I almost touched the moon

When Wen Song returned to the office, Cheng Xuan followed her up and asked in a low voice: "Professor, did you ask Si Yao for me?"

"I asked." Wen Song nodded and said, "She said she doesn't like you."

"Then why doesn't she like me?" Cheng Xuan asked.

"Then how should I know?" Wen Song laughed dumbly, "You didn't let me ask."

"No, sister-in-law." Cheng Xuan changed her address in a hurry, "Isn't this human nature? You asked her if she liked me, and she said no, then shouldn't you ask why she didn't like me? Just like why you like my brother."

"Why do I like your brother?" Wen Song thought for a moment and said, "Because he is Cheng Che."

"Yes, why do you like Cheng Che?" Cheng Xuan asked again, "There must be a reason. Then Si Yao must have a reason why he doesn't like me."

Wen Song smiled helplessly and said, "But I really don't know why she doesn't like you. I think it would be impolite if I asked her rashly. Maybe you can find a chance to ask her?"

"Sister-in-law..." Cheng Xuan wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only follow her and plead pitifully, "You are my only sister-in-law. You are my dear sister-in-law. If you don't help me, who else can help me? As the old saying goes, a sister-in-law is like a mother. You are my real mother, sister-in-law."

Wen Song was speechless after hearing his words, and said silently: "I'm not your mother, and I can't force Artemis to like you, otherwise she will report me for interfering in her private life and using my position for personal gain. If I lose my job, your brother will support me."

Seeing her unhappy expression, Cheng Xuan could only continue to play the victim, "Sister-in-law, but I really like her. I just want to know why she doesn't like me. Just this, can you help me ask her? If you help me ask her, I will show you a picture of my brother's naked butt when he was a child."

"I don't want to see photos of your brother's naked butt when he was a kid!" Wen Song felt that Cheng Xuan was definitely Cheng Che's biological brother, and his ability to annoy people was even better than his father's. "Be careful, if your brother hears this, you're done for."

Cheng Xuan then "bribed" her, "Then I'll show you a photo of my brother wearing a skirt when he was a child. Sister-in-law, you've never seen my brother wearing a skirt, right? He's so cute, he really looks like a girl."

Wen Song couldn't help but laugh. Seeing that he had already arrived at the office, he really couldn't do anything about him. He could only say to him, "I know. I'll find a chance to ask her why she doesn't like you."

However, as soon as she arrived at the door, the office door opened and Cheng Che was waiting for her inside. Seeing them, he smiled and asked, "Who looks like a girl?"

Wen Song smiled and said, "Nothing, Cheng Xuan was just kidding me. Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home?"

Cheng Che understood what was going on when he saw Cheng Xuan's slightly panicked look. He glared at him unhappily, took Wen Song's hand and said to her, "I missed you so much that I came to pick you up after get off work."

Then he asked Cheng Xuan, "It's your birthday on Sunday, how do you want to celebrate it?"

Cheng Xuan immediately said, "My classmates and I have made an appointment to go to Malta together. Brother, if you want to celebrate my birthday, you can reimburse me for the money we spend on the trip to Malta."

Cheng Che immediately said generously: "Okay, I'll transfer you now. You should also pay for your classmate's air tickets and hotel. Don't let others spend money."

"I know." Cheng Xuan came to Cheng Che and watched him transfer 20 euros to him. He immediately hugged him and said, "No, Cheng Che, you are so generous? We can't spend so much. 10 is enough."

"Use the extra money to buy a birthday present. I don't know what you like."

Cheng Che moved him away from him with some disdain, and urged, "If you have nothing to do, go first. I still have something to say to Song Song. Don't be a light bulb here."

"I'm leaving now." Cheng Xuan waved his hand cheerfully and said, "Bye, brother. Bye, sister-in-law."

After Cheng Xuan left, Wen Song asked in confusion, "What's the matter? Why are you so anxious? Can't you wait until I get home to talk about it?"

Cheng Che looked embarrassed, sighed, helped her sit down on the sofa, put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Songsong... Grandma called me just now, she said she couldn't reach you."

"What's wrong?!" Wen Song's eyes widened in fear, his breathing became rapid, his heartbeat was so fast that he almost suffocated, and he said tremblingly, "A Che, is it my grandparents..."

"No, no." Cheng Che quickly patted her back and comforted her, "Don't worry, grandpa and grandma are fine, nothing happened. It's Mr. Tang..."

Seeing her expression ease, Cheng Che dared to continue: "Song Song...Mr. Tang passed away."

"Which Mr. Tang?" Wen Song didn't realize who Cheng Che was talking about. "Do I know anyone with the last name Tang?"

Seeing her puzzled expression, Cheng Che held her hand tightly and said three words carefully, "Tang Lingyuan... Grandma called me and said that Tang Lingyuan passed away."

"Oh." Wen Song looked calm, without any ripples or emotional changes. However, the moment he heard Cheng Che's words, he didn't know why his heart was still beating very fast.

"What does this have to do with us?" Wen Song then asked, "Why did grandma call you?"

Cheng Che saw the shock in her eyes, put his arm around her shoulders, held her in his arms, stroked her back to comfort her, and carefully explained:

"Grandma told me that Tang Lingyuan had a cerebral hemorrhage a few days ago and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, but he didn't survive. Before he died, he kept calling your and mom's names. He said he wanted to see you and that he was very sorry for you. Old Mrs. Tang told grandma about this, and grandma called me, hoping that you and mom could return to the country to attend his funeral. Songsong...are you willing to go?"

Wen Song was silent, lowering her head and lost in thought. Cheng Che was afraid that she would be sad, so he kept hugging her, patting her back gently and comforting her: "Don't be sad, honey, you still have me, I'm with you. Don't be too sad, your health is important. If you are really sad, just cry, I'll hold you and cry, okay?"

"Why should I be sad?" Wen Song sneered, "It's none of my business."

However, tears welled up in her eyes for some reason. Blood ties were really a scary thing. Even though she couldn't remember what Tang Lingyuan looked like, even though this man had caused her and her mother the most harm, she still felt like crying when she heard the news of his death and his last words.

Some long-forgotten memories suddenly came to her mind. It seemed that when she was very young, she also briefly felt a little bit of fatherly love. It seemed that at that time, her parents accompanied her to the zoo, and she sat on her father's shoulders to watch the pandas.

Even after Wen Yiheng got divorced, Tang Lingyuan once came to the kindergarten to pick her up after school and took her to her favorite Western restaurant, and then she never saw him again.

"Is my mother going?" After a long silence, Wen Song finally spoke.

Cheng Che shook his head, hugged her and said, "Mom said she won't go, but she asked me to tell you that she fully respects your wishes."

Wen Song fell silent again, looking out of the office window, as if in a daze. In early summer, the trees were lush and green, and the sun shone through the tall treetops, casting mottled sunlight all over the ground.

Under the shade of the tree, some people were sitting under the tree reading, chatting, and eating lunch. Suddenly, a few free-range cats walked by, lying on the grass and playing with the people around them. Wen Song had seen this scene every day before, but today he suddenly felt that it was particularly beautiful and full of vitality.

"Songsong..." Cheng Che kissed her forehead lightly, hugged her tightly, let her rely on him completely, and comforted her softly, "If you are really sad, you must tell me, you still have me, your mother, and Cece, we will always be with you. If you want to go back to China for the funeral, I will also accompany you. Are you busy next time? Should we go to Nice to stay for a few days? Relax."

"A Che..." Wen Song already had the answer in her heart. She raised her head, looked at Cheng Che and asked, "If I don't go, will you think I am cold-blooded and heartless?"

"Of course not." Cheng Che smiled and shook his head, signaling her not to think too much, "Tang Lingyuan caused so much harm to you and mom. If mom wasn't strong enough and decisive enough at that time, the consequences would be really disastrous.

Especially you, you were so young at that time, and he didn't care about you. He even said those words to me... So baby, I completely understand you. If I were you, I wouldn't go either. The harm he caused you can't be made up by a few words of repentance before his death. Don't worry, I'll go talk to grandma."

Wen Song finally shed tears, but not because of Tang Lingyuan's death, but because of Cheng Che's understanding and support for her. No matter how others slandered her behind her back, at least she still had Cheng Che and her mother, who would always support her.

"Yeah." Wen Song also hugged him tightly, smiled and said to him, "I'm fine, I'm not sad. Let's go home, okay? Let's go home, have lunch, and take Cece to Fussen."

"Okay." Cheng Che hugged her and got up from the sofa, took her hand and said, "Let's go home and then go to Fussen. Honey, how about having foie gras and black truffle risotto, slow-cooked beef ribs, fried enoki mushrooms, and asparagus and pea soup for lunch?"

"I don't want peas."

"What about asparagus soup?"

"I don't want asparagus either."

"No, you can't not eat vegetables."

"Okay, then tomato and shrimp soup. I'll allow you to put some carrots in it."

"Okay, Princess. As you command."