Chapter 509
He Is Warmer Than Time
509 Iâm protecting you
Song Xuanâs eyes were fixed on the sentence âyouâre doing this for my own goodâ. She gently rubbed the letter with her fingers and fell into deep thought.
Was she really doing this for yang Haitaoâs sake?
Only she knew what she was thinking deep down in her heart.
She just felt that yang Haitaoâs cultural level was low and wanted to create someone who was worthy of her and could have a common language with her.
Yang Haitao said that he had a dark heart, but wasnât she the same?
Yang Haitao had never liked to study, and he had made it clear as soon as he came up. It was her, she was the one who was not willing to find an uncultured person.
Song Xuan, no one was perfect. Yang Haitao should have the right to choose his own lifestyle, shouldnât he?
She sat by the desk in front of the window for a long time, until the evening. The sun was setting in the West, and the sunlight shone on the letter and yang Haitaoâs heartfelt words.
Yang Haitao refused to go to college even after being beaten up by his father. In order to make her happy, he agreed to take the undergraduate course. So, he must really value her, right?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
A smile flashed across song Xuanâs face, but it quickly disappeared. She folded the letter and stuffed it into Gu Chengâs poetry collection. Then, she got up and left the room.
When she went downstairs, the living room was empty. She called out to aunt Wu, â where did Xiao ran go? â
Mother Wuâs voice came from the kitchen. ran went to school to get her report card.
As they were talking, the door was pushed open. Song ran peeked in sneakily. The moment she saw song Xuan, she turned around instinctively and walked out. Song Xuan ran over and pulled her down, â âWhat are you doing?â
Song ran smiled guiltily. Iâm going to the backyard to check if the tomatoes are ready. I want to have tomato egg soup for dinner.
âWhat are you panicking for?â song Xuan squinted at her.
Song ran shrugged and said, â huh? Me, panicking? How am I panicking?â
âWhereâs the report card?â song Xuan stretched out her hand.
Song ranâs smile was uglier than her crying face. if I said that I lost my report card, would you believe me? â
âDo you think Iâll believe you?â song Xuan said with one hand on her waist.
Song ran slowly reached into her school bag. Song Xuan reached her hand in directly. Song ran looked as if she was facing a formidable enemy.âEh? Sis, donât go through my bag! I also need privacy.â
Song Xuan glared at her. I did. So what? â
aunt Wu, come and help me, â song ran yelled. my sister is bullying me. Sheâs always bullying me.
She called aunt Wu out mainly because she was afraid that the bad news would make her sister use force against her.
Aunt Wu rushed out and wiped her hands on her apron. âXiaoxuan, what are you doing?â
Song Xuan felt her report card and ran out. When she opened it, her face was pale. Song ran could not help but shiver, â advanced mathematics is difficult. Itâs already not easy for me to get 54 marks.
Song Yao was so angry that smoke was coming out of her seven orifices. a substitute just came, and now thereâs another one who failed. You guys are amazing. Each and every one of you is trying to anger me to death!
Song ran snatched the report card from song Xuanâs hand and ran to the door in a hurry. sis, donât be angry. Just focus your fire on yang Haitao. I failed because of my ability, but yang Haitao hired someone to take the exam because of his character and morality.
Brother, Iâm sorry. I canât even protect myself. I used you as a shield. Donât blame me.
âWhere are you going?â song Xuan pointed at her.
Song ran hugged the door frame. I have to leave some space for you to calm down. Iâll go and look for my jinghang tonight. Sis, Iâm leaving now. Aunt Wu, please make some tea for my sis to cool down.