Chapter 107 He Understands the Truth

Jiang Tingwan sat on the sofa, tapping the armrest with her fingertips, her thoughts surging.

Wen Nian's tattoo, the largest gangster in Europe... Lu Zhaoye's words were in her mind. Wen Nian looked harmless and acted well-behaved, but he actually had such an identity behind him? Did the person who was looking for him in the club come all the way from abroad?

She rubbed her temples and felt a headache.

This is all a mess...

With Wen Nian, Song Zhi, Lu Zhaoye and Xie Duo...it was like a Shura field around her.

If it really doesn't work, then just achieve the goal as soon as possible and return to Kyoto, then fly abroad directly to get rid of them all... She suddenly had this idea, if she proposed it, Jiang Shixu would understand...

She had become somewhat accustomed to his silent support, and inexplicably thought that if it really came to that, maybe as soon as she proposed it, he would send all the relevant documents the next day...

She glanced at the remnants of food on the table.

If it were in the past, she might have taken the time to figure out why he suddenly got angry, to maintain the relationship between him and Shen Guan, and to weigh the pros and cons.

But now...she doesn't need to do that, and she doesn't have the energy for it.

She had a meeting in the afternoon and had to clean up.

Just as I was thinking about it, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Tingwan opened the door.

Ou Ya was wearing a mask and standing stealthily at the door. As soon as she saw her, she came in and closed the door. Then she took off her mask and slumped down on the sofa. Where was the look of the naive young lady that she had been in the morning?

"Why are you here?" Jiang Tingwan raised her eyebrows.

"I'm going to hide away." Ou Ya picked up the apple on the coffee table, took a bite, and said vaguely, "I was worried that you would be tricked by that consultant Xie, but when I bent down to pick up a bracelet, I discovered a big gossip."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are still one step ahead of me. I guess Ou Shan never thought that you knew that guy named Xie." She teased.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Tingwan folded his arms and looked at her: "Even if I lose to your father, it seems that you are not at a disadvantage. You will probably get another inheritance."

Ou Ya glanced at her, turned her head away, and remained silent for a moment without saying anything else.

Jiang Tingwan looked at her gradually absent-minded eyes and didn't know how long the scene remained silent.

Ou Ya suddenly said in a calm tone: "I want to completely destroy Ou Shan."

Jiang Tingwan frowned, noticing that her tone was a little abnormal. Before, when she talked about what Ou Shan had done to her mother, her eyes were almost full of hatred. Now she suddenly said such a sentence, but so calmly, which showed that the calmer she was, the more undercurrents were surging underneath.

"What do you want to do?" She had a hunch that Ou Ya was planning something.

Ou Ya turned around and saw that she was frowning. She suddenly laughed out loud: "Why are you so nervous? I'm just talking out of boredom."

Jiang Tingwan breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt something was wrong, so she said, "Although we have known each other for a short time and have not spent much time together, if you have any problems, tell me and let me help you, okay?"

"Come on, what are you saying..." Ou Ya looked at her for a few seconds, and the corners of his lips curled up with a smile: "You are a second-generation rich man with no one to rely on, but you have a little money. If I need your help, please don't buy one get one free."

Jiang Tingwan was silent for a moment, then said seriously: "No matter what, you told me that having more ideas is a good thing."

Ou Ya stood up with a smile and waved her phone: "I don't want to play with you anymore. You have your Song Zhi and Consultant Xie. I also have to go find my 'brothers'."

She turned and left, her back looking graceful, but Jiang Tingwan always felt something was wrong.

After the door was closed, Jiang Tingwan immediately dialed the phone and whispered, "Send someone to follow Ou Ya and don't let her find out."

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Song Zhi pushed open the door of the study.

"Mother, you are looking for me--"

Before he could finish his words, a loud slap was given to him in the face.

Song Zhi turned his head away, his cheeks feeling burning, but he didn't say anything, not even frowning.

Song's mother walked slowly to the desk and sat down, took out a silk handkerchief, and wiped her fingers carefully, as if she had just touched something dirty.

"Kneel down." Her voice was as cold as ice.

Song Zhi knelt down silently, his knees hitting the hard floor, and the familiar pain seeped out from the cracks in his bones. He was already used to such scenes.

He is her son and also that man's son. She hates him, but she has to grow up with him.

"I thought I had made it clear that day." Song's mother looked down at him and said in a calm voice, "I didn't expect you to dare to appear in public with that woman."

She tapped the tabletop with her fingertips. “You don’t like Ou Ya, that’s fine, but you can’t get entangled with an ordinary person and cause a big uproar.”

Song Zhi clenched his fists and made no excuses for the fact that he and Jiang Tingwan attended the event together.

Even if there was no cooperation, he would still want to bring her there openly.

Seeing that he was silent, Mother Song was not annoyed. She just picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying calmly: "For so many years, haven't you been able to distinguish the vixens sent by those women? Now that victory is in sight, you are getting carried away?"

She sneered, "After the marriage, you get the shares. If you want to support a woman, I won't care. But you make trouble at this critical moment. Do you want them to take advantage of the situation?"

She had worked hard for many years, and had never bowed her head in order to avenge the man's ruthlessness. Eighty percent of Song Zhi's current cunning and means were due to her training.

The women and illegitimate children that Song's father kept outside have been restless in recent years. They have tried every means to destroy Song Zhi. There are no less than fifty women who have been placed around him.

Fortunately, her son has always been sober and knows how to weigh the pros and cons.

Song Zhi lowered his eyes. This was the reason why he chose to cooperate with Ou Ya. To a certain extent, he could naturally drive away the people they sent. It was also the reason why he tested Jiang Tingwan when he first met her.

After so many years, he can hardly tell who is real and who is fake.

Mother Song watched his changes. During this period of time, he seemed like a different person.

She would never allow the family property to fall into the hands of others.

What she said to Jiang Tingwan that day was also meant for him, wasn't it?

She slowly put down the teacup, her voice so soft it sounded like a sigh: "Don't forget about your sister."

Song Zhi's back suddenly stiffened.

He did have a sister, but she had long been "killed in a car accident".

Although there was no evidence, he knew from some clues that this matter was related to a woman his father was having an affair with.

Song's father's health has been deteriorating in recent years, and he has already started to transfer the business. What Song Zhi holds in his hands now is just the tip of the iceberg of the Song Group. The real wealth of the Song family is immeasurable.

The once cold-blooded man now began to look for warmth that did not exist at all, and even intended to let his illegitimate children have a share of the spoils.

If he had married early, gained support, or even had a child, he might have been able to obtain the largest stake in the Song family soon.

He understands the truth.

But ever since he met Jiang Tingwan, the resistance in his heart has become stronger and stronger.