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His mother actually wanted Lan Xiao to get lost?

Was this simply trying to take his life?

If it wasn’t for his second sister blocking the slap for Lan Xiao, he couldn’t imagine what would have happened to Lan Xiao.

Once he thought of this possibility, he was extremely angry.

The anger in song Hefeng’s heart rose.

He held Lan Xiao’s hand tightly, not letting her go.

Then, he pointed at Mrs. Song.

“Mom, how can you do this? Lan Xiao is my classmate. I asked my second sister to help me invite her over. How could you be so rude to her? Alright, if you want her to leave, then I’ll leave too. I really don’t want to stay in this house anymore.”

Mrs. Song’s eyes widened as she looked at her son in disbelief.

She immediately realized that if she didn’t follow her son’s wishes, this brat would definitely start a fight with her.

These few days, he did not eat, drink, or go to school, which worried her.

Now that he could get out of bed and say he wanted to eat, this change was enough to make her gape.

She couldn’t help but size Lan Xiao up again.

When she saw her son holding the girl’s arm tightly, a dark light flashed in her eyes.

“Son, what are you saying? This girl is really your classmate?”

Song Hefeng was a little impatient. He frowned and looked at Mrs. Song.

“Mom, you’re so annoying. Hurry up and get someone to get me some food. I have something to say to my classmate.”

After saying this, he didn’t look at the others again and pulled Lan Xiao into the room.

With a bang, the door was completely closed.

Mrs. Song stood at the door, her face pale from anger.

However, she did not dare to continue asking for fear of offending this little devil.

She glanced at song Qiaoqiao and snorted. “Why didn’t you say earlier that mild wind invited her over? Because of this, I was blamed by he Feng, Wuwu.”

Song Qiaoqiao’s eyes flashed with a trace of grievance. She bit her lip and replied, ” “Mother, I’ve just said it.”

“I didn’t hear that,” Mrs. Song glared at her. Alright, you stay here and keep watch. Don’t go anywhere and listen to he Feng’s orders at all times.”

Song Qiaoqiao nodded and lowered her eyes.

Mrs. Song’s lips curved into a smile as she looked at Jiang Qingyun with a gentle expression.

“Qingyun, come with me. Let’s go prepare some food for he Feng. I remember you know how to make desserts, right?”

Jiang Qingyun glanced at song Hefeng’s room hesitantly, then absent-mindedly smiled and nodded at Mrs. Song.

“Yes, I can make desserts.”

“Alright, let’s go and prepare.” Mrs. Song immediately pulled Jiang Qingyun and left the place.

Mrs. Song could naturally tell that Jiang Qingyun was absent-minded. They were both young people, so how could she not understand Jiang Qingyun’s current mood?

She moved closer to Jiang Qingyun and comforted him in a low voice.

“Alright, don’t think too much. This girl is just he Feng’s classmate. Don’t worry, our song family doesn’t allow just any girl to marry into our family. In any case, I’m the best daughter-in-law in my heart. Other than you, I don’t like anyone else. You, ah, just put your heart at ease.”

Jiang Qingyun’s eyes flashed with a hint of joy when he heard this.

She smiled happily, but she still tried to ask.

“Aunty, what if he Zhenzhen falls in love with a girl and only has her? What if, in the end, he didn’t mind falling out with the song family for that girl? Will you always be against it and not easily compromise?”

Mrs. Song’s eyes flickered and she smiled.

She didn’t answer this question directly, but found a topic to change.

What a joke. If her son had really met a girl he really liked, she wouldn’t have the heart to see her son not get what he wanted.

Although it was important to be of equal social status, it was not as important as her son.

With her son’s bad temper, if she didn’t follow his wishes, she didn’t know what ridiculous things he would do.

More importantly, she was afraid that her objection would hurt their mother-son relationship.

Therefore, Mrs. Song was already mentally prepared.

If her son really fell in love with a girl to the point that he could not have anyone else but her, she would fulfill her son’s wish no matter what. She would let him get what he wanted and bring home the beauty.

Although it was important to inherit the family, and it would increase the song family’s status by marriage with someone of equal social status, it was still very important.

However, in her eyes, all of this was not as important as her son’s happy marriage.

She didn’t want her son to regret not being able to be with the person he loved for the rest of his life.

In comparison, Mrs. Song was a very open-minded woman.

Her way of thinking was not like those other rich ladies who only wanted to be a match of equal social status and family background. Even if their son liked her, they would try to stop him.

In her heart, nothing was more important than her son.

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Song Hefeng pulled Lan Xiao into the room. The second he closed the door, he immediately let go of Lan Xiao’s hand.

His face was slightly red with a hint of shyness, and he secretly glanced at Lan Xiao.

“That Lan Xiao, I was a little offensive just now. I hope you won’t be angry. My mom, that’s just how she is. Don’t take it to heart.”

Lan Xiao looked at the blushing boy in front of him and couldn’t help but find him a little cute.

She pursed her lips and smiled at him.

it’s fine. That slap didn’t land on my face. In the end, it was you who suffered.

Song Hefeng was extremely nervous. He chuckled and quickly pointed at the sofa next to him, asking Lan Xiao to sit down.

Lan Xiao glanced in the direction of the door. young master Song, why don’t you invite Qiaoqiao in? after all, I have a boyfriend. It’s easy to cause misunderstandings if a man and a woman are alone in a room.

Song Hefeng’s bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

The corners of his lips that were curled up gradually became stiff.

“Oh, okay. I’ll let my second sister in.”

As he spoke, he frantically approached the door and opened it.

Song Qiaoqiao didn’t leave. When she saw song Hefeng open the door, she asked, ” “What’s wrong?”

“You can come in and sit too.” Song Hefeng said.

Song Qiaoqiao walked into the room and glanced at the sad song Hefeng.

Song Hefeng walked back to Lan Xiao and asked in a nervous voice,”What do you like to drink? Juice or yogurt?”

Lan Xiao smiled faintly and replied,”I’ll take the juice. Thank you.” &Nbsp;

Song Hefeng quickly waved his hands. His heart ached when he heard her thank him.

He pursed his lips and opened the refrigerator to take out more than one bottle of fruit juice.

He carried all kinds of fruit juices and placed them on the coffee table in front of Lan Xiao.

“I don’t know what kind of fruit juice you like. You can pick one yourself, Yingluo, or you can have a sip of each.”