Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 182 Heartbroken
"grandfather!"

Meng Yinyin cried out inwardly, it's over.

Grandpa must have heard what she said just now.

How to do?How to do?
Is it too late to bite your tongue and kill yourself now?
Meng Yinyin was sweating profusely as she walked towards Mr. Meng.

"grandfather……"

Mr. Meng looked at Meng Yinyin with a heartbroken expression, and with the crutch in his hand, he hit the ground hard, then turned and left.

Song Tingyue, who was standing next to Mr. Meng, was expressionless, as cold as a statue.

Meng Yinyin was so guilty that she didn't dare to look at him, and ran out with her head down.

She didn't know which nerve was wrong with her tonight, so why did she want to tell the truth.

Sometimes white lies are easier to accept than the truth.

Meng Yinyin regretted it.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry..." Meng Yinyin walked beside Mr. Meng, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her backhand.

"I didn't mean to lie to you, Grandpa, please forgive me!"

Old man Meng was so angry that he ignored Meng Yinyin at all.

Song Tingyue personally picked him up when he came, but now he doesn't even have a car when he goes back, so he can only walk by himself.

Mr. Meng was walking with a cane, and he was not walking fast.

Meng Yinyin followed him cautiously, lest he get angry and relapse.

Grandpa's illness is not easy to get better, but he can't be mad at her again.

Not long after the two walked out, the driver of the Song family chased them out.

Mr. Meng refused to get in the car. Meng Yinyin had no choice but to call Mr. Meng's driver and ask the driver to pick him up.

It's impossible to go back like this all the time.

Seeing Mr. Meng and Meng Yinyin walking away, Mother Song asked worriedly: "Ting Yue, are you and Yinyin really just a fake marriage?"

"En!" Song Tingyue responded lightly, and sat down on the sofa with a sullen face.

His eyes were like hopeless dry wells, dull and dull.

Song's mother couldn't accept this fact: "Why is this happening? Aren't you and Yinyin very good? Did you quarrel, and Yinyin would speak angry words?"

"We didn't fight."

Song Tingyue put his elbows on his knees, and his hands clenched into fists involuntarily.

"Ting Yue, does Yinyin not want to have a baby so early? We've been forcing her and scaring her?"

Mother Song still didn't give up, trying to find a suitable reason for what Meng Yinyin said tonight.

The son and daughter-in-law seem so loving, and the son has changed a lot because of the daughter-in-law. They have seen all this. How could it be a fake marriage?

She doesn't believe it!

Song Tingyue's tone was blunt: "Mom, stop talking!"

"Tingyue..."

Mother Song burst into tears, tears falling down like broken beads: "Why are you so stupid, you know yourself...why do you lie to us with Yinyin, do you know what you are doing?"

"I know what I'm doing!"

Song Tingyue stood up and strode upstairs.

The tall and straight back looks particularly lonely.

It hurts to see it.

……

Back at Meng's house, Meng Yinyin knew that she had caused a catastrophe, so without saying a word, she knelt down in front of Mr. Meng.

"Grandpa, I know I was wrong, you can beat me and scold me, don't ignore me, please..."

"roll!"

Mr. Meng was really angry and smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground.

The tea stained Meng Yinyin's skirt, and there were debris all over the floor.

Meng Yinyin lowered her head, not even daring to breathe.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa!"

(End of this chapter)