My host is a playboy

Chapter 420 I just want to inherit the family business 18
Song's mother looked at Song Weiyuan sitting obediently on the sofa, her eyes were sour.

If only a little heavier.

How can she live in her heart?
"Wish..." Mother Song looked at Song Weiyuan with pity.

"I'm sorry, Mom, I made you worry." Song Weiyuan also had tears in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, it's good to be back, it's good to be back." Mother Song lovingly stroked Song Weiyuan's head with a gentle tone.

"Then mother..." Song Weiyuan hesitated to speak.

Song's mother just pretended that she didn't hear or see, and said to Zhang's mother, "Zhang's mother, make the meal lighter at night."

"Okay, ma'am." Zhang Ma responded quickly.

Mother Song sat on the sofa for a while, and sighed when she saw Song Weiyuan whose head was wrapped in a white cloth.

"I owed you in my previous life." Mother Song stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

After a while, such words came from the kitchen.

"Madam is going to make fish soup."

"Well, fish soup nourishes the brain."

"Then tonight is really a blessing."

Just such a few simple conversations, the tears in the corners of Song Weiyuan's eyes are always there.

"Sister, let's go to your room and have a look. Someone cleans it on a regular basis every day." Yun Qing smiled and took Song Weiyuan's hand upstairs.

Song Weiyuan smiled, and the two sisters went upstairs like this.

Upstairs, Song Weiyuan's room.

"Sister, what did this room look like when you left, it's still what it looks like now." Yun Qing said.

Song Weiyuan looked at everything that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"An'an, have my parents blamed me all these years..." Song Weiyuan obviously lacked confidence.

"Did Mom and Dad blame you? I blame you." Yun Qing was a little annoyed.

Song Weiyuan couldn't stop crying.

"Okay, okay, why are you crying? It should be a happy day to go home today." Yun Qing wiped Song Weiyuan's tears with a tissue.

"An'an, I am..." Song Weiyuan shook his head, obviously he didn't want to cry, but the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Okay, okay, if crying can make you feel better, then you can cry a little longer." Yun Qing hugged Song Weiyuan, then patted Song Weiyuan's back lightly, with a gentle tone.

Song Weiyuan cried for a long time, his voice became hoarse from crying.

"An'an..." Song Weiyuan's voice was a little hoarse.

"I'm here."

"It feels like a dream."

"Why is going home like a dream?" Yun Qing smiled.

Song Weiyuan didn't answer.

"Okay, wash your face quickly, you're crying." Yun Qing looked at Song Weiyuan.

Song Weiyuan felt a little embarrassed, she was clearly the elder sister, but she cried for so long in front of her younger sister, what a shame!

Song Weiyuan turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

"Wipe with a towel, be careful not to get the wound." Yun Qing reminded worriedly.

"I'm not a child anymore." Song Weiyuan smiled, and then closed the bathroom door.

Yun Qing shook her head, smiled, and sat on the chair in Song Weiyuan's room.

Waiting for Song Weiyuan, Song's father will come back later, Yun Qing doesn't want Song Weiyuan to be worried because of this.

And Song Weiyuan in the bathroom looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were red from crying, and he didn't know who thought she was being raped by someone.

But Song wished to know that she was happy.

For five years, she didn't shed a single tear despite suffering and sweating outside.

But today I came home.

It seems that all the tears accumulated in the past five years have been shed at once.

she's back……

back home...

Home……

(End of this chapter)