Neither of the two could convince the other, and time slipped away bit by bit. No one knew what was on Song Ge and Leng Jing's minds at that moment.
Nor did anyone know what Zhai Cheng was talking to himself about in the study. After a while, after a long wait, Zhai Cheng came out.
He moved slowly, as if he had suffered a great blow. He gently pushed open the door, his eyes red-rimmed.
Then he scanned the room, and his gaze finally landed on Song Ge. He slowly opened his mouth, but it was a reminder for his mother. "Mom, Dad said he wants you to go in."
Mrs. Zhai responded with a soft "Okay". Through the gap, Song Ge saw Mr. Zhai's face. It was a haggard and worn - out face, looking no better than Zhai Cheng's. Although they were close relatives, Song Ge could not feel the slightest bit of affection in their ordinary interactions.
What had they talked about in the study just now? Why did both father and son look like this?
"Are you okay?" Song Ge reached out to support Zhai Cheng. Zhai Cheng seemed to be in great pain. He shook his head. "I'm fine. Let's go."
Song Ge supported Zhai Cheng and went downstairs. Along the way, Zhai Cheng said nothing. It was not until they were far away from the Zhai Mansion that he finally spoke.
"Song Ge." His eyes were full of sorrow, and he seemed to have lost his soul.
Song Ge had never seen Zhai Cheng so desperate. She couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"I'm here. What's wrong with you? What did Uncle say to you just now?"
"Nothing." Zhai Cheng was reluctant to reveal the content of his conversation with his father. "He didn't say anything important. But I can feel that Dad still has a grudge against me. Why is that, Song Ge?" He looked at Song Ge as if thirsting for knowledge.
Song Ge was also helpless. She could only shake her head and then tried her best to comfort Zhai Cheng.
"Don't think about it, okay? Zhai Cheng, let's stop thinking about it." Song Ge felt that she was also infected by Zhai Cheng's sad mood, and she felt quite uncomfortable at the moment.
"Okay."
The two talked for a while longer, and Zhai Cheng adjusted his mood. Suddenly, Zhai Cheng seemed to remember something important. He held Song Ge's hand, his eyes bright.
"By the way, Song Ge, I want to tell you something."
Song Ge responded with a soft "Okay". "What is it? Just say it!"
"I want your mom to meet my parents. Since we've officially been together, it's normal for our parents to meet, right?"
"I forgot about it. You're really thoughtful." Song Ge smiled in satisfaction. Even if everyone disagreed with her being with Zhai Cheng, as long as Zhai Cheng said a word, she would run to him without hesitation, because Zhai Cheng was the one worthy of her trust!
Song Ge returned home and told Mrs. An about this under the pretext of going out for a walk.
Mrs. An was naturally very happy. With Zhai Cheng from such a good family background, she was more than happy to have such an excellent son - in - law. How could she refuse?
Mrs. An happily found her little sister and asked her to do her makeup.
The next day, Song Ge led Mrs. An to the Zhai family's place. Mr. and Mrs. Zhai hadn't arrived yet, but Leng Jing came downstairs.
She glanced at Song Ge and then at Mrs. An, and said disdainfully, "Ugly people always make a fuss."
She really couldn't stand the gaudy makeup Mrs. An had on. This was also the reason why she disliked people from humble backgrounds. They didn't know any better. Would her uncle suffer after marrying into such a family?
Song Ge also knew that her mother's makeup was too funny and not suitable for such an occasion. But her mother liked it and was so happy. How could she say something to hurt her mother's feelings?
"Really?" Mrs. An subconsciously looked at her daughter. "Is it really that ugly?"
Song Ge shook her head with a smile and supported her mother to sit down. "Of course not, Mom. You're so beautiful. Just be confident, believe me."
Hearing this, Leng Jing snorted again. "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree! The mother is like this, and the daughter is the same. Hahaha." She sneered.
"Hey, what do you mean by that?" Even if Mrs. An was a bit slow - witted, she could still hear the sarcasm in Leng Jing's words.
Thinking about her family's financial situation compared to the wealthy Zhai family, she suddenly understood why Leng Jing was targeting her.
Mrs. An pushed her daughter away. She knew her daughter was soft - hearted and gentle - tempered. How could she say anything to Leng Jing? But after all, this was her own daughter, who she had raised with great effort. It hurt Mrs. An's heart like needles being pricked when her daughter was looked down upon like this. Even though Zhai Cheng was extremely perfect, in her eyes, her daughter was the best!
"What do I mean? Isn't it clear enough?" Leng Jing blinked her eyes, looking very innocent and cute, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell it was on purpose.
Mrs. An got even angrier. "I'm telling you! Don't look down on people."
"Okay, okay." Seeing that the argument between her mother and Leng Jing was getting more and more intense, Song Ge could only comfort her mother first. Song Ge was just this kind of person, always soft - spoken. After a few words, things would pass. The more you got serious, the more excessive Leng Jing would be.
At this moment, Song Ge didn't want to see her mother really arguing with Leng Jing. It would be embarrassing for both families. Besides, Leng Jing was a junior after all. If her mother argued with a junior, it would only make Zhai Cheng embarrassed. She didn't want Zhai Cheng to be in a difficult position.
"Mom, let's not talk about it. Zhai Cheng's parents are coming down soon. Let's wait a little longer, okay?" She coaxed Mrs. An in a tone like she was soothing a child.
Mrs. An swallowed her anger and sighed. "It's Mom's fault. I've put you in a difficult position."
Song Ge shook her head. "It's not your fault. You don't have to apologize for everything."
After a while, Mr. and Mrs. Zhai finally arrived late. To Song Ge's surprise, after Mrs. Zhai saw Mrs. An's makeup, her face remained calm, as if Mrs. An's makeup was perfectly normal. Moreover, the two of them talked very happily.
The two talked for about ten minutes. Then Mrs. An was led aside to look at something, with a smile on her face.
Song Ge thought about it and still decided to talk to Mrs. Zhai clearly. She walked up to Mrs. Zhai and asked in a very soft voice, "Auntie, can I take a few minutes of your time?"
A look of doubt flashed across Mrs. Zhai's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. She asked with a smile, "What do you want to do?"
"I want to talk to you for a few minutes. Just a few minutes. Is that okay?" Song Ge pleaded, putting herself in a very humble position.
Song Ge thought that anyone would agree if she pleaded like this, so Mrs. Zhai should also agree.
Sure enough, Mrs. Zhai only thought for a few seconds and then stood up with a smile. "Of course."
Song Ge smiled. It seemed that Mrs. Zhai was really easy to get along with. She felt relieved. It seemed that apart from Leng Jing being a bit difficult to deal with, there was nothing else to worry about. Moreover, if Zhai Cheng could handle Leng Jing, he could surely handle others as well.