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Tang An Ge chatted with her friend for a long time. After talking about Yu Siya, they talked about other things.
Took a nap.
After waking up, Tang Angelica decided to have a chat with her mother.
So, she sent a message to An Xiaotu, asking her to come to her room.
An Xiaotu came to her daughter's room and sat down on the sofa: "Xiaoge, do you want to apologize to Siya?"
Tang Ang sang nodded: "Was it Mom who made her apologize to me?"
Actually, the answer is obvious.
"Yes," An Xiaotu admitted. "The night before last, the same night you and Qian Nuo were shopping at No. 5 Shopping Plaza, I received a call from Siya saying she wanted to have dinner with me. Her voice sounded off, so I went out. Later, I found her eyes were red and swollen. When I asked if someone had bullied her, she wouldn't say..."
Tang An's heart pondered: Yu Siya wasn't unwilling to speak, she was afraid to.
And then what?
"Later on the way home, Siya told me that her birthday was coming up and she wanted a car, so I agreed. Back at home, I went to Siya's room and talked to her, saying about some little actions she had done before that might have made you misunderstand... Then Siya apologized to me, and I said she should apologize to you." An Xiaotu explained it to her slowly.
“Mom, that night, Qian Nuo and I went shopping. We ran into Yu Siya and her friend Liu Yufei at a clothing store. She twisted the truth and said you were spoiling me out of guilt and indebtedness, and that in your heart, you treat her like your own daughter… Qian Nuo and I couldn't help but fight back.” Tang An Ge frowned slightly and said in a slightly cold voice.
It turned out that Yu Siya only apologized to her mother after being exposed by her.
Upon hearing this, An Xiaotu's face turned serious.
She didn't know about this.
Besides, what is Siya rambling about? From beginning to end, she only has Xiaoge as her daughter in her heart and doesn't regard anyone else besides Xiaoge as her own.
She spoils Xiao Ge, partly out of guilt but mostly because a mother unconditionally loves her daughter!
"Little Song, Mom will go back and discuss with your father about arranging Siya to move out." An Xiaotu said to her daughter.
She didn't want Xiaoge to misunderstand them.
"Mom, it's okay for now. I'll be staying with Mr. Liancheng most of the time these next six months. Just let her stay at the Tang family for now. If she causes trouble again, you and Dad can decide what to do…" Tang An Ge persuaded.
As Qiannu said, asking Yusisiya to move out doesn't solve the problem entirely.
An Xiaotu held her hand: "Xiao Ge'er, you don't have to be so generous."
Although letting Siya move out, being alone outside, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable and reluctant in her heart, but she even more hoped that Xiao Ge wouldn't be unhappy!
Her little song, for the rest of her life, she just wants peace and happiness.
Tang An Ge said, "Give her a chance."
She wanted to see if Yu Siya was truly remorseful, or if there was another scheme at play.
If it is true repentance, then everyone wins.
If there's another conspiracy afoot, she won't show mercy! After all, three times is the limit.
"Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you." An Xiaotu smiled gently.
I hope Siya doesn't let Xiaoge and them down!
Outside the door, Yu Siya pressed her ear against it, listening intently while keeping an eye on her surroundings.
After a while.
Hearing footsteps getting closer, Yu Siya immediately tiptoed back to her room door. Seeing Tang An Ge's room door open, she also pretended to just come out of the room and walked forward with a sweet smile: "Aunt Tang, Sister An Ge."

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