Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

After coming out of Zheng Yuerong's bedroom, Yang Zixuan was humming a little tune and seemed to be in a good mood.

As long as she thinks that Yu Tingzhi will be divorced soon, she will be extremely happy.

It's best to make Mr. Yu angry and find something wrong with him.

When people get old, their health is already in bad condition, and it is not impossible to be angered to death.

"How's it going? Did I guess it?"

When Yang Zixuan returned to the room, Yu Tingye couldn't wait to speak.

Yang Zixuan nodded, "But it's not that Miss Song regrets her marriage, but..."

Speaking of this, she deliberately let it slip.

"But what?" Yu Tingye asked immediately.

Yang Zixuan continued: "It's... a substitute marriage."

"Substitute marriage?" Yu Tingye squinted his eyes, "Does the Song family want to trick a civet cat into replacing the prince?"

"It's not like the civet cat is replacing the prince."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Zixuan told Yu Tingye everything she heard from Zheng Yuerong.

Hearing this, Yu Tingye's eyes were full of calculation.

There's something good to watch now!

.....

study.

Mr. Yu looked at Yu Tingzhi and said earnestly: "Tingzhi, you and Miss Song have been engaged since childhood. After the engagement, you should get along well with her..."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Yu Tingzhi's lips, "Grandpa, do you think people can take a liking to me?"

One is a joke that is famous in Jiangcheng.

One is a talented woman who is famous in Jiangcheng...

"Tingzhi! How can you say such a thing!" Mr. Yu continued: "Who has not encountered setbacks in life? Grandpa also came out of the bloody storm back then! As men of the Yu family, we should

The more setbacks you get, the more courage you get, instead of belittling yourself..."

The old man of the Yu family really came out of the bloody storm. When he was young, he went to the battlefield, performed meritorious service, ate grass roots and chewed tree bark. When he crawled out from the pile of dead people, he once thought that he had already died.

died.

At this point, Mr. Yu sighed and said: "I am an old friend of the little girl's grandfather from the Song family. We have experienced bullets and bullets together. I believe in the character of the Song family! For so many years, the Song family has not taken advantage of this.

Talking about things in an engagement means that they are not the kind of people who climb high and don't push low! Also, grandpa believes in you! The difficulties in front of you are only immediate, grandpa believes that you will one day clear the clouds and see the sun!"

Yu Tingzhi just sat in the wheelchair without speaking.

Mr. Song looked at him, his eyes filled with distress.

Once upon a time, Yu Tingzhi was also a very proud person.

Since that accident, he has been in a state of decline, as if he has become a different person.

"Tingzhi, I believe Grandpa. The little girl from the Song family is not that kind of person," Mr. Yu patted Yu Tingzhi on the shoulder, "You two will be happy."

Mr. Yu placed great hopes on Song Baoyi.

He longed for Song Baoyi to be a beam of light for the rest of Yu Tingzhi's life, illuminating him, warming him, and walking hand in hand with him.

Yu Tingzhi now lacks someone who can illuminate him.

And Mr. Yu also believed that Song Baoyi was that person.

"Since she can come when I am at my peak, she can leave when I am at the bottom of my life." At this point, Yu Tingzhi slowly raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Yu, "Grandpa, don't overestimate human nature."

"How can I... how can I be worthy of the glamorous Miss Song?"

It was obviously a rhetorical question, but Yu Tingzhi said it with such certainty that there was no doubt that it was full of self-mockery.

"Tingzhi! Don't think so!" Mr. Yu continued: "In my heart, you have always been a very good child! You are worthy of Miss Song!"

"Grandpa, I'm sleepy."

With that said, Yu Tingzhi turned his wheelchair and left.

Looking at Yu Tingzhi's somewhat lonely figure, Mr. Yu sighed softly.

At the same time, Mr. Yu is also looking forward to the engagement day coming soon. He must let Yu Tingzhi know that he has not been abandoned by the world, and there are many people around him who love him and are waiting for him.

Mr. Yu believed in Song Baoyi, and even more believed in the Song family.

...

the other side.

Song family.

Song Hua walked into the hall carrying her schoolbag.

"stop!"

At this moment, a stern voice appeared in the air, and the air pressure was extremely low, making it difficult to breathe.

Song Hua felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

If she remembered correctly, this was the second time she had experienced something like this since she returned to this home.

If it were the original owner who had a low self-esteem, would he still be able to stand firm?

"Is something wrong?" Song Hua looked back slightly at Zhou Lei, who looked ugly.

Zhou Lei frowned, "Where have you been? Do you know that your sister has been waiting for you at the school gate for a long time!"

Song Baoyi regarded Song Hua as her sister, but Song Hua never regarded Song Baoyi as her sister.

The more Zhou Lei thought about it, the angrier she became, and she wished she could slap Song Hua directly.

Song Baoyi said considerately from the side: "Mom, don't be angry with your sister. It's my fault. I was busy sending Lingling home and forgot that my sister was still in school. It's normal for my sister to leave first if she can't wait!"

After finishing his words, Song Baoyi looked at Song Hua again, "Sister, this is my mother's temper. She is concerned about why you haven't come back so late. Don't think too much about it."

Song Baoyi's words seemed to be to save Song Hua, but in fact, every word of Song Baoyi's words was heartbreaking, accusing Song Hua of not knowing good from evil.

"Are you done?" Song Hua lowered her eyes and looked at Song Baoyi.

Song Baoyi, who is 1.6 meters tall, is considered tall in front of southern girls, but in front of Song Hua, who is 1.72 meters tall, she still lacks momentum.

Somehow, at this moment, Song Baoyi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Song Hua is obviously just a little village girl!

Song Hua opened her red lips lightly and continued: "First of all, I don't need you to wait for me. Secondly, if you still want the engagement banquet in ten days to go smoothly, then just be more at ease with me."

It is obviously a very low tone, but it gives people an irresistible momentum.

She has been in a high position for a long time, and this kind of aura emanates from her bones, and others cannot copy it at all.

Zhou Lei was so angry that her whole body was shaking. Song Hua, an uneducated little bastard, was challenging her bottom line every day!

Song Baoyi squeezed the hand hidden in her sleeve, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked up at Song Hua, "Sister, have you misunderstood something? My mother and I really care about you..."

Song Hua didn't bother to pay attention to Song Baoyi, and turned around and walked up the spiral staircase.

"Baoyi, what are you trying to explain to her?" Seeing Song Baoyi almost shed tears, Zhou Lei felt heartbroken and held Song Baoyi's hand, "That little bastard, she doesn't know what's good or bad at all! We worked so hard to put her

It's good for her to raise her so well, but now she treats me as if she were an enemy! She doesn't even think about it, how could she be without me? They say it's better to be kind than to raise kind, but what about her? She still sees me like this in her eyes

Mother? I really have a white-eyed wolf!"