Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 255 An Answer

Seeing the familiar figure from a distance, Liang Weirong heaved a sigh of relief and quickly followed.

At this time, it was nearly midnight. Although Hong Kong was known as the "city that never sleeps", the people on the street had gradually dispersed.Not many people noticed Song Xiaoye and Liang Weirong who were walking quickly across the road one after the other.

"Ye Xiao——" called out in a low voice, Liang Weirong put his arms around Song Xiaoye's shoulders, and felt a pain in his hand before he could speak.

It was Song Xiaoye who grabbed his wrist and broke it until he had to let go.

"If you want to persuade me, save your energy!" Song Xiaoye was very emotional, and spoke directly, even with hostility.

"Ye Xiao, I'm your friend, not - sister Ying's friend!" Stroking his hands, Liang Weirong looked at Song Xiaoye quietly.

Her mouth moved slightly, but she didn't speak. Song Xiaoye turned her head away and whispered in a hoarse voice, "I want to walk alone—Brother Rong, you should go home first!"

Liang Weirong smiled and didn't walk away, just said: "It's okay! You can go your own way - well, I should take a walk too! You know, I ate several pieces of dessert just now."

Pulling the corner of her mouth, but not smiling, Song Xiaoye turned around and walked slowly along the road.

Liang Weirong didn't call her or speak, but just followed her behind without making a sound.

The two of them walked slowly in the middle of the night, crossed Connaught Road, passed St. George's Building, passed Queen's Square, passed HSBC Bank, and were already near the fort.

Seeing the spire of St. John's Cathedral from a distance, Liang Weirong realized that Song Xiaoye was not walking aimlessly.

The door of the church has been locked, but the small side door next to it is ajar.Liang Weirong pushed the door open and entered without approaching. He just stood behind and looked at Song Xiaoye who was kneeling in front of the altar through the chair.

She knelt in front of the altar like that, and the light poured into the church through the stained glass painted with the suffering of Jesus and fell on her.

Bathed in that twilight, Song Xiaoye's expression was also hazy. Although she couldn't see it clearly, she could feel such piety.

Liang Weirong just watched silently until she turned her head to look at him.

"Want to chat?" Approaching Song Xiaoye, he smiled, "I think, after chatting with God, you might be willing to chat with a humble human being like me."

Couldn't help laughing, Song Xiaoye apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, my attitude just now was too bad - I looked like an asshole! How could I treat my friend like that..."

"Well, I accept your apology." Liang Weirong nodded, and said softly: "Look, I am your friend, you know that I am worried about you, and I will consider you. Unlike some people, I am not your friend. I won't think about you..."

"You mean Song Yazhi?" After waking up from her anger, Song Xiaoye regained her clarity, "You are right! Song Yazhi has never been my friend. The sadder I am, the happier she will be. Well, what she just said If you say it, you may be playing tricks on me..."

Lowering her head, she smiled wryly, "I hope so! But, my father—he, Song Zhenfeng didn't refute, neither did Sister Ying, and she didn't even refute when Song Yazhi said she didn't want to recognize me—so, all of this It's all true!"

Looking up at Liang Weirong, her expression was very strange, "It's so strange, Ye Ying is my biological mother. However, there has never been that kind of telepathy between us, unlike in those books or movies. , Mother and Daughter Lianxin, just take a look, and you will know that it is your lost relatives—are those movies deceiving people? Or—she never has me in her heart!"

"I think," Liang Weirong said with a straight face, "It's because we don't have psychic physique, so we can't feel telepathy."

Song Xiaoye was stunned, but seeing Liang Weirong's serious look, she couldn't help laughing.

"I'm serious, my father abandoned my mother and me when I was a child, owed a lot of gambling debts and ran away. And I have never had a telepathic connection with him-even, he finally When I was found by debt collectors and hacked to death on the street, I didn’t feel any sudden shock. I didn’t know he was dead until the police came to the door.”

Suppressing her smile, Song Xiaoye looked at Liang Weirong quietly, not knowing what to say.

She had heard it said that the best comfort was to tear one's own wounds for others to see.However, she never thought that someone would comfort her in such a way.

After lightly touching Liang Weirong, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Okay! There is something wrong with our physique."

Liang Weirong also laughed when he heard this.The two looked at each other, as if the gloom and pain had quietly gone away.

"You see, Ye Ying is my biological mother, so many things have been explained. For example, I love acting so much, and I also like painting—you saw those paintings in her house! Well, I also like to draw. Like jewelry, what woman doesn't like it?"

Song Xiaoye smiled mockingly, "I don't like her so much, but it turns out that I have so many her genetic factors in me. Tell me, does this mean that I will be like her in the future, so unlovable .”

"This, you can look at it later." Liang Weirong shrugged, "At least, you will find someone to complain in the future. If someone says you are not likable, you can say: Ah, it's not my fault, it's all due to so-and-so genetics for me..."

Laughing out loud, Song Xiaoye tilted her head, looked at Liang Weirong, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, you are right. No matter what, this is actually a good thing. I always wanted to know who is mine Birth mother, now I finally know—it’s also a wish, right?”

Smiling, she suddenly got up and winked at Liang Weirong, "Would you like to escort me back to the hotel again? I think I should go and talk to her. No matter what, I should get an answer - I have that that power!"

Liang Weirong nodded with a smile, didn't say anything, just bent down and performed a knight salute, and then passed his arms over.

Song Xiaoye smiled, took Liang Weirong's arm, and walked out of the church.

She still felt uneasy, but no matter what, she had to face it—any problem could not be solved by avoiding it!She can't just use this to persuade others.

When wine enters the heart of sorrow, it is always easy to get drunk.

"Sister Ying, you can't drink anymore." Fang Mei pulled Ye Ying and persuaded in a low voice.

"I'm fine, I can still drink—really, I can drink very well!" Ye Ying smiled, and raised his glass again, but his eyes froze, but his hands froze in mid-air.

Putting down the wine glass in her hand, she stood up, raised her hand to stroke her hair, and then pulled her clothes, feeling unprecedentedly nervous and embarrassed.

She had never experienced this feeling as if she was facing a judge.However, now, facing her own daughter, the daughter she abandoned, she couldn't get rid of such a sense of guilt.

"Let's talk!" Looking at Ye Ying like this, Song Xiaoye also felt strange.

The movie queen she was familiar with had always been arrogant and even arrogant.

Fang Mei wanted to say something, but her eyes swept away, and she caught sight of Liang Weirong who was waving, so she stopped, patted Ye Ying on the shoulder, and walked out silently, closing the door behind her.

The door closed silently, and only the mother and daughter who had just learned the truth were left in the room.

Song Xiaoye stroked her forehead and approached, but didn't know what to say.

Her eyes fell on the red wine bottle on the coffee table, and she asked lightly, "Do you mind?"

Shaking her head hastily, Ye Ying even immediately reached out to get the wine bottle to pour wine for Song Xiaoye.

But just as she stretched out her hand, Song Xiaoye had already picked up the wine bottle and poured herself half a glass of red wine.

Without fine tasting, she raised her neck, drank it all in one gulp, and then smiled, "It turns out that my drinking capacity is also inherited from you."

Almost subconsciously, Ye Ying continued: "Shandong people can drink..."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful, but she could only smile awkwardly.

Such a speechless confrontation, as if the word "embarrassment" was floating in the air.

Song Xiaoye thought about it, and couldn't help laughing, "It's a bit of a surprise, I think you are like this too—did you just know? Or..."

"I found out at the premiere," Ye Ying whispered.

With a wry smile, she said in a low voice: "I was a little surprised to hear that you are the daughter of the Song family. Arong said that newspapers and weekly magazines reported it last year, but I didn't know anything about it. I have been avoiding it all these years. Hong Kong, avoid the Song family - I..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, Ye Ying couldn't continue, looking at Song Xiaoye, she had tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I just found out now..."

Lowering her eyes, Song Xiaoye deliberately didn't look at the regretful face in front of her,

"Actually, I've always wanted to know who my biological mother was - I've always wondered what I'd ask if I ever met her..."

With a wry smile, she looked at Ye Ying, "I think, when I first entered the entertainment industry, I had the same idea, thinking that I could find my biological mother in this industry—unexpectedly, I did find it..."

Hearing Song Xiaoye's words, Ye Ying felt that the tip of her tongue was bitter, and wanted to reach out to hold Song Xiaoye's hand, but stopped when she touched it, for fear that she would just push it away.

Seeing Ye Ying's froze hand, Song Xiaoye didn't take the initiative to shake it, but said in a low voice: "I've always wanted to ask her a question—why? Why did you abandon me? Why did you just hand me over to the Song family? Ignore it from now on? Also, "

She raised her head and stared into Ye Ying's eyes, "What is the reason for my birth? Is it because she really loves my father? Or is it just for money as they say? Sister Ying, I want an answer—you Can you give me the answer?"

Her hand was trembling uncontrollably, Ye Ying pinched the trembling hand with the other hand, retracted between her legs, "What do you want me to say? I don't know, what kind of answer do you want to hear..."

"Don't think about what I want to hear!" Song Xiaoye didn't look away, but still looked at Ye Ying fixedly, "I only want you to be honest—you shouldn't have lied to me! This is what you owe my answer……"

Turning her head away, Ye Ying took a deep breath before turning her face to Song Xiaoye, "Okay, I will be honest, I will not lie to you—I will never tell you a single lie..."

Picking up the wine glass, she jerked her neck back, drank the wine in the glass, wiped the wine stains from the corner of her mouth with her hand, and said, "When I met Song Zhenfeng, I was only 20 years old. That was the first time I came to Hong Kong. Follow the crew to promote. At that time, I became a star before graduating from university. It was a very great thing! So, I was a little bit smug, and felt that I was really capable and powerful..."

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　　I found that people really can't stand the temptation. I didn't want to buy it during the day, but when I saw what my friends said was cheap, I couldn't help it.

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