Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

Zhang's mother looked at Song Yiyan and continued: "That child was sent to Jiangcheng thousands of miles away by me. He shouldn't be found so soon."

After so many years, he might have died early.

A cold winter day.

The baby's wounds were not treated at all, and he would have died if he had been discovered a little later.

"I ask you, why don't you just kill her?" Song Yiyan looked at Zhang's mother like this.

There was a sinister look in his eyes.

Now that you have decided to go to that point, why can't you go to the end?

Zhang Ma sighed, "She is as old as you..."

In fact, it was not that Zhang's mother didn't want to take action against Song Hua back then, and she knew directly about the consequences.

But looking at the child who was about the same age as her own daughter, she really couldn't do anything.

"Just because of your intolerance, I have been worried and scared for so many years!" Song Yiyan had tears in her eyes, "Do you know what kind of life I have been living over the years? I worry every day that she will suddenly come back and snatch me away.

Something! I hate you!"

She hated Zhang Ma for giving birth to a child but not raising her.

She hated Zhang Ma for not being cruel enough.

She hates it so much.

Zhang's mother also had tears in her eyes, "Yanyan, I know you hate mom. But mom did all this for you. To give you a good life."

There is no mother in this world who does not love her children.

perhaps.

The way she loves her children is different, but this does not negate her love for her children.

Song Yiyan just looked at Zhang Ma, "Did you know? Song Yan is not dead."

And she has probably met Song Yan.

Hearing this, Zhang's mother immediately felt a sense of crisis in her heart, "What did you say? Have you seen her?"

Song Yiyan nodded, "Not just me, but also Zheng Mei."

Hearing these words, Zhang Ma felt panicked.

What should we do now?

What if mother and daughter recognized each other?

"So," at this point, Song Yiyan looked at Zhang's mother, "now you know how stupid what you did back then was!"

Zhang Ma was a little afraid to look into Song Yiyan's eyes, and her tears couldn't stop falling, "Yan Yan, I'm sorry..."

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

"What's the use of saying sorry now!"

Song Yiyan glared at Zhang's mother, "But you're not too stupid. At least you know how to tell me about this!"

She always thought that people with birthmarks on their arms were a threat to her.

Zhang Ma wiped her tears and said, "Yanyan, can you forgive me?"

Song Yiyan said nothing.

After a moment, Song Yiyan looked at Zhang Ma, "Who else knows about this besides you?"

Zhang Ma was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and continued: "No, no, apart from me, not even your dad knows about this."

After Zhang's mother gave Song Yiyan to Zheng Mei, she lied that the child was lost.

She knew that no one else could hide this secret except her.

Therefore, she stayed there for eighteen years.

Song Yiyan's biological father was a bad gambler.

In addition to gambling and drinking all day long.

If he knew that Song Yiyan was the eldest lady of the Song family, he would definitely act like a scoundrel and use this matter to threaten Song Yiyan.

Hearing this, Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as no one knows, that's fine.

Zhang Ma managed this matter pretty well.

The more people know about this kind of thing, the easier it will be for people to discover her relationship with Zhang Ma.

Zhang's mother looked at Song Yiyan and continued: "Actually, I didn't want to tell you this in the first place. I wanted you to grow up without any worries. But now, the Song family is obviously treating you as an outsider, so Yan Yan

, you have to keep an eye on yourself."

The Song family kept saying that Song Yiyan was their biological daughter, but they still did not give up looking for Song Yan.

Especially Song Bochen.

He didn't regard Song Yiyan as his sister at all. As long as Song Bochen believed in Song Yiyan, he would not look for Song Yan in private.

At this time, Song Yiyan must defend her own rights and maintain her status as the eldest lady of the Song family.

Song Yiyan has nothing special to do with Zhang Ma. After all, the person in front of her is just a servant of their family. "I know this, and you don't need to remind me."

Zhang Ma nodded, "It's good that you know."

Song Yiyan continued: "You can't tell anyone else about this."

"The Yanyan I know."

Song Yiyan glanced at Zhang Ma.

The middle-aged woman in front of me is only in her early forties, but wrinkles have already covered her forehead, and her eyes have been baptized by time.

Song Yiyan sighed, turned around and walked to the cabinet, picked up a bank card, "You can spend the money, the password is six eight."

No matter what, the person in front of her is her biological mother, and they are connected by blood.

In this family, I'm afraid only Ma Zhang is willing to call her Yanyan.

Zhang Ma immediately refused.

"Yanyan, I'm not short of money."

Song Yiyan's life in the Song family was already difficult. She was walking on thin ice and she could no longer take Song Yiyan's money.

"Keep it." Song Yiyan stuffed the card into Zhang's mother's hand, "Don't worry, I'm not short of money in the Song family."

As the only daughter of the Song family, Song Yiyan has more than 200,000 yuan in pocket money every month, not counting what her brothers give her.

At Song Yiyan's insistence, Zhang's mother accepted the bank card, feeling filled with emotion.

This daughter is indeed better than her own biological daughter.

Zhang's mother never thought that one day she would be able to spend the money given by her daughter.

"Yanyan, thank you, thank you for recognizing me as your mother."

Zhang's mother was moved to tears.

Song Yiyan frowned slightly, "Don't get me wrong! Just because I give you money doesn't mean I acknowledge you. Remember, only Zheng Mei is my biological mother. And you are just a servant of the Song family!"

Just a servant, what qualifications do you have to be her mother?

wishful thinking.

She will always be the eldest lady of the Song family!

Although Zhang Ma felt sad, she still smiled and nodded.

Her daughter is Jin Fenghuang, a socialite from Sijiu City, and she cannot hold her back.

"Yan..."

Zhang Ma wanted to say something more, but Song Yiyan interrupted her directly, "You should call me Miss from now on."

She wants to hear others call her Yanyan.

But this man is definitely not a servant.

Zhang Ma nodded, "Okay."

Song Yiyan then explained: "Also, from now on, don't come to my room when you have nothing to do. Just leave the cleaning to Xiao Li."

Zhang Ma looked at Song Yiyan with some shock in her eyes.

After all, cleaning the room is the only thing she can do for her daughter.

Song Yiyan suppressed the anger in her heart, "Are you afraid that others won't discover our relationship?"

If possible, Song Yiyan really doesn't want to have anything to do with people like Zhang Ma.

But things went counterproductive.

"Yan, miss, don't be angry, I didn't mean it like that," Zhang Ma sighed and explained: "I'm just worried that I've been cleaning your room all the time. If I suddenly change it to Xiao Li, will it cause any trouble?

Notice."

Hearing this, Song Yiyan narrowed her eyes and felt that what Zhang Ma said made sense.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

If Zhang Ma were suddenly replaced now, it would really attract attention.

"Then let's do this for the time being." Song Yiyan continued: "Be careful when you are at home from now on. Don't look at me with that look, and don't let anyone see the clues."

"I know." Zhang Ma nodded, "I will pay attention to it."

She will try her best to control her feelings and prevent anyone from discovering them.

Song Yiyan pinched her temples and said, "Okay, you can go out."

After experiencing so many things in one day, Song Yiyan had a severe headache.

Seeing Song Yiyan like this, Zhang's mother was a little worried, "Miss, are you okay? Do you need me to call the doctor?"

"No need." Song Yiyan said.

"Really, don't you really need it?" Zhang Ma asked.

Song Yiyan turned around impatiently, "Are you annoyed? Who do you think I am?"

Zhang Ma was stunned.

yes!

who is she?

What qualifications does she have to point fingers in front of Song Yiyan?

Zhang Ma wiped her tears, gathered her emotions, and walked out the door.

Mrs. Song came in from outside after playing Wu Qin Xi.

"Is this Zhang Ma?"

Zhang Ma immediately changed her face and said with a smile: "Old lady, what are your orders?"

In the Song family.

Mrs. Song was the worst to take care of and had many problems.

At the same time, Mrs. Song is also the most difficult to fool.

Every time she faced Mrs. Song, Zhang Ma had to be 100% alert.

Fortunately, Mrs. Song does not live in the Song family all year round.

Mrs. Song stretched her muscles and said, "Go to the kitchen and bring me a bowl of lotus seed soup."

"OK."

After saying that, Zhang Ma turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

At this moment, Mrs. Song suddenly stopped Zhang Ma.

"Wait a moment!"

"Old lady, do you have any other instructions?"

Mrs. Song went to the battlefield when she was young. Although she is old, her back is not hunched and her waist is straight.

She just looked at Zhang Ma, squinted her eyes and asked, "Are you crying?"

Although Zhang Ma wiped away her tears, her eyes were still red and swollen, showing signs of crying.

"No."

"No?" Mrs. Song straightened her face and said angrily: "Is someone in this family bullying you?"

Old Mrs. Song will never allow anyone in this family to bully the servants.

"Old lady, you misunderstood. I just received a call from my hometown, saying that my elderly father was not in good health recently, so I was a little anxious."

Mrs. Song glanced behind Zhang Ma.

Behind Zhang's mother is Song Yiyan's room.

Did Song Yiyan bully Zhang's mother?

Too many words lead to mistakes.

Zhang Ma knew this truth well and continued: "Old lady, I will go and serve you lotus seed soup now."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Mrs. Song returned to her room and took a shower. As soon as she changed into clothes, Mrs. Zhang came over with lotus seed soup.

"old lady."

"Put it there." Mrs. Song said.

Zhang Ma put the lotus seed soup on the table and left the room.

**

The next morning.

As soon as Old Mrs. Song walked to the railing on the third floor, she saw two brothers and a sister playing and playing on the sofa downstairs.

Seeing this, Mrs. Song frowned slightly and shouted angrily, "What a shame!"

Not to mention that they are not related by blood, even if they are blood brothers and sisters, they should avoid certain things when they become adults.

What does it look like to fight like this?

If she really made a joke, then her old face would have nowhere to show it.

Song Boyang and Song Yiyan were both shocked when they heard Mrs. Song.

The two immediately tidied up their messed up clothes and stood up from the sofa.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Song was extremely angry, "What were you doing just now?"

Song Boyang took a step forward and looked up at Mrs. Song, "Grandma, Yiyan and I are playing around."

"Are you guys joking around like this? We are all adults, and we should have some control over our joking!"

Song Boyang was quite unconvinced.

Finally, Song Bochen was no longer at home, and now Mrs. Song came again.

Although his grandmother's feet are not bound, her thoughts are more conservative than those who have bound feet.

It's like living in the Qing Dynasty.

How could he have such a grandma?

In order to prevent Song Boyang from making Mrs. Song angry again, Song Yiyan immediately said, "Grandma, I'm sorry. We know we were wrong and we will pay attention to it in the future."

Mrs. Song frowned, turned around and walked towards the restaurant without saying anything more.

Song Boyang looked at Song Yiyan, "We were right, why did you apologize to her?"

This home is absolutely boring.

No matter what you do, you must think about the rules...

Just like living in a feudal dynasty!

Especially Mrs. Song.

When people get older and cannot keep up with the ideological realm of young people, they should talk less.

But not only does she not stop talking, but she also has a hand in everything.

Unfortunately, no one in this family dared to say anything about her.

Song Yiyan said angrily: "Third brother, grandma is old after all. As a junior, it is normal for me to apologize to her."

Having said this, she smiled, with a somewhat sad look in her eyes, "Besides, I can feel that grandma doesn't like me. I hope that if I am more sensible and obedient, I can make her like me more."

Hearing these words, Song Boyang felt very distressed.

He knew that Song Yiyan had been trying hard to please Mrs. Song these years.

But Mrs. Song never recognized her.

She is like a vicious grandma who can never see the goodness of Song Yiyan.

She only thinks about Song Yan.

It is true that Song Yan is a biological child of the Song family.

But the person who disappeared has disappeared. The most important thing in a person's life is to look forward.

But Mrs. Song has been living in the past, ignoring the most important people around her for a person who has disappeared. Is it really worth it?

"Yiyan, you have done a good job, you don't have to wrong yourself so much in the future."

At the end of the conversation, Song Boyang took Song Yiyan into his arms.

Song Yiyan said nothing, but her eyes were very red.

She just felt that everyone in the Song family was so hypocritical.

Song Boyang kept treating her as his sister, but he didn't want to call her Yanyan.

Just because Yanyan and Yanyan have the same sound?

ridiculous!

Simply ridiculous!

Song Yiyan tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart.

Don't the Song family want to find Song Yan?

Then she will let them never find Song Yan!

**

Jiangcheng.

The sun shines through the window and onto the bed evenly.

A gentle breeze ruffled the transparent window screen hanging on the side.

The man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

First, he raised his hand out of habit to block the sunlight in front of his forehead. Then he realized something was not right and looked down.

I saw someone sleeping next to the bed.

She sat on the stool next to the bed, leaning against the bed, with black hair covering the white sheets.

The skin is very white, and if you look closely, you can't see any pores, just like a piece of jade that is rare to find in a thousand years.

Looking up, you can see the small tip of the nose and the high bridge of the nose.

Then there are the long and thick eyelashes, like a sultry butterfly.

Yu Ting subconsciously stretched out his hand.

But the next second, he quickly took his hand back and just looked at her.

At this moment, the girl's eyelashes trembled.

Realizing that she was about to wake up, Yu Tingzhi immediately closed his eyes.

Song Hua opened her eyes and was confused for a moment, then quickly reacted, stood up, and put her hand on Yu Tingzhi's forehead to test the body temperature.

"Well, it's not burning anymore."

Just when Song Hua retracted his hand, Yu Tingzhi opened his eyes.

When they looked at each other, both of them were stunned.

He fell into those clear peach blossom eyes, like a drowning person, trapped in them and unable to extricate himself.

Song Hua reacted first, with slight dimples on her cheeks, "Are you awake? Do you feel any discomfort now?"

"I'm not uncomfortable at all, Huahua, thank you."

It was a natural sound.

Even Yu Tingzhi himself didn't react.

"You're welcome." Song Hua frowned, "Are you hungry? I'll cook some noodles for you."

Ding dong!

The sound of the doorbell filled the air.

"coming."

Song Hua turned around and opened the door.

Looking at Song Hua's back, Yu Tingzhi raised his lips slightly, his eyes were full of warmth, and a certain place in his heart was instantly filled.

Song Hua opened the door.

Wang Dengfeng walked in from the outside carrying two bags of breakfast, "Sister-in-law, you and the third brother haven't eaten yet? Look, this is the breakfast I bought for you. I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some of everything.

.”

Wang Dengfeng put the things on the table and said as he walked in: "Sister-in-law, is my third brother awake? Is he okay?"

"fine."

Yu Tingzhi walked out of the room neatly dressed.

Wearing a black silk shirt, the first button was unbuttoned, revealing her sexy Adam's apple, and she had a handsome and sexy aura wrapped around her body.

Even a grown man like Wang Dengfeng was stunned.

Just like his third brother, how many famous girls in Jiangcheng could be charmed by just trying to live up to his expectations?

Wang Dengfeng smiled and turned to look at Song Hua, "Sister-in-law, you are really amazing!"

Yu Tingzhi's leg disease is very stubborn, and usually it takes a long time to relieve pain alone.

But it only took Song Hua one night to get Yu Tingzhi back to normal.

Song Hua looked back slightly, "Low-key and low-key."

"Go set breakfast." Yu Tingzhi said.

"Oh, okay!" Wang Dengfeng immediately trotted to the restaurant to set breakfast.

Song Hua got bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen and worked with Wang Dengfeng.

Yu Tingzhi came over and took away the things in Wang Dengfeng's hands, "I'll do it, you go wash your hands and eat."

Wang Dengfeng looked at Yu Tingzhi Yiyan and secretly smiled.

He's sure.

Yu Tingzhi will definitely be a strict wife in the future.

In order to leave space for the two of them to be alone, Wang Dengfeng slowed down and washed his hands, and finally sat on a chair and played with his mobile phone.

Song Hua glanced in the direction of the bathroom, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Yeah." Yu Tingzhi got up, came to the bathroom, and knocked on the door, "Are you okay?"

Wang Dengfeng opened the door and came out of the bathroom, and said with great discernment: "Third brother, you go ahead and eat. I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."

"Goodbye, sister-in-law."

Wang Dengfeng left the apartment in a hurry.

Yu Tingzhi sat back at the dining table, "Let's continue eating."

Song Hua nodded slightly, but she was not restrained at all. She first ate two crab roe buns, and then picked up a piece of fried noodles.

"I can't finish eating so much. Can I give you half?"

"Yeah." Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly.

Song Hua put half of the fried noodles into Yu Tingzhi's bowl.

Wang Dengfeng bought a lot of breakfast.

After the two of them were full, more than half of it was left.

When Yu Tingzhi was clearing away the dishes, he subconsciously threw the remaining breakfast into the trash can.

Song Hua grabbed his wrist.

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong?" Yu Tingzhi looked back slightly.

"You can save this for lunch," Song Hua took the food lunch box in his hand, "Save food, start from the time you and I sit down."

Saving food starts with you and me.

Although I can't remember the face, this sentence overlaps with the sentence in my memory.

Yu Tingzhi's lips curved, "I'll eat with you at noon."

"good."

"Meow!"

At this moment, Mantou came over and rubbed Yu Tingzhi's feet.

Yu Tingzhi lowered his head and touched its little head, "I'll get you a can."

When Steamed Bun heard this, his screams suddenly became louder.

Meow!

...

Beijing.

Mrs. Song was sitting on a chair in the study, scolding Song Xiuwei with a dark face.

"Look at yourself, do you think you have a father figure?"

"What kind of chaos is the house in?"

"A son is not like a son, and a daughter is not like a daughter. If something embarrassing happens, let me see how you behave!"

At this age, Mrs. Song, what has she never experienced?

Among wealthy families, there are many such examples, and the two of them are brothers and sisters!

Song Xiuwei lowered his head.

A fifty-year-old man, he was so stunned that he didn't dare to say a word even after being scolded by his old mother.

After a while, seeing Mrs. Song's anger subside a little, Song Xiuwei continued: "Don't worry, I will tell Boyang and let him pay attention to the boundaries."

It’s okay if you can’t see some things.

But now she sees it.

"More than just paying attention to boundaries, I think your adopted daughter is not a fuel-efficient lamp." Old Mrs. Song glanced at Song Xiuwei, "Zheng Mei is useless, and you are away from home all day long. No matter how powerful Bo Chen is, he is still very good.

It’s hard for colleagues to take care of their family and career at the same time. I have decided not to leave this year, otherwise, your family may be in chaos!”

Song Xiuwei knew that Mrs. Song had always disliked Song Yiyan, "Mom, actually Yiyan is also a filial and kind-hearted good boy."

At least that's how it looks in Song Xiuwei's eyes.

"Filial and kind?" Mrs. Song snorted coldly, "You can tell she's just pretending!"

Yes.

Mrs. Song didn't like Song Yiyan from the beginning.

Different from other children.

Song Yiyan has put on a fake smile since she was sensible and tried hard to please everyone in the Song family. Her innocence without children is like a person wearing a mask.

"Mom, don't make things so complicated. Yiyan is just a child."

Song Xiuwei was rarely at home, and he rarely got along with Song Yiyan.

In his opinion, how bad can an eighteen-year-old child be?

There is no need for Mrs. Song to have trouble with a child.

Mrs. Song glared at Song Xiuwei, "You and I have crossed more bridges than you have walked, so what qualifications do you have to question my words?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xiuwei immediately explained, "Mom, I can't mean that."

"Since that's not what you mean, then shut your mouth!"

People who have experienced bullets and bullets always have that kind of aura in them. Even Song Xiuwei was suppressed and did not dare to speak.

Mrs. Song looked out the window and sighed, "I don't know when I will find my Yanyan."

Hearing these words, Song Xiuwei's expression also changed.

Song Yan is his and Zheng Mei's youngest child and only daughter.

His daughter should have grown up with the love of the whole family.

Can......

Therefore, over the years, Song Xiuwei compensated Song Yiyan for everything he owed to Song Yan.

"Mom, we will definitely find Yanyan."

"In my lifetime, I hope!"

Assistant Wang found some information about girls that were more suitable for Song Yan and sent them to Song Bochen's study.

"Boss, these are the ones with birthmarks, and these are the ones without birthmarks."

"Okay." Song Bochen nodded, stood up from the chair, "Just leave it here until I come back in the evening."

He still has a very important meeting to hold now.

I have to go to the company right away.

Zhang's mother hurried to Song Yiyan's room.

Tell Song Yiyan what you just heard.

Hearing this, Song Yiyan narrowed his eyes.

Regardless of whether there was any information about Song Hua in there, she had to go and take a look.

It must be done without fail.

Half an hour later, Song Yiyan came to Song Bochen's room with a delicate pastry, "Brother, I'm in."

There was no response from inside, but Song Yiyan still turned the door handle, opened the door and went in.

Walking to the study room, Song Yiyan put the cakes on the table and her eyes fell on the two thick documents on the desk.

Song Bochen probably won't come back at this time.

Song Yiyan squinted her eyes and immediately started looking for information.

Her skills are quick.

The sound of flipping paper filled the air.

Song Hua.

At this moment, she saw Song Hua's name in a pile of information.

Sure enough there is her.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Good afternoon, fairies~

Today is the Little New Year, I wish everyone a happy Little New Year~

See you tomorrow~