Chapter 865: The Mystery of Her Origins Revealed 5
Angie mocked her, saying, "Your mom is shameless, giving birth to such trash like you. My dad is right to not want you and your mom—it’s what you deserve!"
Song Yinyin was young then, but she had her pride.
Despite Angie’s humiliating words, she had to endure them to save her mother, swallowing her resentment and begging, hoping Angie would open the door to let her see Song Huaizhong.
Angie said, "You want to see my dad? Sure, but first, bow your head to the ground before speaking."
Recalling those old memories, her vision gradually blurred as Song Yinyin felt a blockage in her nose.
She lowered her head and saw Song Dabai anxiously looking at her, not wanting to stay here for another moment.
She held her child’s hand and turned to Lu Jihan, saying, "Ignore them, let’s go through security. I don’t want to see them anymore."
Saying that, she clutched Song Dabai’s small hand and walked towards the security entrance.
"Yinyin... you, listen to me explain..." President Shi Mai’er reached out to grab her upon seeing her frighteningly pale face.
"Don’t touch me!" Song Yinyin reacted as if avoiding a venomous snake, ignoring others’ calls, holding tight to Song Dabai’s small hand as they headed toward the security entrance.
She was too angry, her mind turbulent, and too hurried, unconsciously gripping the little guy’s arm painfully.
Song Dabai frowned, pleading, "Mommy, slow down, okay? I—I’m hurting..."
Song Yinyin, hearing her son’s call, finally snapped back to reality.
Looking down, her son’s originally fair, tender chubby hand bore a bluish ring mark from her tugging.
"I’m sorry, Dabai, Mommy I..." Song Yinyin moved her lips, her eyes suddenly wet.
Just then, Ji Tingfeng received another call.
After the conversation, his expression appeared somewhat grim as he looked at Lu Jihan, saying, "Jinhan, it seems we can’t leave today. There will be a typhoon passing through the border of S Country and H Country in two hours."
The border between S Country and H Country is a necessary path back to the Imperial City.
Song Yinyin couldn’t stand being there for a moment longer and anxiously asked, "Can’t we change the flight path?"
"No."
Ji Tingfeng shook his head, "This is already the safest and quickest route back to the Imperial City from S Country. Don’t worry, the meteorological center predicts it will be calm again by tonight."
On hearing this, Song Yinyin was both annoyed and angry, yet had nothing left to say.
Knowing she couldn’t leave temporarily, President Shi Mai’er felt a surge of joy, his voice lowered, "Yinyin, can we... can we sit down and talk?"
Perhaps the heavens gave him a chance to apologize and explain, but regardless, this typhoon came too timely.
Nevertheless, Song Yinyin refused to show him any pleasant expression and didn’t even give him a direct look, simply gripping Song Dabai’s small hand and saying, "Dabai, didn’t you say you were hungry earlier? Come, Mommy will take you outside to eat."
With that, she held her son’s hand and turned to walk out of the airport hall.
The others stared at her back in amazement, their expressions complex.
President Shi Mai’er’s gaze quivered, filled with deep regret, as he turned and glared angrily at Shana.
Shana sat with lips tight, face filled with indignation.
President Shi Mai’er turned to chase after Song Yinyin, but Lu Jihan blocked him, saying, "Mr. President, you might make things worse; let me go after her instead?"