In a quiet cafe.

Song Junyue took a sip of coffee without saying a word.

It was very painful, so painful that her heart seemed to be twisted into a ball.

For the first time in these years, someone dug up the past that she had carefully buried.

No one knew that it was her deepest sorrow when she was young.

"No one has given more than you." Song Qingrui looked at her gently, "Are you really willing to give up all this to others?"

"Qing Rui, where did you know all this?" Song Junyue suddenly asked.

"I knew it a long time ago."

Song Junyue looked at him intently for a while and smiled, "Qing Rui, has anyone ever said that you are actually scarier than your father? You were so young back then, and you had a lot of things in your hands."

"Sister Junyue, I am just like you. My grandfather told me since I was a child that my father is the one who wants to become the president. I am his only son. I must be more conscious than anyone else, otherwise I will hold him back."

Song Qingrui smiled bitterly, but his eyes were very sincere, "I never thought of threatening you with this matter. This is your secret, but I really feel sorry for you, but I also understand that you are not a person who will regret easily.

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"You're right. Even if I never do it once, I will still choose it this way."

Song Junyue laughed at herself and said, "Maybe just like when I broke up with Lin Fansen, I am a cold-blooded devil. Even when I threatened Lin Fanyue to get pregnant, he came and scolded me severely. He said I was despicable.

Shameless, what I regret most in my life is that I fell in love with you."

"Sister Junyue, I can't blame you. Everyone wants to be a good person, so everyone forces you to be a bad person. Even if you don't do it, someone else will do it."

Song Qingrui comforted softly, "And you have taken good care of us younger brothers since we were young. Because of you, our childhoods were all happy. In my eyes, you have never been a tool to be used, and I respect you from the bottom of my heart."

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Song Junyue didn't speak, but looked at the Song Family Building outside without blinking.

"Sister Junyue, I know you still care about Lin Fansen," Song Qingrui said, "The fact that the Lin family has developed so smoothly in just a few years is all because of you secretly taking care of it, even before Lin Fanyue came to the capital.

When , you were silently taking care of the Lin family."

"Qing Rui, I look like a naked person in front of you now." Song Junyue's face was full of ridicule, "What else do you know? Tell it once and for all."

"I also know that the Lin family recently introduced a girl to Lin Fansen. The two of them get along very happily. If this continues, they should get married next year."

Song Qingrui took out another photo, in which Lin Fansen was drinking milk tea with a pretty girl.

Song Junyue looked at the photo blankly, her eyes hurting.

"Sister Junyue, your life has been controlled by your family in the past. Don't you want to seize the opportunity to live for yourself in the future? In a family like ours, only when we are absolutely firm can we do what we want to do. You can't

I hope that I will have neither love nor career in the future."

Song Qingrui stood up slowly and put on his windbreaker, "Besides, are you sure Rong Shi, Xingchen's wife can tolerate you? What is the end of a stepping stone? Once it is used, it will be thrown aside."

"Uncle, you are the smartest. What I hope is that when I stand on a high platform in the future, it is you, my sister, who will help me from behind, and not others. I will wait for news from you."

After he finished speaking, he left.

Song Junyue was left sitting alone in the coffee for a long time.

Song Qingrui's car had only driven away for more than 20 minutes when he received a message from Song Junyue: [I will cooperate with you.]

He smiled.

The more a person gives and the more he sacrifices, the more he will not feel unwilling to do so.


Chapter completed!