For the sake of getting married, he was willing to spend 400,000 taels of silver to get married. He was willing to take a lot of debts, but he was unwilling to spend 40 taels of silver to repair his mother's grave! You said you don't think my mother is a lie? Do you think I'm easy to cheat?"

Song Wenkui, who was exposed by Song Yanran, immediately lowered his head and continued, "I'm sorry, it's all my faults that are my Song Wenkui. I'm sorry for your mother, but Ran'er, no matter what I say, I'm your father..."

"Dad? Humph..."

Song Yanran wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes, couldn't help but sneer, and continued, "Once upon a time, I also tried to treat you as my father. Do you know when you took your daughters and sons to have fun and have fun together, do I hope I am one of them too?

I don't have high requirements, I just fantasize that you can hug me like you do to other sons and daughters. It's enough to coax me when I'm most afraid of loneliness, but even such housework that ordinary people can do at will are an unattainable thought for me.

I don’t know why you hate me so much. I’m very obedient and did nothing wrong. Why do you have to let your son and daughter humiliate me repeatedly? But why don’t you punish your children even if they make a big mistake?

What did I do wrong? Is it really disgusting you? Just because my mother is just a commoner, she wants to treat us mother and daughter like this?

Ten years old, when you were kicked out of the house that year, I was only ten years old! Do you know what I was thinking at that time? I comforted myself that you just couldn't stand me and continued to suffer, so I was placed outside the mansion. In fact, you have mine in your heart...

But I was wrong. Have you ever visited me once in six years? I stayed in the house you arranged with air leakage on all sides. From the second year, you didn't even pay for the most basic living expenses, and even the rent stopped...

However, although I hate you, I am still willing to choose to believe that you will remember me. The reason why you are like this is purely because you feel that you are in trouble and I believe that you will compensate me in the future.

But you disappointed me again and again. When I learned that you bought one house after another in the town just to serve as a dowry for your daughter, do you know how uncomfortable I feel?

However, this is also good. At least I no longer have hope for you. For my mother and myself, I have always told myself that I will live with a smile when encountering any setbacks and will no longer be underestimated!"

Speaking of this, Song Yanran wiped away the tears from her face, looked at Song Wenkui with confidence and firmness, and then said, "The father-daughter relationship between you and me ended when I was ten years old. Apart from the blood of your Song Wenkui, I have no connection with you. Master Song, Brother Liu and I have important things, please don't stop it..."

Song Yanran pulled Liu Ce's arm and smiled faintly at him: "Brother Liu, let's go..."

"Um……"

Liu Ce responded, then walked out of the restaurant door with Song Yanran's hand.

Seeing that Song Yanran and Liu Ce were about to leave, Song Wenkui kowtowed to their backs regardless of everything and begged: "Ran'er, Ran'er, you can't leave. The only thing I can count on now is you. Yes, you are right. I am not qualified to be your father. Then you, just think I am a dog, pity me, wool wool... I, Song Wenkui, started today, wool wool wool..."

Song Wenkui's actions immediately attracted everyone in the restaurant to look at him. Everyone looked at him curiously and pointed from time to time.

When Song Yanran heard that Song Wenkui was doing such a thing behind her, she couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath.

Seeing this, Liu Ce clearly felt that Song Yanran was struggling and torture in his heart at this moment. He leaned into her ear and whispered: "Yanran, it's still the same as in the world of beautiful things back then. As long as you say something, I will pull him for you..."

Upon hearing this, Song Yanran shook her head and said to Liu Ce: "No need, Brother Liu, this person is hopeless, he only has the benefit in his eyes..."

Liu Ce sighed, ignored the "dog barking" behind him, and walked out of the restaurant with Song Yanran.

But at this moment, a group of ferocious people suddenly rushed into the restaurant. One of the small shops entered the hall and looked around. Then he stayed on Song Wenkui who was leaning on the ground and was learning to bark. He was overjoyed and hurriedly turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

After a while, a man in his forties, with his horoscope with his horoscope, his face was covered with flesh, and holding two painted black iron balls in his left hand, strode into the restaurant hall.

Song Wenkui, who was still learning to bark before, was frightened when he saw the middle-aged man who was so arrogant that his face turned green and cold sweat fell from his face like rain.

This middle-aged man is Song Wenkui's creditor, named Luo Jianbiao. He specializes in opening casinos and doing loan transactions. He is a famous local snake in the whole province of Yuanzhou. Even if the government families see him, they will be afraid of him.

Luo Jianbiao looked at Song Wenkui, sneered, then threw the iron ball in his hand to the thug behind him, and then bowed to the people in the restaurant and greeted him: "Don't panic, Luo Jianbiao, a man in the world, is here to deal with some disputes on the road today, and it has nothing to do with you. You should do whatever you should do. If there is any disturbance, please forgive me..."

After saying that, Luo Jianbiao walked straight towards Song Wenkui with a grim smile on his face.

On Liu Ce's side, the dozen guards who protected Liu Ce and Song Yanran in the restaurant hall saw something happening, and just wanted to get up to protect Liu Ce, but Liu Ce winked and stopped him.

"Yanran, I'm still a little thirsty, why not have a cup of tea with me?"

How could Song Yanran not know his intention to Liu Ce's words? She had to nod and agreed, and found another table to sit down.

Seeing Song Yanran's absent-minded look, Liu Ce thought about it and suddenly smiled at her and said, "Yanran, I have some insights recently. I have compiled a few poems. Can you comment on me?"

Song Yanran smiled lightly, dragged her pointed chin with one hand and said to Liu Ce: "I don't understand any poems, how do I comment?"

Liu Ce shook his head gently: "It's okay, I don't know any poetry, I just want to play with it..."

"Um……"

Song Yanran's beautiful eyes lightly gave her jaws, and she waited for Liu Ce to read out the poem with a little curiosity.

Liu Ce cleared his throat and said to Song Yanran: "Then listen, I'm going to start reciting poetry,

The flower soldiers and moon formations attacked secretly, and the city was connected all the way. When the snow faded, there was still white, and even red flowers fell all the way.

The spring is flowing down the sky alone, but who knows that the joy is in the heat. Trust is the general and the convenience is more convenient, but it is five o'clock in the morning.

Okay, I've finished chanting, Yanran, please comment..."

After listening to the poems that Liu Ce recited, Song Yanran frowned and muttered to herself for a while.

Suddenly she understood, and her pretty face turned red, she glared at Liu Ce with a complaining look on her face. She bit her lower lip tightly and said in a low voice: "Brother Liu, how can you make such a... such a poem..."

Speaking of this, it is really hard for her to speak of. After all, Song Yanran has learned a lot of knowledge from Zhou Feng and Qin Mo, and she has been with Xue Ruyuan for a long time. The meaning of this poem can be understood with a little analysis.

Seeing Song Yanran's appearance, Liu Ce said softly: "Are you feeling much better now?"

Song Yanran paced her feet and said angrily: "Then you can't... forget it..."

After thinking about it, Song Yanran decided not to say it. Now that she was disturbed by Liu Ce, her mood has improved a lot...

Liu Ce said with a smile: "Actually, this poem was written by King Huai. I just think it's fun to make you happy."

...

Jizhou, Yong'an, Prince Huai's Mansion...

"Ah Ya..."

Wei Ji, who was sleeping back to sleep, sneezes suddenly...

After saving a bit of snot, Wei Ji touched his forehead and said, "I don't have a fever, how can I sneeze? Forget it, go to Dr. Wu for a while..."
Chapter completed!