This lesbian is too good at talking! I can't afford to offend her!

Chapter 330 Chen Shuning and Guo Junshan come to confront Song Ci

Night fell, and raindrops pattered against the windowpanes. Song Ci lay weakly on her bed, her eyes glazed over. Her forehead was bandaged, flecks of crimson showing through, a frightening sight in the dim light.

A fierce quarrel was heard in the living room. Song Ci pulled the quilt over his head, trying to get a moment of peace.

"Meng Linru, the good daughter you raised, wrote a letter of denunciation to frame Chen Shuning for Guo Junshan. If she really had the brains to do it cleanly, I wouldn't scold her. But what about her?"

"What's wrong with her?" Meng Linru stiffened her neck and asked, "Song Hongjun, I want to ask you, what's wrong with my daughter?"

"She was caught red-handed by Chen Shuning. Chen Shuning was kind enough to give her face and not alert the police, let alone cause trouble at the art troupe.

Wang Simin called my office and scolded me. With so many people listening, I couldn't even utter a single word in rebuttal. How can I live like this in the future?

Thinking of those teasing eyes and half-smiling expressions, anger rushed from the soles of Song Hongjun's feet to the top of his head.

Song Ci's pursuit of Guo Junshan had already made Meng Linru unhappy. However, no matter how unhappy she was, she didn't think her daughter was wrong.

"Song Hongjun, Chen Shuning doesn't provoke Xiaoci, so how can Xiaoci discipline her? Doesn't that mean she's not wrong?"

The enamel cup banged against the wall, and the tea splashed onto the wall, creating an ink painting. The cup lid rolled across the floor and landed at Lin Ru's feet.

"What did she do wrong? First, she didn't provoke anyone, and second, she didn't cause any trouble. Just because Chen Shuning is Guo Junshan's fiancée, Xiaoci slandered her like this.

"Meng Linru, tell me yourself, if it was Chen Shuning who wrote the letter of complaint to the art troupe's leadership, accusing Xiaoci of having affairs with other men and women, would you have let it go?"

Meng Linru kicked the cup lid away and cursed angrily, "How dare she! I'll tear her apart alive."

"That's it! Your daughter can slander Chen Shuning, but Chen Shuning can't slander your daughter. This is unreasonable."

"That's different. Xiaoci is my daughter. Chen Shuning has nothing to do with me." Meng Linru's eyes were red, and she covered her heart and said, "She is my flesh and blood, so I should cherish her as much as possible. In short, I will not allow anyone to bully her."

Song Hongjun wanted to kill himself. There was no way he could reason with this stupid woman.

"How could I have chosen you as my wife? That thing around your neck is a chamber pot. It's useless."

The sharp nails scratched the skin, leaving several bloody marks on Song Hongjun's neck.

"Meng Linru, are you crazy? I have to go to work tomorrow. You scratched my neck. What would others think if they saw you?" Song Hongjun grabbed Meng Linru's raised wrist and scolded her, "If you have the nerve to fight with me, you might as well take care of your daughter."

"Song Hongjun, are you talking like a human being? What do you mean by 'my daughter'? Could I have given birth to Song Ci alone?" Meng Linru's eyes were red as she cursed, "When Xiao Ci brought honor to our family, why didn't you say she was my daughter alone?"

Song Hongjun was speechless, his lips trembled for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.

"Why are you silent? Song Hongjun, if I hadn't been blind enough to marry you, you would have packed up and gone back to the countryside. You dare to challenge me? Believe it or not, my dad will tell you to get out of here immediately."

Song Hongjun pushed hard and Meng Linru fell to the ground. She raised her head, unable to believe that Song Hongjun dared to hit her.

Song Hongjun patted his chest and questioned, "Meng Linru, tell me honestly, has your father ever helped me? If he had helped me even once, I, Song Hongjun, wouldn't be stuck in this position of battalion commander until today."

Song Hongjun clutched his neck, the pain igniting his anger. He sternly said, "I dare to say this in front of your father. I have come this far on my own. It has nothing to do with your Meng family."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Guo Junshan knocked on the door and shouted, "Uncle Song, are you home?"

"The lights are on, they must be home. I guess they didn't hear it because the rain was too loud. Junshan, keep knocking on the door."

"咚咚-"

Chen Shuning walked along the courtyard wall with an umbrella to the back of the house. The quarreling sound penetrated the wall and reached Chen Shuning's ears. She shouted loudly: "Uncle Song, please open the door. Let's go see Song Ci."

The quarrel suddenly died down, and a deep male voice rang out: "Who is it?"

"Guo Junshan, Chen Shuning."

Song Hongjun's face flushed, and he hurriedly picked up the enamel cup and said to Meng Linru, "Please clean up the room. I'll go open the door. In front of the younger generation, act like an elder and don't let them laugh at you."

"What are they doing here? A weasel visiting a chicken for the New Year, they have no good intentions."

"Didn't you hear? Come and read Song Ci. I've been strong all my life, but now I'm blocked by a young man. How pathetic."

By the light of the lamp, Chen Shuning found that the courtyard was not very large. According to Chen Shuning's thinking, Song Ci, since you gave Xing Fangcao a hundred yuan, your family should be well off. But now it seems that this is not the case.

"Junshan, hurry up and bring your partner inside." Song Hongjun pushed open the door and said with a smile, "The weather is bad. If I had known, I wouldn't have let you come over."

"Uncle Song, it's better to make some things clear as soon as possible." Guo Junshan said solemnly with a serious expression: "My grandfather and Grandpa Meng have known each other for so many years, it's not appropriate for the younger generation to fall out."

The smile was still on his face, but the humor had faded. Song Hongjun looked embarrassed and raised his hand and said, "If you have anything to say, go inside and talk! I'll wake up Xiaoci."

Song Ci pushed open the door and saw the lovely couple on the sofa. He clenched his fists tightly, hatred surging in his heart.

She worked so hard just to see Guo Junshan's smile. Now her wish came true, but Guo Junshan didn't smile because of her. Suddenly, Song Ci felt that Guo Junshan was just as annoying as Chen Shuning.

She forced herself to walk over and sit across from Guo Junshan. Song Ci looked directly at Guo Junshan, hoping to see a trace of heartache on his face.

The moment Guo Junshan saw Song Ci, the corners of his mouth drooped and he became as unapproachable as before.

"Aunt Meng, Uncle Song, I brought Shuning here to make things clear. From the beginning to the end, I have never had any improper thoughts about Song Ci. Please persuade her not to dwell on this matter anymore. It will not do her any good."

Meng Linru looked down on Guo Junshan. He was too cold, and Song Ci was a delicate flower that needed careful care. If Song Ci married Guo Junshan, she would quickly wither.

But Meng Linru also found it hard to accept his disdain for Song Ci. Suddenly, she decided to give Guo Junshan some trouble.

"Guo Junshan, if you hadn't kept my daughter hanging around, would things have turned out like this? You found a new love and wanted to get rid of my daughter? Dream on!"

Guo Junshan frowned and was about to speak when Chen Shuning held his hand. The warm palm soothed his anger.

"Auntie, this is the first time I've encountered a mother throwing dirty water on her daughter." Chen Shuning said calmly with a smile, "It's not wise to try to sow discord between Junshan and me at the expense of your daughter's reputation."

Meng Linru's face darkened, she coughed lightly a few times, and her eyes fell to the side.

"Song Ci is a lesbian, and I don't want to ruin her, so I chose to keep the peace. Please don't treat me as a soft persimmon. If you make me angry, I won't give face to anyone."

The smile on his lips faded, and Chen Shuning aimed the muzzle at Song Ci: "Some things are better said in person. It's not my fault that Junshan doesn't like you. Whether you truly love him or are unwilling to accept it, you shouldn't frame me."

"Framed? Doesn't Xu Qingshan like you? Is Yang Guoqing not interested in you? And Zhou Liye..."