Jiang Shiqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his chest heaved violently.
The string that had been stretched for so long finally broke.
She shook off Song Yutang's hand, turned around and rushed to the dining table, sweeping her hands across it.
The champagne tower collapsed, hundreds of goblets shattered on the floor, and the golden wine spilled over the white tablecloth.
The guests all over the place screamed and got out of the way, some screamed, some stepped back, the music stopped abruptly, leaving only broken glass rolling crisply on the ground.
But she didn't stop.
She turned around and rushed back to the three girls. She raised her hand and used all her strength to push the leading girl hard, causing her to stagger several steps.
"Say it again..."
Jiang Shiqing's voice was hoarse and unlike her own, her eyes were burning red, her chest was rising and falling, her voice was crying but extremely fierce, "Say it again."
The short-haired girl subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to block it, but Jiang Shiqing slapped her in the face with her backhand.
Her fingernails scratched the other person's cheek, leaving a red mark. She rushed over and hit those people with her fists randomly, crying while beating, "You are not allowed to talk about my parents, you are not allowed to talk, why do you have it, why do you have..."
She yelled while beating, her face covered with tears and wine, her voice went from hoarse to completely silent, leaving only the rough breath in her throat.
The grievances, self-blame, pain and anger that had been accumulated for several years broke through the dam at this moment, and the strength wrapped in fists poured out.
The usually arrogant girls were completely frightened by her appearance and even forgot to hide.
She was pushed, pulled, and beaten like that, and she retreated in embarrassment. Her high heels clicked on the broken glass, and her skirt was splashed with wine stains. No one dared to talk back.
"It's not my fault... it's not my fault..."
Jiang Shiqing shouted hoarsely until the end, and his voice was completely hoarse, leaving only the sound of breath rubbing in his throat.
Her fist suddenly stopped in mid-air, and her whole body seemed to have been drained of all strength, and she leaned back as if she had lost all strength.
Song Yutang had already stood behind her, caught her steadily, and let her lean on his shoulder.
Jiang Shiqing pressed her forehead against Song Yutang's neck. Tears flowed down silently, soaking half of her collar. Her shoulders were still twitching.
But his clenched fists were finally loosened, and his fingers hung weakly by his sides, as if something heavy had been lifted off him.
Song Yutang Put one hand around her waist, the other hand gently covered the back of her head, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and said something in her ear, the voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear. "Yes, it's not your fault. You did a good job. What did you do?" You have done nothing wrong, so why should you blame yourself? The ones who are wrong are those who accuse you indiscriminately. Whoever dares to wrongly accuse you or bully you in the future, you beat him and scold him, and make him pay the price for his bad mouth. Don't worry, no matter what happens, my sister-in-law will always be behind you."
Jiang Shiqing closed his eyes, his eyelashes were wet and stuck together, he let out a very light whimper in his throat, trembled and slowly became quiet.
After returning to the Jiang Family, Doctor He rushed over overnight for a checkup.
After the examination, she showed a rare smile, took off her glasses and wiped them. "This is a good thing. The anger in her heart has been held in for too long, and it was finally aroused today. An emotional breakdown is more effective than self-isolation for half a year. The fact that she cried a lot today shows that she has begun to face it, instead of continuing to suppress it."
Song Yutang sat beside the bed and looked at Jiang Shiqing who was sleeping.
She found that her face was still stained with tears, her eyelashes were wet and stuck together, and her bangs were stuck to her forehead with sweat, but her brows had relaxed a little and were no longer as tightly knitted as before.
Song Yutang sighed softly, pushed the broken hair from her forehead, and tucked the corners of the quilt for her.
Jiang Shiqing After waking up, he lay in the room for two whole days.
On the evening of the third day, she took the initiative to go downstairs, walked to the door of Song Yutang's study, and stood there for a long time.
Song Yutang Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw her standing at the crack of the door, twisting the hem of her pajamas with her fingers and tapping the floor uneasily with her exposed toes.
Her whole body was still shrinking.
But the light in his eyes was much brighter than before.
"Come in and sit down." Song Yutang put down the pen, closed the document in front of him, and patted the sofa opposite.
Jiang Shiqing moved in, sat down on the sofa, held the pillow in her arms, and rested her chin on it. After almost ten minutes of silence, she finally spoke with difficulty, "Sister-in-law... I want to study archeology."
After saying this, the whole person felt a little relieved, his shoulders slumped down, and he let out a long breath.
But then he tensed up again and added, "But my parents want me to study business. They are gone... I can't let them down."
Song Yutang looked at her and didn't answer in a hurry.
She stood up, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her, then sat back down opposite her and asked in a calm voice, "What do you think means not letting them down?"
Jiang Shiqing was stunned for a moment, took the water cup and held it in his hand, rubbing the wall of the cup with his fingertips. "Just... do what they want me to do."
"Then what is the purpose of what they want you to do?"
Jiang Shiqing thought for a while and frowned slightly, "I hope I can take care of my family's property and live a good life."
"Yes." Song Yutang nodded, his eyes soft but firm. "Live well. It's not about making a lot of money, it's not about living according to other people's standards, it's about living well. If you force yourself to be someone you don't want to be in order to fulfill their wishes and are unhappy and unhappy every day, do you think they would be happy if they saw it?"