It was close to noon, the sun was just right, and Song Xiang listened quietly to Rong Zhe's words.

"Sir, he only has his wife in his heart, how can he have anything with anyone else?"

Song Xiang pondered for a moment, "What's going on?"

Rong Zhe looked around and told people not to come near him. He brought a cup of tea to Song Xiang and spoke in a slow tone.

"Actually, when I was young, my husband and Mr. Yan had a very good relationship. At that time, there were rumors in the imperial capital that they were secretly competing with each other. In fact, they were all made up. It was the first time that Mr. Yan met his wife, and it was also the first time that Mr. Yan met his wife. I remember it very clearly.

It was when the second son of the Zhao family opened a new bar."

Song Xiang rolled her eyes, "Mom is...?"

"My wife worked part-time in a bar for family reasons. Someone made trouble that night, and it was Dong Yan who took my wife away."

It's not a wonderful plot, it's a very cliched drama about a rich boy and a hero saving a beauty.

"Did he abandon his mother later?" Song Xiang guessed.

Rong Zhe shook his head, "It didn't take long before we started talking about marriage."

"What?" Song Xiang was surprised, this was very different from her imagination.

"If the story is really like this, there won't be so much pain later." Rong Zhe smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Yan firmly disagreed because of his wife's identity, and used half of Yan's family as a bargaining chip to ask Mr. Yan to break up."

Song Xiang frowned, "Why don't you agree? Aunt An is not from a famous family."

"Madam's status is very special." Rong Zhe raised his head, looked at Song Xiang and said, "Have you ever heard of Nan Zhengfan?"

Song Xiang was stunned and remembered.

"Madam was born to Nan Zhengfan and a woman outside."

Song Xiang's breathing was a little tight. Even if she was an illegitimate daughter, she was still the illegitimate daughter of a fallen official. This status was too sensitive.

"According to Mr. Yan's temper, he didn't care about the Yan family at all. But at that time, Mr. Yan had just married an actress against everyone else's opinion, which was a slap in the face of the late Mrs. Yan."

Song Xiang understood that Yan Zhicheng did not want to give up the Southern Qing Dynasty, but he could not tolerate others stepping on his head and running wild.

"He sent his mother away and made a promise?"

Rong Zhe showed admiration and said, "You are very smart."

"Since you made a promise, why did you marry An Xuyue again?" Song Xiang was slightly angry.

Rong Zhe continued: "It was fate. Dong Yan entrusted his wife to Mr. Yan, and asked him to take care of her for a period of time for the sake of friendship."

Song Xiang raised her hand to touch her forehead and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "This... is really embarrassing for dad."

"No, who in this world can be a true gentleman?"

The person you like is right next to you, spending time with you day and night, how can you not be emotional?

"Are they together?" Song Xiang asked.

"No." Rong Zhe shook his head, "Madam is a stubborn person. Knowing that husband likes her, she moved out and suffered a lot."

Song Xiang took a deep breath and guessed what happened later.

"Later, Yan Zhicheng probably married An Xuyue." She didn't even want to call her Yan Dong anymore.

"Yes." Rong Zhe looked out the window with a little contempt, "About a year later, those two people got married in a high-profile manner."

Song Xiang was holding his breath, and even a listener felt angry. Just imagine how sad and desperate the Southern Qing Dynasty must have been.

"What happened next?"

"Later..." Rong Zhe smiled, "What do you think?"

Song Xiang puffed up his cheeks, put down his emotions, and said playfully: "Dad took action?"

Rong Zhe nodded, "It's not easy. It took me two and a half years for my wife to agree to this."
Chapter completed!