Qiao Yuan glanced at Qiao Zhengyu, who was standing at the door, and then turned to look at Song Yiyan with a difficult expression.
Song Yiyan did not want to make things difficult for her. After all, if she wanted to give the Qiao family money after what he had done, her mother would think twice.
However, Song Jing and Qiao Zhengyu had done something bad together. He must be feeling guilty now, it would be easy for her to ask for money.
She didnât know what excuse her mother had used all these years to ask Song Jing for money. Song Jing wasnât an easy person to talk to.
Perhaps her mother had something on Song Jing?
Could it be that he had a mistress outside? Did he have an illegitimate child?
If there was, it would be serious. Grandpa and Uncle would definitely break his legs.
Song Yiyanâs imagination ran wild. She pulled Ji Xing to tell him what she was thinking and listed all the suspicious points. âHe must have a wild woman outside, right?â
Ji Xing shook his head. âYour evidence is very far-fetched. According to my understanding of your father these days, he has no woman or child outside.â
If a man raised a woman and child outside, he would definitely leave a flaw, no matter how well he hid it.
âIf he doesnât have an illegitimate child with a random woman, how could he treat me like this? Iâm his biological daughter!â Song Yiyan sneered.
What kind of person was he? She was the only one who could take care of him until he died of old age, yet he still treated her like this. Wasnât he afraid that when he was gone, no one would burn paper money for him?
âThis is between you and your father.â Ji Xing did not have a good impression of Song Jing, but he would not badmouth him.
âAre you sure he really didnât have a mistress? Then every time my mother asked him for money to give to the Qiao family, he would give it to her. There must be a secret behind it, he must be feeling guilty.â Song Yiyan still thought so.
âPerhaps your father loves your mother very much!â As a bystander, Ji Xing maintained his impartial attitude towards their family.
Song Jing treated Qiao Yuan quite well. The man could tolerate her repeatedly asking for money to fund her own family, and his attitude towards his wifeâs familyâs useless younger brother was also not bad.
That could only mean that he was a person who valued relationships. He still loved his wife and did not want to fall out with them.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Yiyan heard this and laughed. âImpossible, how could that be? You donât know, every day, heâ¦â
At this point, she paused and swallowed the rest of her words.
She gave a low cough and looked up at Ji Xing. She nodded in horror. âWhen you say that, it sounds like it.â
Whether it was his motherâs birthday, their wedding anniversary, the day they first met, or the day he proposed, he remembered everything. He would buy his mother a present and prepare a surprise.
On an important day, they would go out and have a romantic time.
Her mother never had to worry about money. Even if she wanted to fund her maternal family, he would give her money as soon as she asked. He did not make things difficult for her.
Only when it came to her did they have a little friction. But in the end, it was always his mother who gave in and listened to him.
She originally thought that her mother did not have any independent personality and was dependent on others to live. She was petty and pitiful.
But perhaps her mother was happy with such a life?
Before she awakened, she was an obedient girl. To others, they were a happy family.
After she awakened, Song Jing hadnât done anything overboard.
I canât think about it anymore. If I keep thinking like this, Iâm going to convince myself.
âWhat do you think of todayâs incident?â Ji Xing would not let Qiao Zhengyu off, but he would not make things difficult for her. He would also do it cleanly.
âLet him go for now.â Song Yiyan sighed. âLook at my mother. If I really did anything to him, sheâll cry to death in front of me.â
Those bastards from the Qiao family were not suitable to be relatives, but it was unrealistic to force her mother to cut ties with them.
However, it was more difficult to change the Qiao family than to make them cut off all ties with her mother.
Song Yiyan felt a headache, she lay on Ji Xingâs lap and played with his fingers. âDo you have any good ideas?â
âYou want me to say it?â
Song Yiyan rolled her eyes at him.
âMake them disappear.â There was a dangerous look in Ji Xingâs eyes and there was a hint of bloodlust. He opened his thin lips. âCan you accept that?â
Song Yiyan said, âThis is a lawful society. Murder is against the law.â
âWhat if itâs not illegal?â
Song Yiyan felt that compared to Ji Xing, she was too kind-hearted. She was really a little fairy. âDonât mess around.â
Ji Xing narrowed his eyes slightly. âThereâs no need to kill anyone. I will let them suffer the consequences.â
Before Song Yiyan could ask him what he wanted to do, someone knocked on the door again.
Song Chen coughed at the door. âYanyan, are you asleep?â
Song Yiyan looked at Ji Xing, sighed deeply, and pushed him. âYou should go.â
Ji Xing looked at her seriously. âLetâs get married!â
Song Yiyan laughed at his words and poked his chest with her finger. âHow are you going to marry me? With your face?â
âThen other than my face, what else do you want?â
Song Yiyan said, âMoney, of course. How are you going to get married if you donât have money? Are we staying in the Song family? Do you want my grandfather knocking on the door every day?â
She was joking, she already had so much money and could earn much more. Why would she need his money?
She just felt that it was too early to mention marriage.
âHow much?â Ji Xingjunâs expression became more serious.
â100 million?â Song Yiyan thought that this goal was too easy for him, so she changed her mind. âLetâs earn 10 billion first!â
âOkay.â Ji Xing nodded. âWhen I earn 10 billion, I will propose. Remember what you said today.â
Song Yiyan didnât think much of it and nodded frantically. She told him to open the door and leave quickly. Otherwise, the old man would nag at her as if she was a thief.
He thought that 10 billion was easy to earn. Even a big family like the Song family did not accumulate so much wealth in one or two generations.
Those who could earn so much money from scratch were all heavenâs chosen children.
Song Chen glared at him angrily. âWhy are you so slow?â
After saying that, he cautiously looked in the direction of the room. When he found no abnormal traces, he heaved a sigh of relief.
âGrandfather.â Ji Xing looked at his grandfather as he greeted.
Song Chen let him go. âWhat grandfather? Itâs already so late. Arenât you going to sleep?â
Ji Xing nodded his head without any temper.
Song Yiyan looked at him with sympathy and suppressed her laughter. âGrandpa, you should go back and sleep too!â
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the corridor.
âYou bastard, stop right there!â
Song Jingâs angry voice sounded out.