DF Chapter 83
by VolareUntil the day she was discharged from the hospital, Sheng Jia never saw Song Ji’an again, nor did Song Ji’an contact her.
The torrential rain in Haiyao was still falling as she walked out of the hospital alone, holding an umbrella.
No one came to meet her, and no one knew of her departure at this moment.
The rain, with a sound that made her eardrums burst, pounded on top of her umbrella. She stared straight ahead, expressionless. Through the rain, a pair of black women’s leather shoes appeared, followed by a face with a hint of a smile.
“Trying to sneak away? I still have to see you off, don’t I?”
Meng Yeran walked towards her step by step.
She was wearing a formal suit, clearly, as soon as summer vacation arrived, the Meng family’s old matriarch had immediately seized Meng Yeran and made her adapt to corporate life ahead of schedule. The auction house was overflowing with things for people to help process, as for Meng Yeran herself, she had long since been transferred to the Meng family’s headquarters.
Today, she probably flew back temporarily.
Sheng Jia raised her umbrella slightly and sized her up, “It’s not like we’ll never meet again. What’s the need for a send-off?”
“Isn’t it good to celebrate you getting your wish?” Meng Yeran narrowed her eyes. “No one will really be happy for you, celebrate for you, only I will congratulate you.”
Sheng Jia fell silent. After a long time, she sneered, “I don’t care if anyone is really happy for me. Achieving the goal is enough, isn’t it?”
“What is it, have you participated in my life for so long, haven’t you participated enough?” She continued, “I really don’t know what you want.”
“You know,” Meng Yeran looked directly at her and handed her the Clivia that she was holding, “I expect you to bring something different.”
“You can keep this Clivia for yourself,” Sheng Jia threw the flowers back into her arms and walked past her, saying meaningfully, “See you next month, R.”
Meng Yeran followed her. “Don’t, to help you, I didn’t even care about the interests of my family. If outsiders found out, who wouldn’t say that we were accomplices? Do you know how long the auction house person was scolded by my grandmother after I went back?”
“I wasn’t the one who approached you in the first place,” Sheng Jia replied expressionlessly. “I didn’t ask you to do it either. You only look at things to see if there’s benefits, so if you want to get something from me, you might as well take advantage of the fact that you can still threaten me and say it directly.”
“Perhaps what I wanted has already been obtained?” Meng Yeran smiled. “I did want to get something from you, but what I’ve obtained now is far more than I imagined.”
Sheng Jia didn’t believe her.
Just like she used R but never believed R either.
She had never believed Meng Yeran.
Meng Yeran was an unreasonable crazy girl, usually disguising herself as honest. No one could see through her true nature.
If in a fairy tale, then she must be an eccentric and mean witch, her behavior cannot be analyzed by logic, it seems to be entirely based on preferences, but she herself is a person who pursues interests and perfection, no matter what she does, she will never let herself suffer.
This was discovered in the three years of knowing Meng Yeran.
As Sheng Jia said, it was never Sheng Jia who approached Meng Yeran, but Meng Yeran who approached her, and then she can only be tightly bound to her like a difficult to shake off. Even collecting news about the Song family, news about Song Ji’an, was done with Meng Yeran’s help, providing it to Sheng Jia with great interest.
Otherwise, according to Sheng Jia’s personality, she would never share her secrets with anyone.
In fact, when she first met Meng Yeran, the other party had already shown her extraordinary interest. What Zhou Yin said to Song Ji’an on the first day of school was not wrong. Meng Yeran, wearing her own proud skin, followed Sheng Jia and said that she wanted to know her. That week Sheng Jia was annoyed and did not give her a good face once.
So she didn’t follow her anymore. Sheng Jia thought that Meng Yeran had given up, but half a week later, Meng Yeran appeared downstairs at her house.
It was also such a rainy night, she was holding an umbrella, wearing a black coat, and smiled to Sheng Jia, who had just returned home from a part-time job, “Would you like to invite me up for a chat?”
Sheng Jia ignored her and turned to walk upstairs, but she said leisurely behind her: “I found something interesting, if we can’t go up, then we can only talk here.”
“Aren’t you your mother’s daughter?”
This sentence made Sheng Jia stop.
Her eyes revealed a fierceness that had never been shown. Almost in the next second, Meng Yeran was pinned to the damp ground by Sheng Jia, who was choking her neck.
But Meng Yeran smiled a little happily in the state of hypoxia, like a cat catching a mouse, “It seems that I hit your sore spot, this is when your emotions fluctuate the most since we met.”
At that moment, Sheng Jia really almost strangled her to death.
At that time, she had just set up a situation to solve Wang Jian, and suddenly found out that she was not Sheng Huaiying’s biological daughter at that time. She hadn’t figured out how to properly deal with this matter, and hadn’t found out who her biological mother was. These secrets that could not be known by anyone were hidden in her heart, and Meng Yeran easily broke them.
She had very dark thoughts in her heart, no matter who her biological mother was, she didn’t want anyone to know this news. She always felt that she was capable enough to achieve something in the future, and she would get rid of the current situation sooner or later, as long as she grows up faster.
She has a bright future beckoning to her.
Only Meng Yeran’s appearance has become an unstable factor, as long as Meng Yeran is solved, she can maintain the status quo.
But this kind of extreme idea only lasted for a moment, and soon she let go of Meng Yeran and let the other party lie on the ground gasping for breath in embarrassment.
“I can help you,” Meng Yeran said while touching her neck with great interest, “Don’t you want to know who your biological mother is? I can help you find her.”
Sheng Jia heard this and looked at her, “Why are you making such a boast?”
Even Internet family tracing doesn’t have such guarantees.
So Meng Yeran handed her a business card, which was a hard black business card belonging to the Meng family. Even if it was wet by the rain, it still had a cold and hard light.
“Meng’s International Entertainment, you shouldn’t not know it, right?” Her hair and clothes were wet by the rain, but she still maintained a calmness. “I can help you.”
“Reason.” Sheng Jia asked.
Meng Yeran stroked her chin and gave her a particularly casual reason: “Probably because it’s interesting.”
“I stay at Jingjiang No. 1 High School and feel very boring, and you are the first interesting person I have seen among them. Your family history is very interesting, and your personality and temper are also very interesting,” she said with a strange light flashing in her eyes, “People always have to find some challenges for themselves in a temporarily dull life, right?”
“Sick.”
This was Sheng Jia’s evaluation of her that day.
But she had no choice.
The situation was pressing, Meng Yeran took the upper hand, and Sheng Jia had to join her game.
Meng Yeran wanted to destroy her current hard-earned situation easily, even if this possibility was very small, Sheng Jia didn’t need to take the risk.
Or perhaps, she herself was actually a little curious about who the so-called biological mother was, so she agreed to Meng Yeran under such circumstances.
And three months later, they actually found a clue.
That was a path taken by Song Ningqiu. Starting from the day of birth was still the entry point, and even because Sheng Jia knew Wang Jian better, they checked faster.
The moment she learned that Song Ningqiu might be her biological mother, Sheng Jia only felt a little embarrassed. According to Meng Yeran’s character, knowing this would definitely think things are becoming more and more interesting, and she would try every means to let things go on.
But surprisingly, Meng Yeran didn’t say anything at that time. They only went back together to find the male nurse who had just been released from prison, beat him severely, and beat him into the hospital with serious injuries. The consequences of all this were easily settled by Meng Yeran.
“Did you see it?” Meng Yeran said to Sheng Jia at that time, “If you go back to your biological mother, you will be able to have such power.”
Such words could not move Sheng Jia, because even if she did not return to her biological mother, she also had the ability to solve most of the difficulties and predicaments she encountered.
Meng Yeran’s plan to make the Song family lively fell into a deep water period, because as long as Sheng Jia was unwilling, no matter what she did, it was useless. Just like she used to be able to threaten Sheng Jia with secrets and find the truth together with Sheng Jia, now Sheng Jia’s real identity is also a threat to herself. Once she announced this matter without Sheng Jia’s consent, Sheng Jia would one day return to the Song family, and at that time she may not be able to bear Sheng Jia’s revenge for this matter.
Meng Yeran had a bastard personality, but she knew most things very clearly and calculated them extremely clearly.
This matter even had nothing to do with her, but she was also willing to spend time and energy to please herself in the process of exploring with Sheng Jia.
But she also knew that Sheng Jia was not someone who could be manipulated at will. The other party suppressed a ruthlessness and always wanted to disguise herself as a normal person. Although she was very curious about what it would be like if she really annoyed Sheng Jia, she still didn’t try it. After all, if she were to choose an opponent, she would definitely not want the other party to be Sheng Jia, which would not do her any good.
So at this critical moment, Meng Yeran would also stop at the right time.
Sheng Jia once thought that she hated Song Ji’an, but the facts proved that she did not hate Song Ji’an, and even admired Song Ji’an very much. She was just simply interested in the Song family’s affairs. After knowing a bigger secret, she couldn’t wait to make everything public and create more pleasing chaos.
As for how many people would collapse and how many people would be sad after the chaos, she didn’t care.
Having learned of Meng Yeran’s identity, and being complained by her from time to time that the Meng family’s family education was strict, Sheng Jia seriously suspected that the other party would be so crazy was probably forced out by the Meng family matriarch’s high-pressure policy.
After suppressing it for too long, she simply tried to find some fun after leaving the Meng family and coming to Jingjiang, and Sheng Jia was unlucky enough to become the fun she discovered.
But unfortunately, Sheng Jia didn’t intend to do as she wished, at least that’s what she thought at that time.
But the development of the matter was out of Sheng Jia’s control. She thought that she could face her life experience calmly, but she couldn’t help but pay attention to the daily life of Song Ningqiu and Song Ji’an because of her admiration for Song Ningqiu and curiosity in her heart since she was a child.
Some of them came from fragmented mentions in magazines, and some came from the jokes in video interviews. Every time Song Ningqiu mentioned her daughter, her tone and eyes would become gentle and full of love. The short ten minutes was enough for Sheng Jia to look over and over again, trying to find a trace of disguise in her eyes, but there was none, not even a little bit.
The more she learned about this family, the more she discovered that the pure and strong maternal love was as perfect as the long string of dazzling honors that followed Song Ji’an’s name, eroding Sheng Jia’s supposedly calm and relaxed heart little by little.
She saw a loving and reliable mother, she saw a life where someone had been protecting her every step of the way since she was a child, she saw Song Ji’an’s childhood growing up smoothly. That road was full of flowers, and even the slightest breeze was carefully covered.
When she returned home, facing Sheng Huaiying, who was both close and distant to her, she had an uncontrollable jealousy towards Song Ji’an in her heart.
Not because of so much wealth, but only because of the love she had never felt.
She thought she no longer needed these things, she thought that she was good enough with Sheng Huaiying, who was gradually getting better.
But it wasn’t enough, all of this was not enough. Human beings’ greed and selfishness are innate, and Sheng Jia could not bear to see her state become haggard and unbearable in such torture.
Why was it that such a little bit of her mother’s love, which she had to give her all to obtain, was readily available to Song Ji’an, and she could enjoy everything without any scruples—everything that should have belonged to Sheng Jia.
The pain surging in her chest and the strong desire to destroy when facing these messages day after day made her reconnect with Meng Yeran.
This time, it was a long-term cooperation, and it was a cooperation planned by Sheng Jia unilaterally and cooperated by Meng Yeran.
It was also the beginning of everything.
Meng Yeran had a new code name with her—[R].
They had no contact or communication at school, but they were doing this with different goals in mind.
And now, this plan has come to an end.
The rain outside the car window was still falling non-stop, blurring all the streets.
Sheng Jia still did not reject Meng Yeran’s suggestion to take her to the airport, but she did not accept the bunch of Clivia.
Neither she nor Meng Yeran were suitable for the Clivia that represented nobility. Meng Yeran came over with such a bunch of flowers, obviously with the greatest intention of watching the fun.
But Sheng Jia now didn’t have the leisure to pay attention to how she wanted to do it, because four hours later, she was going to see the person she was most afraid of seeing.
Even if she had planned it countless times, she still didn’t know how to tell Sheng Huaiying everything at this moment.
Or perhaps it should be said that if there was one person she least wanted to hurt, it would probably be Sheng Huaiying. For so many years, living with Sheng Huaiying and protecting her mother well has almost become a habit etched into her bones.
Not to mention that in the year of the senior year of high school, both Sheng Huaiying and she were working harder and harder to become like an ordinary mother and daughter.
This was one of the few times she had thoughts of escaping.
Meng Yeran captured her emotions, put down the baffle in front of the car, and suddenly laughed, “Do you still remember what I said to you when you wanted to set this matter?”
—In this plan, there are only daughters who have lost their mothers and mothers who have lost their daughters. Won’t you regret it at that time?
Sheng Jia answered her at that time—I will never regret it.
And at this moment, she still answered her with this sentence, “Meng Yeran, I will never regret it.”
Will be painful, will be sad, but will not regret it.
There is no turning back in life’s choices, regret is the most useless thing in this world.
Sheng Jia put away all her emotions, carried her backpack with so few things, and walked into the airport alone.