I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

Song Shijin silently followed Old Madam Song out of Nanxi Hall. When passing by Yuan Qinglian, he only dared to glance at his biological mother secretly.

But when he saw the murderous look in his biological mother's eyes, he immediately withdrew his gaze and fled away with Old Madam Song.

Yuan Qinglian stood there, trembling with anger.

Things became increasingly unhappy in the Marquis' Mansion.

At this time, Liu Yueru was also rushing to the mansion gate to meet Teacher Chen.

Ye Tao was puzzled and asked, "Madam, you obviously don't like Da... why are you still so nice to him?"

Ye Tao felt pain in her heart when she thought of the plate of braised pork that Song Shijin had eaten up in the morning.

Liu Yueru said calmly: "It's neither good nor bad. I just treat him the way he likes."

In this life, I don't have to worry about his studies, I don't have to discipline his habits, and I don't have to worry about him being ruined by education. It feels a lot easier.

Song Shijin is like a spring. The more he is forced to do something he doesn't like, the more rebellious he becomes.

But if he is persuaded and then rewarded with a candy, he will listen to that person.

Yuan Qinglian was like this in her previous life, allowing others to take advantage of her. She doesn't care about it in this life, and naturally there will be people who are more anxious than her.

Ye Tao was confused. What did "neither good nor bad" mean?

She only saw that the lady was still nice to the eldest young master.

Seeing that she didn't understand, Liu Yueru smiled and said, "You will naturally understand my intention in the future."

"I don't understand the twists and turns of these things. As long as others don't bully my lady and make her feel angry, I don't care about anything else." Ye Tao said bluntly. She didn't care about others at all.

Liu Yueru smiled softly.

Thinking about past and present lives, and having two companions who treat me like family, there is a little more warmth in my eyes.

When Liu Yueru arrived at the inner gate of the mansion, Old Madam Song was already waiting there with Song Shijin and Chen Juncai.

She ordered the servants to put the gifts on the carriage.

Because Teacher Chen was a man, two carriages were arranged, along with the accompanying servants and the housekeeper, making it a grand occasion.

Along the way, Liu Yueru also asked people to intentionally spread the news that they were going to invite teacher He Chenan.

Once He Chenan is successfully invited to the Marquis' Mansion, who will care about the joke made by the prince before?

And the absurd things he did will also be covered up at this time.

In this way, Yan Ge'er's current study-accompanying affairs will not be affected.

She could also declare to the public that both brothers were educated by both Teacher Chen and Teacher He.

With the help of his second brother, as long as his health recovers, he will have a bright future.

Song Shijin and Liu Yueru rode in the same carriage.

Looking at the mother across from me who was lost in thought, I thought she was worried about me.

"Mother, I will pay more attention." Song Shijin said in a low voice.

Liu Yueru was brought back to her senses by the sudden voice.

Looking at the child whom he loved deeply in his previous life, he thought of the tragic scene of him being killed by his own hands.

Her face was as cold as ice.

In a calm tone, he said, "Just do your best and leave the rest to fate. Whether it will succeed or not sometimes depends on your fate with Teacher He."

"Yes." Song Shijin really wanted to get closer to Liu Yueru, but knowing that his mother was aloof by nature, he didn't dare to make too much noise.

Liu Yueru caught a glimpse of Song Shijin's expression from the corner of her eye and felt it was ironic.

She had been very kind to him in the past, but he regarded her as an enemy.

Now that she was indifferent and intentionally distant, he was thinking of ways to get close to her.

That's human nature.

The more unattainable something is, the more it is treasured.

"Madam, there is a small mountain road ahead, and it is a bit bumpy. Please hold on tight." Mother Yan reminded beside the carriage curtain.

"I understand." Liu Yueru responded gently, and subconsciously reached out to embrace Song Shijin in her arms.

But suddenly he remembered something, so he quickly withdrew his hand and grabbed the handle on the side.