After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 93 Watching the Swans
Thinking about it this way, Du Lan seemed to be a pitiful person as well, not much different from herself, Song Jin'an thought.

She was used by the Song family and despised by the Gu family. These years have been very hard for her.

But it seems that for the elite families of high society, even their own daughters can be destroyed and exploited by power and interests; indeed, they are all equally filthy and despicable...

She would never allow her daughter to become the next her or the next Duran, so she had to firmly hold custody of the child in her own hands.

After Gu Hetang finished eating, Song Jin'an took her out of the baby chair to wash up. By the time she took the baby out again, Gu Xijue had already left, leaving only Du Lan waiting in the living room.

She saw Song Jin come out carrying the child and quickly went up to her, speaking gently, "Give Tangtang to me, we have to go to class."

Duran spoke in a gentle tone, blinking his eyes, his face beaming with a smile, clearly in a very good mood.

Gu Hetang was terrified when he saw her outstretched hand. He clung to Song Jin'an, tears streaming down his face, and cried, "I won't learn..."

"No, no!"

She was very agitated; even her baby voice sounded angry.

Du Lan was a little embarrassed and was about to reach out to comfort Gu Hetang when Song Jin'an stopped her with an apologetic look. She then gently tried to coax Gu Hetang, but she couldn't soothe him.

Song Jin'an was still worried about her daughter, so she took out her phone to type and then voice to discuss with Du Lan: "Ms. Du, how about we skip today's class and move it to the back? I also think that one year old is too young to start learning piano."

Actually, she always felt that starting to learn piano at the age of one was too early. If you have talent, it's fine, but if you don't, it will only be torture.

Song Jin'an has never forced Gu Hetang to do things he doesn't like, partly because she feels the child is still young, and partly because she feels sorry for him.

Du Lan looked at Song Jin'an, seemingly feeling that this educational philosophy was wrong. After thinking for a few seconds, she looked at him with puzzlement and asked, "Do you really think so?"

“I think Mrs. Gu, your educational philosophy…” She seemed to want to suppress it, but couldn’t, so she just said it all in one breath: “The Gu family has always advocated the concept of elite education, and children should be nurtured from a young age.”

"Indeed, learning piano is a very tedious thing, but that world-famous pianist was beaten by his father with a stick." The idea she wanted to express was that a doting mother spoils her son.

Song Jin'an also responded via mobile phone: "But Tangtang is not a genius. She is already afraid of taking piano lessons again and she cries in her dreams at night."

All she wanted was for her daughter to have a happy childhood.

"I admit, I am a soft-hearted mother."

Song Jin'an gripped her phone tightly. After each piano lesson, Gu Hetang's eyes were swollen. A one-year-old child doesn't understand much and can be frightened to tears. Occasionally, Du Lan would slap his palms. Of course, she only felt sorry for him and knew that being hit was a required course in learning art, so she only felt the pain in her heart.

"Mrs. Gu, your vision is still too narrow."

After listening to what Song Jin'an said, Du Lan still couldn't understand her behavior.

Because in Duran's eyes, this was how he grew up. He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting from a young age, and attended countless extracurricular classes as a child, such as golf, horseback riding, flower arranging and so on. These were all compulsory courses for socialites and gentlemen in high society.

"No pain, no gain," Duran said again.

These were the words Du Minghua's father said to Du Lan when she was a child and was crying and refusing to study.

Subsequently, Du Minghua's education was also very successful, and Du Lan was admitted to one of the world's top art departments.

Hearing this, Song Jin'an wasn't angry. Instead, she protected Gu Hetang and, without any room for negotiation, took the child away. Du Lan watched her leave with the child, frowning, a sudden surge of anger rising in her heart. She muttered, "She really has no sense of propriety. If Gu Hetang grows up without learning anything, she'll definitely hate you to death."

When all the rich young ladies around her are good at everything, she will be the only one who suffers setbacks and can't do anything. She will definitely hate her birth mother who didn't raise her properly from childhood.

After Gu Hetang was carried away by Song Jin'an, a smile visibly reappeared on her little face. Tears were still on her face. Song Jin'an wiped her face with a towel and reached out to pinch her cheek.

Actually, Song Jin'an wasn't narrow-minded and didn't prevent Gu Hetang from studying.

It's because Gu Hetang has been forced to become very averse to learning the piano. How could a one-year-old child understand that these things would become helpful when she grows up? The more you force her, the more afraid she becomes and the less she wants to do it.

Not wanting to leave a trauma on the heart of a one-year-old child, Song Jin'an decided to talk to Gu Xijue about it that night, and then discuss it when Gu Hetang was a little older.

Du Lan left, and Song Jin'an thought of taking Gu Hetang for some fresh air in the neighborhood. The weather was fine and the sun wasn't too strong.

Compared to being confined indoors to learn piano, Gu Hetang prefers to play outside. During this time, Song Jin'an has been busy rushing to finish her drawings, so the task of taking Gu Hetang out has always fallen on Lin Ma.

Song Jin'an pushed the stroller, and Gu Hetang was very happy inside, his eyes always fixed on the outside world.

Because she is so beautiful, many passersby would glance at her several times and say that she would definitely be a little beauty when she grew up.

Gu Hetang, with her sharp eyes, spotted a white swan in the lake at a glance. She raised her little hand and pointed ahead, exclaiming, "Mommy, swan, swan..."

"Goose, goose—"

Gu Xijue had taught her animal flashcards, so she knew it was a goose.

Song Jin'an pushed him forward to the railing by the lake. The little guy waved his little hands happily and babbled away. He was so happy.

The mother and daughter watched the swans by the lake for more than half an hour. The little girl didn't seem bored at all, her eyes were glued to the swans. Just then, Song Jin'an's phone rang. She opened it and saw that it was a message from Jiang Ciyu.

Since their ordeal together, Song Jin'an has harbored no hostility towards Jiang Ciyu. The two are considered ordinary friends and sometimes chat with each other.

[You've been updating your comics really frequently lately, almost daily.]

Originally, Song Jin'an didn't want to reveal her pseudonym to Jiang Ciyu, but because her pseudonym was too easy to guess, and because her current editor was a good friend of Jiang Ciyu, he would sometimes ask her about the comic.

【Um. 】

She simply replied with an "Mm," and then the other end started typing. A little while later, another message came through.

I'd like to ask about what happens next in the story.

Song Jin'an looked at the message that had just been sent, raised her eyebrows slightly, and typed out a line of text with her slender fingers.

No comment, just keep following the updates.

After typing that line, she glanced at the time. It was getting late, and she should go home. Without looking at her phone again, she pushed the stroller back home.

(End of this chapter)