Six years later.
Country Z, Imperial Capital International Airport.
Song Yinyin, holding a suitcase in one hand and leading a five-year-old adorable child with the other, got into a taxi.
"Driver, Xiangshan Cemetery."
After stating the destination, she looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar street scenes outside the window and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
After six years, she finally returned.
On that day six years ago, her life completely changed.
She was set up by Angie Song and spent a night with a stranger, and the next day, her fiancé Yan Kejun caught them, and the Yan Family canceled the engagement.
Afterwards, Jiang Lan came to her house and humiliated her mother, causing her mother to die from anger, and a month after handling her mother's funeral, she discovered she was pregnant.
The doctor told her she was too young, and her blood type was special, so if she risked having an abortion, she might never be able to conceive again.
Thus, she mustered the courage to give birth to her son, Song Dabai.
From that day on, she lost her mother, lost love, and lost her education. With nowhere to turn, she had to go abroad to seek refuge with one of her mother's friends… Thankfully, she gave birth to her son, bringing some solace and happiness to her life.
Thinking of this, Song Yinyin looked down at her son by her side.
Five-year-old Song Dabai was chubby and very cute.
Under his slightly curly thick bangs were a pair of obsidian-like bright black eyes; his eyelashes were as long and thick like a dense comb, with a delicate sharp little nose and cherry pink moist little lips.
His skin was particularly tender, his cheeks pink, smiling like a doll.
Because her son was so pretty, Song Yinyin was willing to spend time and effort dressing him up. Right now, he was wearing a designer outfit she specially bought for his fifth birthday, which made his facial features even more beautiful.
Looking at her cute and cuddly son, Song Yinyin often thought that the man who spent the night with her must also be quite good-looking.
Otherwise, how could she give birth to such an adorable son?
Although her son is cute, it doesn't erase her hatred for that man; it was his appearance that altered her life's path...
A small hand tugged at the corner of her clothes, "Mommy, where are we going now?"
"We're going to see your grandma."
Song Dabai pouted, tilted his head towards the mountains outside, and asked, "Is grandma living on the mountain?"
"Yes."
Song Yinyin smiled and nodded, "Grandma is very lonely living on the mountain. But in the future, when we stay in the Capital, we can visit her often."
Song Dabai nodded, "Then I'll bring Doraemon to the mountain to keep grandma company next time, okay?"
Song Yinyin responded with a 'Hmm,' her eyes glistening with tears.
Her son was very sensible from a young age, making her worry less.
Although she didn't initially intend to give birth, as her son grew, he's become her entire life.
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at Xiangshan Cemetery.
Song Yinyin bought incense paper money and bouquets for the tomb sweeping halfway up the mountain and came to her mother's grave with her son.
Looking at her mother's photo on the tombstone, tears quickly filled her eyes, and she took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to cry.
She turned back and patted her son's back of the head, saying, "Dabai, kneel down quickly and pay respect to grandma."
Song Dabai obediently knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times towards the tombstone.
Unable to hold back, Song Yinyin cried with a face full of tears, "Mom, I'm sorry, I let you down back then. But I've come back, I've decided to stay in the Capital and start over!"
Her throat was slightly hoarse, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Don't worry, this time I'm fully prepared, I will make Jiang Lan and Angie Song pay for your death, I won't let them off easily!"
Saying this, her hands clenched tightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.