Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me-Chapter 263 : Custody Battle Over Song Yaya (3)

Song Yaya sat on a bench at Platform 3 of the train station. Her legs were too short to reach the ground, so she swung them idly off the edge of the bench.

Next to her, her big sister reached out and pressed a hand on her lap.

"Yaya, don’t move around too much. At this point, you are going to fall off the bench."

Song Yaya immediately assumed an outright sitting posture and stopped swinging her legs. She sneaked a furtive glance at Song Xiaoling, whose face contorted with tension. She looked like a balloon close before exploding.

"Big Sister?" Song Yaya called out carefully.

"Hm?"

"Why aren’t we going back home?"

Song Xiaoling’s unfocused gaze hardened upon hearing the question.

"It’s no longer our home," she answered.

"Why not?" Song Yaya asked again.

Song Xiaoling shook her head.

"It simply isn’t anymore."

Because she needed another home.

She needed one where she could hide away together with Song Yaya. A place where neither Song Zhuguan nor Yan Renzhong could find them.

She already emptied her savings account this morning. There was enough money for them to start anew in a small town. She could always get a job to sustain herself and her little sister later on.

The most important thing right now was to run away.

Before Yan Renzhong took Song Yaya away from her.

"Big Sister, can I make a call to Big Sister Dou Dou and Auntie Shen...?" Song Yaya asked hesitantly.

"What for?"

"Just to say goodbye. Big Sister Dou Dou and Auntie Shen have been so nice to Yaya..."

"No," Song Xiaoling decided. "There is no need."

"But..."

"I said no," Song Xiaoling said with furrowed brows.

"W-What about Uncle Shen and Big Brother Renzhong...?"

Song Xiaoling shook her head.

"They already know that you are leaving, so there is no need to worry about them." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Song Yaya’s tiny mouth fell open in astonishment.

"They do?"

"Of course."

If they didn’t, they should by now.

"Oh."

Song Yaya pressed her lips together into a thin, long line. Why didn’t her Big Brother Renzhong say anything to her? They had not met for a long time...

"Is Big Brother Renzhong going to visit us soon?" she couldn’t help but ask again, her voice filled with longing.

And yet, Song Xiaoling’s reply came like an abrupt gust of wind, extinguishing the tiny flame of hope in Song Yaya’s heart in an instant.

"No."

Pain flashed across Song Yaya’s widened eyes.

"B-But why?" she stammered.

Song Xiaoling turned to look at her younger sister, her face stern and unyielding.

"It’s better if you forget your Big Brother Renzhong completely."

Those words did not answer Song Yaya’s question at all. If anything, they confused the little girl even further.

"... B-But why?"

"Because," Song Xiaoling drew a deep breath before she continued speaking, "your Big Brother Renzhong has been taken away by Shen Jingwei."

Song Yaya’s pupils shook in distress.

"B-but... Uncle Shen is a kind person."

"He is just a hypocrite," Song Xiaoling inadvertently raised her voice in disgruntlement. "He acts nice in front of you, but he is actually a vile person who plans to steal your big brother from us the entire time."

"..."

"And didn’t I warn you not to get close to him?"

"..."

Song Xiaoling narrowed her eyes at Song Yaya.

"You didn’t listen to your Big Sister, so now your Big Brother is gone. Are you happy now, Yaya?"

Song Yaya’s lips trembled violently, her eyes welling up in tears.

"I... But I..."

Song Xiaoling reached out and cupped Song Yaya’s face with both hands.

"Don’t cry, Yaya. Big Sister forgives you. In return, you must listen to Big Sister from now on, hmm?"

Song Yaya nodded timidly.

"You are not going to talk about those people anymore, including Big Brother Renzhong."

"..."

Another timid nod came from the little girl.

A self-sufficient smile formed on Song Xiaoling’s lips.

"Good girl, Yaya."

Song Yaya might be close to Yan Renzhong, but so what. The person who looked after Song Yaya after her mother passed away and Song Zhuguan left was Song Xiaoling and not Yan Renzhong.

It was simply unfair for Yan Renzhong to claim custody over Song Yaya.

Besides, who was he going to raise a child with?

That hateful stranger, Shen Jingwei?

Song Xiaoling pursed her lips in cold anger.

Two men, raising a child together?

It simply sounded ridiculous if not horrendous.

Men knew nothing about child-rearing.

"Attention, all passengers. A train is arriving at Platform 3... Attention, all passengers..."

Song Xiaoling could sense relief spreading to the tips of her fingers.

Eagerly, she took one of Song Yaya’s hands and led her down the bench.

"That’s our train. Let’s go."

Song Yaya nodded, but she was deeply very conflicted.

She was too young to understand the complicated affairs among adults. All she knew was that her parents did not get along with each other, and now her elder siblings also did not get along with each other.

She wished to help, but she did not know how.

Since her big sister was taking her away, all she could do was look back and send her farewells to the big brother she missed dearly.

Song Yaya blinked once, and then twice.

She frowned at a certain figure dashing down the staircase.

Maybe her eyes were deceiving her, but wasn’t that her big brother?

Like an Olympic sprinter vying for a gold medal, Yan Renzhong ran all the way from the entrance of the train station to Platform 3, determined to catch the two people who were about to depart the city.

"YAYA!" He hollered at the top of his lungs, drawing the attention of the crowd in an instant.

Song Xiaoling’s heart dropped to the bottom of her chest.

She had no chance of escaping, but he still tried to push Song Yaya into the train.

"Yaya, quick! Get in!"

"B-but, Big Brother..."

"Yaya, you promised to listen to Big Sister!" Song Xiaoling snapped angrily.

Before Song Yaya could break into tears, Yan Renzhong already arrived in front of them.

He separated the two siblings and lifted Song Yaya into his arms.

"Haven’t you done enough, Xiaoling???"

Song Xiaoling began crying.

Although her sight was blurred by tears, she still bolted away and ran toward the opposite platform.

At Platform 4, a train was just about to arrive.

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