After the marriage, the charming educated youth is eye-catching

They thought they could get married smoothly and have children. The two families were old friends and well-matched, so everyone was optimistic about them.

But Shen Xiu fell in love with Meng Zhiwei. She didn't even care about her own reputation. She was determined to marry him.

The Shen family lost face, and Shen Zimo was at a critical period of promotion at the time, so he was also affected by this.

Therefore, Shen Zimo was very worried about his sister Shen Xiu's marriage.

Song Hui raised his hand to adjust his glasses, a dark look flashing across his eyes. "She doesn't know her own life experience yet. It's understandable that she has her concerns."

Shen Zimo disagreed, his words filled with the same taunts he used to give his students at school. "The elders are all home waiting for dinner, and she's leaving without even saying goodbye. It's obvious she's been taught absolutely no manners over the years! She should stay home and learn how to behave in society!"

Song Hui knew that it was pointless to argue with his uncle at this time, so he responded, "Xiao Qiu is still young. With your uncle here, are you still worried that I can't teach her well?"

After these words were spoken, Shen Zimo's expression improved slightly.

"Okay, go back quickly and don't let your aunt worry about you at home."

After leaving the Shen family, Song Hui returned to his own home.

His mother died early. At that time, his aunt Shen Wufan's husband died and her daughter was missing, so his father took his aunt home to take care of him.

Although Shen Wufan treated Song Hui as his own son over the years, he was always thinking about his daughter in his heart.

Over the years, both the Shen and Xie families have never stopped looking for Li Xiuyan.

As soon as I entered the door, I ran into Song Qiao who had just returned from get off work.

"Brother, you are back."

Song Qiao and Song Hui are about ten years apart in age.

The two siblings rarely communicated with each other. Song Qiao was adopted by the Song family. When she first arrived at the Song family, she was already five years old. She would pester her brother Song Hui to take her out to play.

But Song Hui didn't like her.

But the purpose of adopting her was also for my aunt.

Shen Xiu was really good to Song Qiao, and poured all her love for her daughter into her.

"Mom should not be asleep yet. I see the light is still on in her room. She must be very happy to know you are back."

Song Qiao is now an obstetrician and gynecologist. She is very busy at work on weekdays, so she gets home from get off work at this time.

"Ah."

Song Hui nodded coldly, then went upstairs to find Shen Wufan.

The lights were still on in the room, and Shen Wufan was flipping through old photos again.

This is a photo of my daughter when she was very young.

When she couldn't sleep at night, she would always sit on the bed, flipping through the photos, imagining what her daughter would look like when she grew up.

"Aunt." Shen Wufan raised his eyes, "You're back."

Song Hui walked in and locked the door from the inside.

"Why is the door locked?" Shen Wufan's heart tightened. "Did something happen?"

Song Hui stood by the bed, glanced toward the door, and lowered his voice a bit, "I found out about Sister Cheng."

The 'Sister Cheng' he was referring to was none other than Li Xiuyan.

Li Xiuyan's original name was He Shucheng.

In fact, Song Hui had never met He Shucheng. In fact, He Shucheng was more than ten years older than him.

Shen Wufan felt a buzzing sound in his head, and then his eyes quickly filled with tears, with surprise and disbelief flashing in his eyes.

She suddenly grabbed Song Hui's arm, "You...are you talking about Cheng'er...my Cheng'er?"

Song Hui held her hand in return. To him, although Shen Wufan was only his aunt in name, what she had given him over the years was irreplaceable maternal love.

Therefore, it was his lifelong wish to find his cousin for her during his lifetime.

"Yes, I found Sister Cheng, but..."

Song Hui swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. He didn't know how to tell her that his cousin had passed away more than ten years ago.

Shen Wufan felt as if her heart was being pulled up by an invisible hand. She began to cry uncontrollably, as if she had anticipated something.

"Tell me! Where is Cheng'er now? Tell me quickly! Tell me! What happened to her?"

Song Hui leaned over and hugged her, his low voice filled with sorrow, "Sister Cheng has passed away. I found her daughter."

"Wh...what? No! This is impossible! My Cheng'er won't die! No! You must have made a mistake! I want to see her! Take me to see her!"

Shen Wufan simply couldn't accept the news that his daughter had passed away.

She got up from the bed, grabbed Song Hui's hand and dragged him out the door.

Song Hui stood like a pine or cypress, and remained motionless no matter how his aunt dragged him.

"Auntie, calm down for a moment! Can you please listen to me?"

Shen Wufan shook his head, not wanting to listen at all, and just begged to go see He Shucheng.

"Sister Cheng is really dead!"

Song Hui was afraid that the noise would be too loud and be heard by Song Qiao outside, so he just hugged Shen Wufan.

"I know you're sad, but things are unpredictable. I've brought Sister Cheng's daughter to Su City. If you want to see her, calm down and let's discuss it."

Shen Wufan covered his face, his shoulders trembling violently, and suppressed sobs came out from between his fingers, "My Cheng'er...it was my mother's incompetence that caused you to be taken away by human traffickers. I am so sorry for you..."

Song Hui helped her sit on the bed and whispered patiently, "Aunt...how can I blame you for this...Sister Cheng's daughter doesn't know about this yet. Aunt and uncle, let me ask you what you think."

Shen Wufan's face was completely drained of color, as pale as paper. Tears silently slid down her cheeks, soaking her collar. She paused for a long moment before speaking, "Where is the child now?"

"I originally planned to let her live with her grandmother, but she didn't want to, so I sent her to the guesthouse." Song Hui told the truth. After all, it was useless for him to make the decision alone regarding Lin Ziqiu's affairs, and he had also made Lin Ziqiu unhappy.

Shen Wufan raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his voice was very soft, and the whole person seemed as if his soul had been pulled out of him, leaving only a body.

"Tomorrow, take me to see her."

Song Hui was a little embarrassed. "Aunt, the situation is a bit tricky now. She doesn't know her own life experience yet, and I don't know how to talk to her. And I can clearly feel that she doesn't seem to want to go to grandma's house..."

Shen Wufan sighed and couldn't help but complain, "After all, I am her grandmother. You should bring her back to see me first. It doesn't matter if she doesn't want to go to the Shen family, as long as she can stay with me."

"The child's name is Lin Ziqiu. She got married last year. Her husband is now a regimental commander in the army, and I heard he'll be promoted soon. I know you want to keep her, but we really need to think about this matter carefully."