picked up the bracelet and solemnly handed it to Song Yuening's hand.

"I found this bracelet when you were a baby. It didn't look like something that ordinary people could afford. I was worried that you would lose it when you were young, so I never gave it to you. Later..."

The old lady paused and sighed: "Later, when you came to City A, I was worried that your uncle would take this thing away, so I kept hiding it and didn't let it appear. After so many years, this thing It’s time to return the property to its original owner.”

Song Yuening did not speak, but looked down at the bracelet in her hand.

She subconsciously touched the pattern on it, feeling indescribable in her heart.

Although she didn't understand gold jewelry, she could tell that it was worth a lot of money, especially the exquisite carvings on it, which made it look like it was made by a famous artist.

She thought she was abandoned, but since she was abandoned, why did she leave such valuable things on her body?
Song Yuening couldn't figure it out, and the thoughts in her mind were in a mess, like a knotted ball of yarn.

The old lady looked at her with gentle eyes and told her everything she knew.

"And Ning Ning, I saw you on a bench not far from the airport. I think you were stolen."

"Looking at this bracelet, you should be the daughter of a wealthy family. The trafficker stole you, maybe to ask for ransom from your family, but then maybe something unexpected happened that made him change his mind, so he just left you there. .”

The old lady watched Song Yuening suddenly raise her head, and touched her cheek with calloused fingers, stroking her gently.

"Ning Ning, grandma thinks that you are not an abandoned child, you should be a little princess who was raised by a wealthy family."

Song Yuening was completely stunned. Her clear eyes were filled with disbelief and her mind became dazed.

"...Me? How is this possible?"

For so many years, she had thought that she was an orphan and had never longed for parental affection.

But today, grandma described a life to her that was completely different from her current life.

How can she accept this?
(End of this chapter)