"Nonsense! He's not your father at all! He..."

Song Ning suddenly stopped, her face turning deathly pale.

Song Qingyou smiled slightly: "Ms. Song, this is the reason I came to see you today."

She walked to the stool and slowly sat down, looking up at Song Ning: "There is no longer any mother-daughter relationship between us, so let's stop pretending to talk about family ties and get straight to the point and discuss terms."

Song Ning leaned back and closed her eyes.

Song Qingyou straightened her skirt and said in a calm voice, "Tell me the truth about my background, and I promise to give Xu Qingran a place to belong."

Song Ning turned to look at her, paused for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

Song Ning looked dazed, as if she was lost in painful and distant memories: "Getting pregnant with you was an accident. When I was dating Luo Yuan, I found out that he was cheating on me. To make him angry, I got drunk at a bar and slept with someone else. It was just a one-night stand. I didn't expect to get pregnant. Afterwards, I was afraid that Song Yuan would find out, so I married him."

Song Qingyou never expected things to turn out this way.

She gave a strange, self-deprecating smile: "So, you don't know who my biological father is."

Song Ning sighed: "Mm."

Song Qingyou lowered her eyes.

The negotiations are over.

She didn't want to stay in this place for even a second longer.

She stood up: "Goodbye."

As she turned around, Song Ning called out to her anxiously, "Don't forget what you promised me! Let Xu Qingran go back to the Song family and give her my share."

Song Qingyou paused, then slowly turned around. "I will buy her a house and settle her in. That will be her home. As for returning to the Song family, that's impossible."

Song Nian's expression suddenly changed: "Song Qingyou! The Song family is so wealthy and powerful, and you're only willing to give your sister a house? Is this how you're going to treat us? Don't forget that I'm your mother, and I'm the Song family's daughter!"

"Didn't you sever ties with the Song family long ago?" Song Qingyou said with a faint smile, "I have already inherited the share that my grandfather left you. Song Ning, don't forget that you are legally dead. Your surname is now Meng, and your name is Meng Ning."

Song Ning was suddenly stunned.

She didn't expect that Song Qingyou knew everything.

Song Ning suddenly relaxed and smiled at Song Qingyou: "The death certificate is fake. I forged it before I left. Luo Yuan knew this very well, but what he wanted was for me to leave so he could take over the Song family's property. So he didn't care whether the certificate was real or fake. I could be Meng Ning or I could be Song Ning."

Song Ning coughed a few times and continued intermittently, "In your grandfather's will, 35 percent of the shares were given to me. As long as 'Song Ning' is alive, you will not be the first in line to inherit, and I can get those shares back."

Song Qingyou's eyes were icy as she stared at Song Ning for two seconds before suddenly laughing, "Are you threatening me?"

Song Ning sighed, “Parents love their children and plan far ahead for them. Qingran is simple-minded and likes to get stuck in dead ends. Once I die, she will have no relatives. She was originally a child of the Song family. What's wrong with her recognizing her ancestors? Qingyou, my relationship with you is a tragic one, but Qingran is different. I love her father. If it weren't for her father, I would have fallen into a ravine and died long ago. It was her father who saved me. We know each other, love each other, and pledge our love to each other. I have to leave her a way out. Now I don't want much, just what should belong to Song Ning.”

Song Qingyou suddenly wanted to laugh, and she actually laughed, her eyes slightly red. She was too lazy to even question her; it would be a waste of time to say another word to someone like Song Ning.

She nodded, standing backlit, her smile radiant: "You think you can take everything I've worked so hard for without doing anything? You're all so good at reaping the benefits without lifting a finger. Song Ning, Song Ning, I originally thought that even if we couldn't be mother and daughter, we could both live our own lives peacefully."

Song Ning felt a pang of pity, but she still firmly said, "As long as you acknowledge Qingran as your sister, let her return to the Song family, and return my 35% stake to her, that's all you need. This little bit of money is nothing to you."

Song Qingyou smiled and said, "Okay."

"You agreed?"

"Um."

Song Ning finally smiled and said, "Qingyou, good girl, Mom knew you would agree since you're such a good girl."

Song Qingyou: "Then I'll head back now, I still have some things to take care of at the company."

Song Ning nodded: "Go ahead. When Qingran grows up a bit more, she can help you out at the company, and then you won't have to work so hard."

Song Qingyou smiled and said okay.

Xu Qingran waited outside, and when the door to the ward finally opened, she quickly approached and asked, "How...how did your conversation go?"

Song Qingyou glanced at her sideways, then raised her hand to stroke Xu Qingran's cheek: "Do you want to go back to the Song family?"

"Huh?" Xu Qingran didn't understand: "What do you mean, go back to the Song family?"

Song Qingyou said softly, "I want to acknowledge my ancestors and return to the Song family. After graduation, I will intern at the Song family and come to help me."

Xu Qingran's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, then her excitement turned to delight: "I...can I do it? Although I studied financial management, I'm afraid I can't..."

Song Qingyou smiled gently, her eyes softening: "It's alright, you'll get better with more practice."

Xu Qingran nodded vigorously: "Sister, thank you for accepting me! Really, I'm so happy right now!"

Song Qingyou rubbed her head and said, "You stay and take care of her. I'll go back to the company first."

"Uh-huh!"

Song Qingyou waved with a smile, but the smile vanished abruptly as she turned away, her eyes turning cold.

The wind was strong in the corridor, blowing up Song Qingyou's black hair tucked behind her ears and revealing her delicate and beautiful profile.

She dialed a number.

"Help me draft a Song family equity transfer agreement, and make Fu Wenzhou the beneficiary."

After hanging up, she immediately dialed a second number.

"Check where Xu Qingran works and does part-time jobs, and have the supervisor fire her. Also, in Beijing, no company can hire her, including a dishwashing job at a restaurant. And starting today, cut off Song Ning's medical expenses at the hospital."

As she walked out of the hospital, Song Qingyou made her third phone call.

"Uncle Bai, please contact the police station for me. I need to get a death certificate for Song Ning to cancel her household registration. The sooner the better."

Finally, Song Qingyou called Fu Bei.

"Find a few people to keep an eye on Song Ning and Xu Qingran. They should report to me every day where they go and what they do, and notify me of any unusual activity. It's best not to let Song Ning leave the hospital grounds."

Fu Wenzhou leaned against the front of the car, hands in his pockets, looking relaxed and casual. Wherever he stood, he was a sight to behold.

Upon seeing Song Qingyou from afar, he immediately stood up straight: "Why did it take you so long to come out?"

Song Qingyou put away her phone, her expression softening instantly, and opened her arms to Fu Wenzhou: "Hug."

Fu Wenzhou was stunned for a moment, then cursed under his breath, "This is really bad."

He immediately stepped forward and hugged the person tightly.