PFC Chapter 416 Madman
Chapter 416 Madman
this is normal.
Song Panpan said this to herself.
Song Rui's attitude doesn't mean anything.
Her brother always liked to make sarcastic remarks about her, trying to gain a sense of superiority over her by using sarcasm and belittling methods.
She doesn't always submit to it. Sometimes they would have a fierce quarrel, which usually depended on whether she was pushed into a desperate situation by the other party.
She convinced herself that the other person's behavior was correct by telling herself that every pair of siblings would quarrel, and used his occasional calmness to prove that he really regarded her as a sister, rather than an unnecessary burden.
What else could be done?
Everything they once had came from their father's generosity, and the reason why their father was generous was because Song Rui was his favorite heir, the chess piece that could help him regain power in the Song family, win the game, and return to the pinnacle of power.
This almost pathological relationship constitutes their small family. Everyone pretends that everything is normal, deceiving not only others but also themselves, and in the end even believes it to be true.
Song Panpan actually didn't quite understand why her father gave up the legitimate heir, his legitimate son, and instead placed high hopes on illegitimate children like them.
It is obvious that whether in terms of ability or means, or the respect of the elders in the family, Song Yanming is countless times better than Song Rui, and can be called the perfect heir.
But my father was not satisfied and instead sought something far away.
It is obvious that as long as he can establish a good relationship with his son, he will be able to have a worry-free life and rise to a high position in the future, and will not end up in a situation where he is almost kicked out of the house.
It was not until Song Panpan followed her father into the mysterious and unfamiliar Beijing compound, which symbolized the pinnacle of power, and met her father's original wife, that she got a vague idea.
Just as my mother often told me, a wife who is too strong will make a man feel that his status is threatened. Compared with a smart and capable woman, men often prefer a woman who is submissive and can depend on him wholeheartedly, because this can satisfy his self-esteem and desire for conquest to the greatest extent.
And in this process, as long as you can achieve all of the above, beauty is actually dispensable.
One is to provide sensory stimulation, the other is to provide spiritual comfort.
The former is readily available, but the latter is not common.
This is also one of the reasons why many men are still fascinated by the women they cheat with, even though they are not as good as their original wives in all aspects.
The same principle applies to fathers and sons.
Women want their sons to be successful and have high hopes for their children, while men usually regard their children's excellence as a challenge to their own status and authority.
It is a bit similar to the hierarchy of wolves. Only the young wolf who defeats the wolf king can become the new wolf king. They regard it as a change of power. Once they feel threatened, they will suppress the opponent with bared teeth and use force to make the opponent surrender.
The father may not like strong women, and he also does not want his children to have better abilities and means than him.
Therefore, Song Rui, who was lacking in everything, finally became the favored son of Song's father.
So her mother often said to her: "Panpan, you must be obedient."
Listen to your father and your brother.
Let men do the work of fighting for power, girls just need to be quiet and sensible and enjoy the results.
And her own mother was able to defeat her father's original wife and other lovers in this way and gain her father's favor and trust.
The mother's approach indeed allowed them to live a life without worries about food and clothing.
However, the consequence of doing so is that once the man in the family falls, the wealth obtained from relying on the other party will vanish into thin air in an instant.
This is obviously a high-risk, high-return deal, and it is also a highly profitable one. It is a gamble that will affect the rest of your life.
In the past, because of the precedent of her mother, Song Panpan did not think there was anything wrong with it and mostly agreed with what her mother said.
Even if there were some disagreements, they gradually began to waver and reach consensus after the mother's personal demonstration and proofreading.
But now, after losing everything, she suddenly began to question her mother's words and opinions.
The 50-square-meter house is narrow and cramped. The living room has no windows, the bathroom is too narrow to turn around, and in order to save space, the kitchen is only wide enough for one person to pass through the narrow corridor.
Even with such a spatial layout, we still have to squeeze out a master bedroom and a second bedroom, so one can imagine the environment inside the room.
In the urban area of Haiqi, the rent for such an apartment is 6800 yuan per month. Even cheaper is a single room, but there are three of them, so they can only wait for Song Rui to go abroad and then move elsewhere to save living costs.
Whenever she thought of this, Song Panpan felt sad. Based on her spending a month ago, any meal would cost more than this amount, and she didn't even blink an eye when buying big-brand bags worth hundreds of thousands in the mall.
But now the three of them have to squeeze into such a cramped house and live frugally for the monthly rent of 6,800 yuan. She really can't get used to such a big economic gap.
The dimly lit small living room was filled with several suitcases, and the things Song Rui needed for his trip abroad were piled everywhere. It took her a while to find her mother who was packing Song Rui's luggage in the master bedroom.
This woman, whose appearance was not beautiful and whose eyes had even begun to show wrinkles due to the hard work of the past few days, smiled gently and looked at Song Panpan with affection in her eyes:
"Pan Pan, you're back. How's it going? Is Yan Ming willing to help us?"
Faced with such a gentle mother, Song Panpan felt as if a huge stone in her heart had fallen to the ground, and the grievance after all the anxiety instantly surged up.
She couldn't bear it any longer, and with red eyes she walked over and threw herself into the woman's arms, "Mom——"
The woman seemed to have anticipated this outcome. Instead of blaming her, she patted her on the back to comfort her. "He doesn't agree, right? It's okay. I took it for granted. It's hard for you to make this trip, Panpan."
Hearing her mother say this, Song Panpan felt completely relieved.
Her mother really still cares about her, she thought. How could such a gentle mother sacrifice her and sell her daughter for fame and fortune in exchange for her past glory and wealth?
Just as she slowly relaxed her guard and wanted to cry to her mother about Song Yanming's slander, Song Rui's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
"I knew you were a loser." He said with contempt, "If you can't even do such a small thing, what else can you do? Forget it, I knew long ago that you can't be relied on. Fortunately, mom has already found a marriage partner for you. Anyway, you are already an adult, and it's useless to stay at home. It's better to pack up and get married early. Mr. Wang promised to give us a generous gift money, which is enough to support the family expenses and my travel expenses in recent years. Later-"
"Mom?" The expression on Song Panpan's face was completely frozen because of Song Rui's words.
She looked up at her mother in some surprise, only to see that the woman was still speaking in a gentle tone, words that pierced her heart.
“Pan Pan…” the woman said, “For us women, marrying well is more important than anything else. I’m helping you. You are my daughter, so you must listen to me. I will never harm you.”
Listening to her mother's words, Song Panpan felt a buzzing in her head. Song Yanming's previous words, "As long as you want, you can fight for a chance for your family to make a comeback," also echoed in her ears.
"I... I won't marry." Song Panpan's lips moved a few times and she uttered these words in a trembling voice.
Before the woman could say anything, Song Rui on the side became unhappy. He walked up and grabbed Song Panpan's arm, pulled her out of the woman's arms, and scolded her harshly:
"Not getting married? What else do you want to do if you don't get married? Your family has supported you for so many years, and the money spent on you is not wasted! Do you know that our family is heavily in debt now? Do you know how much money it will cost for me to go abroad? Song Panpan, when will you stop being so naive and understand things?"
"The money is not spent by me alone. The luxury cars and watches you bought for your girlfriend are not enough?!" Song Panpan retorted subconsciously. At this time, the woman's voice rang again.
"Panpan, don't talk back to your brother."
Song Panpan choked up and looked at Song Rui, who was proud of his mother's favoritism. She turned her head unwillingly and looked at the woman, "Mom, I know that our family is in financial difficulties now. I can go out to work, I can also work part-time to save money, I can also--"
"Pan Pan." The woman raised her voice, her accusation more serious, "How many times have I told you that men should make money? Men who can't support women are useless. Men who let women go out to earn money to support the family are also useless. I've been with your father for so many years, and he has never let me go out to work for a single day. You are my daughter, how could I let you suffer like this?"
At this point, her voice softened again, and she advised kindly:
"Don't worry, I'm not someone you can marry just because you want me to. Although Mr. Wang is divorced and has a two-year-old daughter, he comes from a wealthy family and owns three listed companies at a young age. He is only 28 or 29 years old, with regular features and a good appearance.
His daughter is young. If you start taking care of her now, she will regard you as her biological mother in the future. When you give birth to your own child in two years, she will be Mrs. Wang, no worse than other children.
Except that the Wang family is not as powerful and wealthy as the Song family, you are much better than when I was with your father..."
The more Song Panpan listened, the more she felt her eyes darken. However, Song Rui was still chiming in and sarcastically saying:
"With our current situation, it's good enough that someone wants you. The opportunity is right in front of us. Do you want us to live in a house like this for the rest of our lives and never have a chance to turn things around?
I'm only going abroad for a few years. Once I've established myself abroad, I'll definitely come back to make a comeback. Mr. Wang has promised to give us a gift of 5 million. If you say you won't go now and lose this opportunity, do you want to hold me back and drag down our family? !
"I asked you to hook up with Master Pei before, but you didn't want to. You haven't done anything in three years. Are you worthy of our mother's good intentions? If you had gotten Pei Jin earlier, would Song Yanming, that bastard, dare to bully us? We gave you the chance, but you didn't cherish it and didn't make progress. We are in this situation today because of you!!!"
Song Panpan looked at the greedy face of her so-called brother, as if she was getting to know the person in front of her all over again, and the little bit of nostalgia she had for family affection was completely gone.
But Song Panpan had been raised in a greenhouse since she was a child. She was submissive, submissive, and had a strong sense of inferiority. Even if she wanted to scold him to vent her anger, she couldn't find so many words. She only hated herself for being tongue-tied and not knowing how to argue. After holding it in for a long time, she could only say one sentence:
"If you want to marry, marry yourself!"
Unexpectedly, before Song Rui could speak, his mother took over the conversation:
"It's not the right time yet, Panpan. Song Rui is not in desperate situation yet. He still has a chance to get a share of the Song family's property, even if it's just a small part. Before that, I must ensure that he still has the surname Song and is still connected to the Song family by blood and surname."
The woman's eyes were staring at Song Panpan so darkly that she suddenly realized that the other person's expression seemed a little abnormal, which gave her goose bumps running down the back of her arm.
The woman said, "When he has no hope of making a comeback, I will naturally look for someone else. If necessary, I will even get married. As long as the other party can provide us with financial and material support and as long as he is a qualified "man", I will not even mind his age or appearance... But not now."
"...Mad men." Song Panpan shuddered, glanced at her mother and brother, and repeated, "You are all crazy...you are a bunch of crazy people! You are not normal at all!!!"
At this moment, she felt difficulty breathing and desperately wanted to escape from everything in front of her.
Looking at the so-called relatives in front of her, she even suddenly had the illusion that they were actually normal and she was the crazy one.
She grew up in such a family and lived with such a family for nearly twenty years. In this process, her thoughts were assimilated and her will was corrupted. Before this, she had never thought of questioning or denying the "domestication" from her original family.
How could I be normal when I grew up in this environment? Song Panpan thought. I guess other people also think I am a madman. Those who jumped out to mock me and take advantage of me might be right.
Therefore, when she suddenly saw everything clearly, she felt nothing but fear.
She didn't know how she escaped from that small, cramped house, or how she broke free from the control of the two men. When she came to her senses, she was back in the car, sitting in the back seat of Song Yanming's black sedan.
Within the range of vision, there was a clean, white hand holding a pack of tissues and handing it to him.
"Wipe it." said Bai Yuan.
Only then did Song Panpan realize that her vision was blurry and her face was wet. The tearing cry was heard by her ears again.
She looked at the tissue in front of her, sniffed, and didn't take it. She just looked at Bai Yuan with her embarrassed face, pulling the corners of her mouth to reveal a bitter smile, "Ms. Bai, you must be laughing at me and looking down on me in your heart right now, right?"