His voice was not loud, but it was no longer as cold as before.
Tuantuan blinked and turned to look at Li Xiulan.
Li Xiulan nodded quickly.
Tuantuan ran out with his short legs.
After a while, Song Yutang and Jiang Zhixia walked into the room one after the other.
Jiang Zhixia was a little nervous, twisting his clothes with his fingers.
Song Yutang looked calm, stepped forward and called out politely, "Grandpa".
Jiang Dingkun didn't look at her, his eyes fell on Jiang Zhixia for a long time. "Zhixia, come here."
Jiang Zhixia was stunned and walked over slowly.
Jiang Dingkun took out a document bag from the drawer, put it on the table and pushed it in front of her. "Here are the property rights certificates for three houses. A villa, a school district house, and a large flat in the city center. It was originally a dowry for you when you got married, but it was a few years late. You keep it."
Jiang Zhixia was stunned, his eyes instantly turned red. "Grandpa..."
Jiang Dingkun waved his hand and spoke in a firm tone, but with a hint of discomfort. "Jiang Family's daughter, you can't let anyone bully you. From now on, Ji Family, ask your sister-in-law to help you with your affairs. If you want to file a lawsuit, you have a lawyer at home. If you want to live in a house, don't be afraid."
Jiang Zhixia's tears finally fell down, he bit his lip and nodded.
Jiang Dingkun looked at Song Yutang again with complicated eyes. "You are awesome and capable. You have to take care of my granddaughter's affairs."
Song Yutang smiled slightly, neither humble nor overbearing. "Thank you for the compliment, grandpa."
"Hmph, I'm not complimenting you." Jiang Dingkun snorted, but didn't say anything else.
He looked down at Xiao Tuantuan in his arms. The little guy was smiling up at him, revealing a row of snow-white millet teeth.
Jiang Dingkun sighed and hugged the person closer.
That's all.
Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and he, as an old man, can't take care of that much.
Song Yutang looked at this warm scene with cold eyes and curled his lips calmly.
This damn old man is just a bitch, he won't listen to you if you tell him nicely, but he insists on listening to the foreigner's instigation.
The whole family banded together and severely isolated him, but he finally understood the blood ties.
It seems that in the future, in addition to the soft ones, I will also have some hard ones from time to time.
After all, he was not really the emperor, so even if he got angry, he couldn't really chop off her head.
But with the old man's statement, things will go much smoother later.
When the head of the family speaks, other people can only stare blankly, no matter how dissatisfied they are.
Butler Wang knocked on the door of the study room legitimately and stood respectfully in front of Song Yutang: "Young madam, sir, I have been asked to assist you in handling Miss Zhixia's divorce."
Song Yutang had an idea in mind and directly ordered, "This marriage must be divorced, and Tuantuan's custody rights must also be obtained. Check Ji Chengyu's financial situation, and then check if there is anything dirty about him."
Divorce is not a big deal. Butler Wang not only knew it well, but also put forward several constructive suggestions.
Song Yutang adopts all.
After dealing with the divorce, Butler Wang took out three more design drawings and handed them to Song Yutang: "Young Madam, these are the garden designs for the private restaurant. They are all designed according to your and my uncle's requirements. Take a look at it and choose the style you want most. The engineering team and infrastructure materials are ready. As long as you give the order, we can decorate it immediately."
Song Yutang took a closer look and found that the three pictures were all good. It was difficult to make a decision at the moment, so I simply put them aside for now.
When Butler Wang saw this, he immediately lowered his voice and came forward. "Young madam, I checked carefully, and it seems that I didn't find any involvement between Cheng Yun and the second room."
Song Yutang frowned slightly. "Have you adjusted the call history?"
Butler Wang can still handle this little thing. "The chat records have been checked, and Cheng Yun did chat with many rich ladies at the same time. He even went to a rich lady's house the night before and came out the next morning, but he really had no contact with the second wife."
"Where's his dad?" Cheng Yun His dad is the one who really has interests in conveying benefits to the second roommate.
"His father has some contacts with the department manager of the head office, but they are all work related matters."
"Continue to follow up and don't take it lightly." Song Yutang always felt that the appearance of Cheng Yun was not a coincidence.
Chen Ruyin is cautious in doing things, and it is normal to be unable to grasp the situation for a while.
Butler Wang understood and lowered his voice. "Things at your mother's side are also progressing normally. Song Family The cleaning aunt and the cafeteria aunt in the administrative office building have been bribed to spread the rumors everywhere President Song News about my mother. I heard that people from security to senior management often pointed at little President Song behind his back. In the nightclub two days ago, little President Song had a fight with Young Master Zhang, who makes car parts, over this matter..."
Song Yutang nodded slightly. "Where is Sun Meifang?"
Butler Wang quickly took out a video and showed it to her. "I bribed Song Family's cleaning lady, and she took this video two days ago..."
The time in the video is at night.
Song Mingzhe came back from outside and happened to see Song Jianye and Sun Meifang sitting next to each other on the sofa, their heads touching each other and looking at something in a very intimate manner.
He was furious on the spot. "This is a public place, can you two be more careful?"
Song Jianye raised his head and frowned. "Have you taken gun medicine? Why are you talking to your parents?"
Song Mingzhe sneered, and his eyes fell on Sun Meifang: "My mother died a long time ago, and this is the Auntie Sun you later married."
The smile on Sun Meifang's face froze for a moment, then he stood up and took the coat from his hand diligently. "Mingzhe is back? Are you hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to heat a meal for you..."
"No need." Song Mingzhe took back the coat and said in a stiff tone, "I have my own hands."
Song Jianye's face darkened. "What is your attitude?"
Song Mingzhe tugged on his collar with an irritated look on his face. "What kind of attitude can I have? No matter where I go recently, people poke my spine, saying that I was a bastard who was raised by a foot-washing maid, and I consider a thief to be my mother. That's it. Even the few ladies I had a good chat with before have all ignored me now. There are also people in the circle of friends who are being sarcastic, saying that the legitimate daughter will not marry the concubine. If I call her a mother again, what will outsiders think of me?"
Song Jianye frowned even more tightly. "How could this happen?"
Song Mingzhe's tone was full of boredom. "How do I know? Anyway, I can't call Auntie Sun mom anymore. Please also ask Auntie Sun to show her face less outside. People can tell at a glance that she is a foot washer and laugh at me behind my back."
"Mingzhe, you..." Sun Meifang's eye circles turned red instantly, her lips trembled and she was speechless.
Song Jianye instantly felt distressed and slammed the coffee table angrily. "Asshole, your mother worked so hard to bring you up, is this how you repay her?"
"I'm telling the truth." Song Mingzhe's voice became louder. "Look at yourself, back then my mother and you worked hard to build the family business, and you turned around and straightened it up. Now it's better, the whole city is watching our Song Family joke."
Sun Meifang quickly stepped forward and pulled Song Jianye's sleeves, tears falling down. "Jianye, don't be angry, Mingzhe is young and energetic. It's normal for you to lose your temper after being wronged outside. It's all my fault. It's my fault. Don't blame the child..."