After a failed entrepreneurial venture, Sang Jueqian inherited her grandfather's grocery store, only to discover that the store's window led to ancient times!
On the first day of open...
Song Wanru became angrier and angrier as she spoke, and her eyes were full of disgust when she looked at Sang Zhenzhen.
Sang Zhenzhen looked at Song Wanru quietly, and couldn't understand why her mother, who had always treated her like a treasure since she was a child, suddenly became like this?
Did she suddenly change, or was she always like this and only now revealed her true colors?
Sang Zhenzhen couldn't understand.
Song Wanru pushed Sang Zhenzhen again at this time, "I'm talking to you, can you hear me? Why are you just sitting there in a daze?"
Sang Zhenzhen finally came back to her senses, her expression cold. "I won't get pregnant again, I won't have another child, and I won't do any IVF. If you want to have a child, do it yourself."
Song Wanru was stunned at first, but soon she became angry. "What bullshit are you talking about? How can you talk to your own mother like that?"
There weren't many people in the living room to begin with, and when Sang Zhenzhen and Song Wanru started talking loudly, Sang Jueqian and the other two heard them immediately and turned to look at them.
Sang Weimin frowned tightly, "Old man, I think you've gone crazy. You don't even care about your own daughter. What the hell did you just say?"
Song Wanru curled her lips. "Am I wrong? Which woman doesn't give birth to children? If she doesn't give birth to children, is she still called a woman? Didn't I give birth to the only grandson of the Sang family——"
"No one cares about your grandson."
Sang Weimin interrupted Song Wanru coldly, "We're done eating, you can leave now."
Song Wanru's butt was firmly seated, with no intention of getting up. "My son-in-law is still here. I still want to talk to him. I won't leave."
"You treat him as your son-in-law, but he doesn't treat you as his mother-in-law."
Sang Zhenzhen said this coldly, pushed the stroller and went to sit on the other side, far away from Song Wanru.
Song Wanru was so angry about this that she fell backwards. Just as she was about to lose her temper, she saw Li Junyan and Xie Mingshan walking towards her one after another.
I don’t know what the two people talked about in the study, but both of them had smiles on their faces at this time.
Especially Xie Mingshan, not only did he have a bright smile on his face, but the smile was deep in his eyes. You could tell at a glance that he was genuinely happy and not pretending.
Song Wanru didn't really care why Xie Mingshan was happy. She just wanted to take advantage of his mood and get some benefits from him.
"Mingshan! Our family is here today, so we can talk about some things."
Xie Mingshan looked towards Song Wanru with a very kind attitude, "Auntie, please speak."
"Why are you still calling me aunt? You and Zhenzhen even have a child, so you should call me mom."
Xie Mingshan kept smiling, but he had no intention of speaking.
Anyone who is smart can tell from Xie Mingshan's attitude that he has no intention of calling her "Mom".
But Song Wanru seemed completely unaware and continued talking to herself.
"Our Sang family is a respectable family, and we have a set of procedures for marrying off our daughters. Although you two don't plan to have a wedding, there are some procedures that can't be skipped, right?"
"Auntie, please speak frankly."
"Since you asked me to speak frankly, I will speak frankly. How much do you plan to give as a betrothal gift?"
Song Wanru's eyes sparkled, and she wished she could ask Xie Mingshan for a mountain of gold.
She felt that the Xie family must have a mountain of gold.
The Xie family started out by selling gold and jewelry, and now it is a large listed company. There is no telling how much gold they have, even a mountain of gold.
Although she thought so in her heart, Song Wanru at least still had some rationality.
"Every family is wealthy, but our Sang family is not bad either. Look at our house, we are not short of money. For a family like us, marriage must be in line with our status and position, and it must be acceptable in terms of face.
I won't ask for too much. Just give me 30 million as a betrothal gift. You can choose the gold and jewelry as you like. You will definitely buy me a house and a car, too. I don't even need to tell you, right?"
Sang Jueqian was listening quietly at first, but he couldn't remain calm after hearing this.
Is Song Wanru marrying her daughter off or blackmailing her?
If Xie Mingshan calls the police, Song Wanru might have to spend a few years in jail.
No, even a few years might not be enough.
Sang Weimin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. "Song Wanru, what nonsense are you talking about?"