Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

Song Yiyan is in a complicated mood now.

Although Jiangcheng is not small, it is not that big either. After all, it is just a city surrounded by islands.

What if, what if Mrs. Song meets Song Hua?

Zheng Mei felt that he was destined to Song Hua when he first saw her. If Mrs. Song saw Song Hua, she would be in big trouble.

After all, even when she saw Song Hua smiling, she felt that her features looked very much like Zheng Mei's.

no.

Old Mrs. Song cannot be allowed to go to Jiangcheng.

Song Yiyan turned to look at Song Boyang and asked with a smile: "Brother, does grandma have anything else to do when she goes to Jiangcheng?"

Hearing this, Song Boyang nodded slightly, "Well, I heard that my cousin has found a girlfriend."

Mrs. Song is getting older. In addition to wanting to find her only granddaughter, she also has a wish to see her grandchildren start their own families.

Now that one of her grandsons has finally found a girlfriend, Mrs. Song certainly wants to go and see for herself.

"So that's it." Song Yiyan nodded, and then asked, "When does grandma plan to set off?"

"It should be tomorrow morning." Song Boyang replied.

"Oh." Song Yiyan felt a little regretful, "It's a pity that I don't have a vacation. If I had a vacation, I would go with grandma."

At this point, she seemed to have thought of something, and her expression became sad for a moment, "Forget it... If I really go, I will only make grandma unhappy."

Speaking of the last sentence, Song Yiyan was very aggrieved.

Song Boyang felt very distressed when he heard this.

He has never understood why Mrs. Song attaches so much importance to blood relations.

Song Boyang touched Song Yiyan's head, "Yiyan, you still have a brother."

Song Yiyan smiled, rested her head on Song Boyang's shoulder, and then quickly moved away, "Third brother, thank you."

"Idiot." Song Boyang smiled fondly.

Just like his persona in front of the public.

A doting girl.

Because of this persona, Song Boyang also attracted a wave of fans from passers-by.

Song Yiyan also won the title of "National Sister".

Therefore, not only Song Boyang dotes on Song Yiyan, but there are also a bunch of Song Boyang's fans who dote on Song Yiyan.

Song Boyang continued: "Grandma is older, so she is a bit stubborn, and her ideas are different from those of us young people. Don't care too much about everything, just pretend that she doesn't exist."

Anyway, Song Yiyan doesn't rely on Mrs. Song for a living.

It’s the same whether there is Mrs. Song or not.

Song Yiyan didn't need to look at Mrs. Song's eyes at all.

The reason why Song Yiyan cares so much about what Mrs. Song thinks of her is because she is a filial and good granddaughter.

pity.

Not only did Mrs. Song not see how good Song Yiyan was, she even speculated about Song Yiyan.

Thinking of this, Song Boyang sighed.

Song Yiyan smiled and said: "My third brother is fine, she is a grandma and an elder. No matter how she treats me, I can't ignore her. This is disrespectful."

She won't do anything disrespectful.

Song Boyang looked at Song Yiyan, his eyes filled with distress.

His sister is so soft-hearted.

But this is fine.

Compared to those whose new phones are heavy, Song Boyang prefers Song Yiyan.

Simple and easy going.

There is no need to worry at all when getting along with Song Yiyan.

Do whatever you want to do, say what you want to say.

At this moment, there was a coughing sound from upstairs.

Song Yiyan looked up, "It seems like grandma is coughing, right?"

"Um."

Song Yiyan was very worried, "Grandma has been coughing like this for several days. Let me cook some loquat paste for her. This will help her get better faster."

After saying that, Song Yiyan turned around and left.

Song Boyang looked at her back and shook his head helplessly.

Old Mrs. Song treats Song Yiyan like this, but Song Yiyan not only does not hold grudges, but also goes to cook loquat paste for Old Mrs. Song. Where can I find such a good granddaughter?

Maybe even Song Yan, who is missing, can't do this, right?

I am afraid that Mrs. Song is the only one in this world who was born in a blessed state and does not know how blessed she is!

Song Yiyan came to the kitchen and started cooking loquat paste.

Not long after, Zhang Ma also came to the kitchen.

The two are not too far apart.

Zhang’s mother greeted her as usual, “Miss, do you need my help?”

"No need, I'll cook some loquat paste for grandma."

Zhang Ma nodded.

Song Yiyan used the action of holding the bowl and continued: "Is the old woman allergic to pears?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ma glanced at Song Yiyan.

Song Yiyan squinted her eyes, picked up a piece of cut pear, and threw it into the pot.

Mrs. Song is old and has a weak immune system. It will take at least a week for her to recover from the allergy.

When the time comes, the second uncle of the Song family will definitely take the initiative to take his son to see Mrs. Song.

This way Mrs. Song doesn't have to go to Jiangcheng.

Stewing loquat paste and pears together is a good remedy for coughing. But when Mrs. Song became allergic, she was not responsible.

Thinking of this, Song Yiyan curled her lips.

After it was cooked, Song Yiyan poured out the soup and brought it to Mrs. Song's room.

Old Mrs. Song was chatting with Chu Liangyu, the second daughter-in-law of the Song family, with a smile on her face, "Teacher? A good teacher. I have a scholarly family background, and I teach and educate people. It almost doesn't matter what my family background is, as long as my character is good."

The Song family has nothing.

There is no lack of strength, and there is no need to engage in any family marriage.

Liangyu's face can't be seen clearly on the phone, but Chu Liangyu's voice can only be heard, "I think the same as you, as long as the girl looks upright and has a good character. It's useless if she's too beautiful, and she's not participating in a beauty pageant.

.”

Mrs. Song and her daughter-in-law were quite able to chat, and she smiled and said, "You're right."

"Grandma," Song Yiyan brought the bowl to Mrs. Song, "seeing that you coughed so badly, I made some Pipa soup for you. You can drink some. My classmate said that this is very effective in relieving coughs."

Seeing Song Yiyan on the phone, Chu Liangyu smiled and said: "Yiyan is so filial."

"These are the second aunties I should be."

Mrs. Song took the bowl handed over by Song Yiyan and said thank you. She was about to lower her head and take a sip, but at this moment she frowned slightly.

wrong.

The taste of this Pipa soup is very wrong.

Her hesitant movements made Song Yiyan very anxious.

Drink quickly!

Drink quickly!

Why aren't you drinking yet?

Mrs. Song held her mobile phone in one hand and slammed the bowl on the table with the other hand, "What did you put here?"

Song Yiyan's expression changed, "No, I didn't put anything in it!"

How could she have imagined that Mrs. Song could tell that something was wrong just by smelling it?

Mrs. Song cut off the video, "Have you put the pears in?"

"Let it go," Song Yiyan explained: "My classmate said that the stew of loquat paste with some pear meat is particularly effective in relieving coughs."

"You don't know that I'm allergic to pears?" Mrs. Song asked back.

"I don't know, grandma, I really don't know," Song Yiyan explained with red eyes, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I just want your cough to get better soon. I really didn't know you were allergic to pears."

He who does not know is not guilty.

Mrs. Song has no evidence to prove that she did it on purpose.

Anyway, Mrs. Song has never liked her, and she is not afraid of offending Mrs. Song this time.

"You don't know," Old Mrs. Song just looked at Song Yiyan, "I think you did it on purpose, right?"

Although Mrs. Song was older, her eyes were still sharp, which made Song Yiyan feel a little flustered.

But she can't panic now.

She wanted to show all her grievances.

Only the weak can catch everyone's attention.

"I really didn't mean it," Song Yiyan cried, "Grandma, believe me. You are my grandma, how could I have done it on purpose?"

"Kiss grandma?" Mrs. Song's eyes were full of sarcastic smiles, "I don't have a cruel granddaughter like you! I think you just want me to die early, right? If I die, no one in this family will know about you.

His true face?"

"No, I didn't..."

Song Yiyan cried until the pear blossoms were filled with rain.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this.

There was quite a commotion upstairs, but Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei were discussing something in the room, and Song Boyang also went out.

If this continues, Song Yiyan will definitely suffer.

Zhang's mother narrowed her eyes and immediately ran to knock on Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei's bedroom door, "Sir and Madam, it's not good!"

Soon, the door opened and Song Xiuwei was wearing pajamas. "What's wrong?"

Zhang's mother pointed in the direction of Mrs. Song's room and said, "Old lady, the old lady and the young lady are quarreling."

Upon hearing this, Song Xiuwei became anxious, "I'm going to change clothes first."

Opening the door again, Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei were both fully dressed.

Song Xiuwei frowned and said, "What's going on? How did the old lady get into a quarrel with Yiyan?"

Although Mrs. Song usually didn't like Song Yiyan very much, she wouldn't quarrel with her. At most, she would just give her a few scoldings.

But today, as soon as he left the room, he heard Song Yiyan crying.

Zheng Mei was also very anxious, "Mother Zhang, what is going on?"

Zhang Ma shook her head, "I don't know the specific situation very well. I know that just now the lady brought a bowl of cough soup to the old lady, and then, then I heard the lady crying, and...

..”

"What else?" Zheng Mei asked.

Zhang Ma continued: "There are also scoldings from the old lady."

Zheng Mei sighed.

I don’t know what Song Yiyan did today to make Mrs. Song so angry.

The couple walked quickly to Mrs. Song's room.

As soon as they entered the house, they saw Song Yiyan standing there crying with tears in her eyes, while Mrs. Song stood there high and mighty.

Seeing Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei come in, Mrs. Song angrily scolded, "Look at the good daughter you two raised!"

"Mom, what's going on?" Song Xiuwei asked.

Before Mrs. Song could speak, Song Yiyan cried and said, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Seeing that Song Yiyan not only did not know her fault, but also pretended to be pitiful to gain sympathy, Mrs. Song was even more angry.

Zheng Mei comes from a famous family and is usually well-informed and sensible. Song Yiyan also brought her up, so how did she end up like this!

There is no trace of the ladylike bearing of everyone.

"What's going on?" Song Xiuwei looked at Song Yiyan with a straight face.

Song Yiyan stopped talking, just lowered her head and cried.

"The good daughter you two raised, she wants to murder me!" Old Mrs. Song said.

"Mom?" Song Xiuwei looked at Mrs. Song in surprise.

He is very busy on weekdays. Although he doesn't pay enough attention to Song Yiyan and doesn't know him well enough, he probably knows that Song Yiyan is not the kind of person who can murder grandma.

"You, did you misunderstand something?" Zheng Mei then asked.

Mrs. Song pointed to the soup bowl and said, "Ask yourselves, what did she add to the soup?"

"What did you add?" Song Xiuwei looked at Song Yiyan.

"......pear......"

Hearing this, Song Xiuwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Mrs. Song's attitude, he thought Song Yiyan had added some poison to the soup.

It's just a piece of pear.

Zheng Mei was the first to react, "Mom, you are allergic to pears."

Mrs. Song continued: "If I hadn't smelled it just now and drank it directly, I would have been lying in the ambulance by now." Mrs. Song's allergies are very serious, and if she consumes too much, it may even be life-threatening.

"Do you think she wants to murder me?" Mrs. Song then asked.

Song Yiyan shook her head helplessly, "I don't know, I really don't know... I just saw grandma coughing all the time, and wanted to make her cough better soon, so I stewed some loquat paste."

Song Yiyan looked like she was also innocent.

The Song family did not tell her that Mrs. Song was allergic to pears. She only heard the servants discuss it.

Seeing Song Yiyan crying so pitifully, Song Xiuwei turned to look at Zheng Mei, "Have you ever told Yiyan that mom is allergic to pears?"

"No." Zheng Mei shook her head.

She only emphasized this to the maid at home.

After he finished speaking, Zheng Mei continued: "Mom, this is all my fault. I didn't make it clear to Yiyan. If you want to blame, just blame me."

As a mother, Zheng Mei could only take all the problems on herself at this time.

Song Xiuwei also followed: "Mom, Yiyan is your granddaughter, how could she try to kill you! She has good intentions and wants you to get well soon. Unfortunately, good intentions lead to bad things, so don't be angry."

Mrs. Song frowned, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if I drank this soup?"

She saw that Song Yiyan did it on purpose.

It's so vicious.

When she first adopted Song Yiyan, Mrs. Song was not very happy, but Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei felt that the child was destined for them and was about the same size as Song Yan, so they insisted on keeping her.

Now it seems that Song Yiyan is the cause of trouble!

If Song Yiyan hadn't been there, Song Yan might have been found long ago.

Song Xiuwei smiled and said, "You didn't drink, didn't you? So we don't make this assumption."

"You two just spoil her!" Old Mrs. Song scolded her angrily, "Sooner or later something will happen if you spoil her."

Song Xiuwei continued to laugh.

Zheng Mei supported Song Yiyan, "Mom, it's getting late. You should go to bed early. Yiyan and I are going back to the room."

The less trouble, the better.

If Song Yiyan is not taken away at this time, the conflict will only get worse.

Song Xiuwei then said: "Mom, then I'll go back too."

"You stay." Mrs. Song said coldly.

Song Xiuwei had no choice but to stop.

"Go and close the door." Mrs. Song continued.

Song Xiuwei walked over and closed the door.

Mrs. Song looked at Song Xiuwei, "You can't go on like this!"

"Mom, what do you mean?" Song Xiuwei asked.

Old Mrs. Song frowned, "Don't you see yet, Mom? Song Yiyan is a disaster!"

Song Xiuwei felt that Mrs. Song took the matter too seriously, and then said: "Mom, those who don't know are not guilty. Yiyan is just a child, you give her a chance."

"She dared to deliberately put pears in the soup today, and she will dare to poison her tomorrow!" Old Mrs. Song stood up from her chair, "Hurry up and kiss her."

Song Yiyan has been in the Song family for so many years, and it is impossible to drive him out.

The best way now is to get her married.

Otherwise, she will be in big trouble!

"Mom, Yiyan is still in college." Song Xiuwei was a little helpless.

His mother is good at everything, but her only flaw is that she is too conceited. Whatever she thinks is what she says, and no one can refute her.

Song Yiyan was indeed at fault for what happened tonight.

But her starting point was right.

Song Yiyan made the mistake of not asking Zheng Mei, so she made her own decision.

Mrs. Song's huge reaction was too exaggerated.

Old Mrs. Song frowned, "You mean you can't say goodbye when you go to college?"

Song Xiuwei sighed, "Yiyan is the only girl in our Song family besides Yanyan. Zheng Mei and I want to keep her for a few more years. We don't want her to get married so quickly."

During the dark period when Song Yan disappeared, Song Yiyan was the couple's only spiritual sustenance.

Over the years, Song Yiyan has been like their biological daughter in their hearts.

After hearing these words, Mrs. Song shook her head.

This son of hers is really smart for a lifetime and confused for a while.

"Have you ever thought about what Yanyan would think when she comes back and sees that you have adopted a child to replace her?" Old Mrs. Song then asked: "Will she feel aggrieved?"

Song Xiuwei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I never wanted Yiyan to replace Yanyan. No one can replace Yanyan in my heart!"

Song Yan is Song Yan, and Song Yiyan is Song Yiyan. Song Xiuwei still knows this.

Song Xiuwei continued: "Mom, Yiyan really didn't do it on purpose this time. Just calm down and don't think so much. You have to catch a flight tomorrow, so go to bed early tonight and I'll take you to the airport tomorrow morning."

After he finished speaking, Song Xiuwei said again: "I'll go back to the room first, mom."

Looking at Song Xiuwei's back, Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes.

Rather than holding Song Yiyan accountable, perhaps she should figure out why Song Yiyan suddenly wanted to harm her.

Just because she is going to Jiangcheng?

Could it be that Song Yiyan has any secrets in Jiangcheng?

After Song Xiuwei returned to the room, Zheng Mei had already changed into pajamas.

Song Xiuwei asked with concern: "How is Yiyan's mood?"

"Nothing else, just a little aggrieved. I kept saying that I knew I was wrong." Zheng Mei replied.

Hearing that Song Yiyan was okay, Song Xiuwei breathed a sigh of relief, "Actually, mom is getting older and thinks more extreme about things. Tomorrow you can comfort Yiyan and tell her not to think so much."

"Yeah." Zheng Mei nodded, "I know."

Song Xiuwei started to change into pajamas, "What do you think about doing this?"

Zheng Mei said: "I still won't comment."

She doesn't like to judge others behind their backs, not to mention that that person is her mother-in-law.

In this world, no daughter-in-law would like a strong mother-in-law.

Fortunately, Mrs. Song didn't live with her.

Song Xiuwei pressed his eyebrows and continued: "Mom is going to Jiangcheng tomorrow. You come with me to see her off."

"Okay." Zheng Mei nodded.

...

Jiangcheng.

Song Hua prescribed two sets of Chinese medicine and gave them to Sun Qian and Yue Dengke respectively.

"This is Mrs. Yue's and this is Mr. Yue's. Take the medicine according to the prescription and make sure there is no mistake."

"Okay." Sun Qian nodded.

Yue Dengke then asked: "How long do I need to take this medicine?"

Song Hua replied, "If you take it for a week first and then do acupuncture, you can almost prepare for pregnancy."

"Okay." Yue Dengke nodded and took the prescription handed over by Song Hua with both hands.

It was obviously just a piece of paper, but Yue Dengke felt it weighed a thousand kilograms.

"Thank you, Miss Song."

Song Hua then warned: "Don't be overly sad during this period, go to bed early and get up early, and eat three meals on time."

"OK."

Zhou Fengyan stood aside, "Qianqian, Deng Ke, you must remember Miss Song's words."

"Don't worry." Sun Qian looked at Zhou Fengyan and said.

Seeing Sun Qian like this, Zhou Fengyan felt relieved a lot.

Compared with before, Sun Qian's condition is not a little bit better.

After leaving Yue's house, Zhou Fengyan wanted to drive Song Hua back.

Song Hua declined, "I'll just ride back."

Unless there is an emergency, Song Hua rarely takes the car.

"Your place is twenty kilometers away from here!"

It takes about twenty minutes to drive and at least half an hour to ride.

"It's okay," Song Hua spotted a shared bicycle on the side of the road, "I just happened to be exercising."

Zhou Fengyan smiled and said, "Okay then, Huahua, please pay attention to safety on the road."

"Okay Aunt Zhou."

Songhua rides at a very slow speed, stops at red lights and goes on green lights, and abides by traffic rules. Even at an empty intersection, she will abide by traffic rules.

A luxury car passed in front of her.

brush!

Not long after, the same luxury car circled back from the original road and stopped in front of Song Hua with a swipe.

Fortunately, Song Hua's driving skills were very good. Otherwise, she would have crashed directly into her.

Ten million Sibel.

If it does crash, the repair fee will start at a minimum of six figures.

Soon, the car window lowered, revealing a handsome face brushed by the sun.

"Beauty, please add me on WeChat to get to know my last name?"

"I have a boyfriend." Song Hua declined.

Shi Zichen smiled and said: "Then just be a spare tire! I am lucky to be a spare tire for a beautiful woman."

With just such words, Shi Zichen captured the hearts of many beauties.

When many girls hear these words, even if they are really not interested in Shi Zichen at first, they will add him on WeChat half-heartedly.

"I don't have the habit of keeping spare tires." Song Hua still refused.

Shi Zichen's eyes lit up.

He has been playing in the world for many years and has never seen such an interesting person.

At first I thought she was just a vase beauty, but now it seems that this beauty is not just a beauty.

Before Zi Chen could react, Song Hua turned the car and drove off.

Shi Zichen whistled, started the engine and left.

They are all in Jiangcheng, and he believes that as long as there is fate, they will meet again.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the Su family villa.

Shi Zichen shouted, "Cousin!"

Mrs. Su walked out of the house and said with a smile, "Zi Chen is here."

"Grandma!" Shi Zichen gave Mrs. Su a big hug.

Mrs. Su liked Shi Zichen's temperament very much and said with a smile: "Did Zichen bring a girlfriend to show grandma?"

"We haven't found it yet," Shi Zichen continued, "but if nothing else happens, it should be soon."

Shi Zichen has dated many girlfriends, but has never brought one home.

Hearing this, Mrs. Su smiled and asked, "Are you trying to calm down?"

"Yeah." Shi Zichen nodded.

Mrs. Su was very happy for Shi Zichen, "Come in and sit down."

"My cousin hasn't come back yet?" Shi Zichen looked into the room and then asked.

"I'm back. I'm in the study room." Old Mrs. Su replied.

Shi Zichen continued: "Then I'll go see him."

"Go." Mrs. Su nodded.

Shi Zichen didn't knock on the door, just opened the study door.

Su Shiyue was processing documents. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and glanced at Shi Zichen, "Here we come."

Shi Zichen took an apple from the desk and didn't wash it. He wiped it with his sleeve and started to eat it. "Cousin, I met a super pretty girl today! I decided to pursue her!"

Hearing this, Su Shiyue wasn't too surprised.

In this case, Shi Zichen said it not once or twice.

Seeing that Su Shiyue remained silent, Shi Zichen continued: "Cousin, I'm serious this time, don't take it lightly!"

Hearing this, Su Shiyue put down the documents in his hands and asked, "Whose girl is this?"

"I don't know whose family it is from, but it's very good-looking!" Thinking of his chance encounter tonight, Shi Zichen's beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons.

"Superficial." Hearing this, Su Shiyue directly gave a two-word evaluation.

Shi Zichen looked at Su Shiyue, "Aren't you superficial? Do you like ugly people?"

Su Shiyue smiled and did not explain.

But he knew that Shi Zichen would never like an ugly guy.

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Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~