The man's handsome face was covered in bruises and red marks, with gauze on his forehead and a cut on the corner of his mouth.

Song Nuan felt uneasy. Could it be that she hit him while drunk?

She had witnessed Li Jingchen's skills firsthand. Unless the other party ganged up on him, even three against one might not be able to defeat him. But if it were her who intervened...

It's highly likely that Li Jingchen won't retaliate.

"I fell by accident."

"You fell like this?" Song Nuan didn't believe it. How badly must you have fallen?

Li Jingchen glanced at her and immediately changed the subject, "Try going out drinking by yourself again in the middle of the night next time."

Song Nuanxin shrank her neck guiltily.

Listening to Li Jingchen's words, she felt even more strongly that his injury was because of her.

She looked guilty. "I won't drink it next time."

Li Jingchen subtly tugged at the corner of his lips, knowing that she was definitely blaming him for his injury, so he didn't explain further and let her misunderstand.

"I'll take you to the company."

"You're injured, I can go by myself."

“I only injured my face, not my hands or feet, so it won’t affect my driving.” Li Jingchen rejected her suggestion and picked up her bag. “Besides, I’m also a shareholder of Song Corporation.”

Seeing that he insisted, Song Nuan let him have his way.

Song Group.

To Song Nuan's surprise, in addition to Song Zhiren, Zhou Min and Song Ningxue also came.

Song Nuan said, "Since everyone is here, President Song, let's sign the share transfer contract and inheritance agreement today."

"Sister, the three-year term has just ended, and you're so impatient. If others saw you like this, they might think you've been thinking about taking over the company from Dad."

Song Nuan couldn't help but laugh. Sometimes she really thought Song Ningxue was stupid.

"That's how Old Chairman Song's will was drafted. When the time comes, I'll take back what belongs to me. How is that stealing?"

She looked at Song Zhiren, "Besides, Dad is getting old. The sooner I take over, the sooner he can retire and enjoy his retirement. Dad will be happy. Don't you think so, Dad?"

Song Ningxue retorted, "Dad is only fifty-eight years old and in good health. How come you say he's old? Are you cursing Dad?"

Song Zhiren's face was ashen.

What a coincidence.

He just had a physical exam last week and received the report yesterday. His health condition is very poor. Not only are his high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar out of control, but he also has kidney problems. The doctor advised him not to work too hard.

Most importantly, quit smoking and drinking.

When you're at the business table, how can you not drink?

The doctor didn't refute him, but simply said, "If you don't quit drinking, at this rate, you'll need a kidney transplant in less than two years."

"Didn't you sleep well last night, Mr. Song? You don't look well."

Lu Ziyang's voice pulled Song Zhiren back to reality.

He forced a smile, and seeing that almost all the data in the medical report were marked in red, he could honestly say that he hadn't slept all night, tossing and turning.

"Song Nuan, come out with me for a moment."

"Zhiren, the shareholders' meeting is still in progress." Zhou Min winked at him and whispered, "What kind of behavior is it to call Song Nuan out alone?"

"Can't I even say a word to my daughter?" Song Zhiren's expression changed slightly.

The shareholders all shook their heads, offering no objection.

Zhou Min's face darkened.

Song Nuan didn't know what he wanted to do, but she still followed him out.

As soon as the door closed, Song Zhiren couldn't wait to ask, "You really mean the promised five million?"

It turns out it was all about money.

Seeing his anxious look about money, Song Nuan wanted to laugh a little, but she still patiently replied, "It's a contract in black and white. If I say I'll give it to you, I definitely will."

"Give it to me now."

Song Nuan: "?"

Song Zhiren grew anxious. "Give it to me now. As soon as the money is in my account, I'll go in and sign the agreement with you. Otherwise, once the agreement is signed and the company is given to you, how will I know when you'll give me the money?"

Song Nuanqi smiled.

Having lived for so many years, this was truly the first time she had ever witnessed the true face of greed.

She wrote five million on the check.

No sooner had he finished writing than Song Zhiren snatched the check away.

Is it okay?

"I'll have my assistant get the money. Once the money arrives, I'll sign with you."

Song Nuan's eyelids twitched violently, and her face turned completely cold. "Song Zhiren, don't push your luck. The shareholders are all waiting inside. If you keep delaying, don't even think about getting five million, not even five cents!"

"you!"

Song Nuan snatched the check, intending to tear it up, and threatened, "Sign it or not?"

Song Zhiren gritted his teeth, "Sign it then! Even your own father doesn't believe it. If the Song family business is handed over to you, it will be completely finished within two years!"

"You don't need to worry about that."

Isn't he just finding ways to harm his own daughter?

They're about the same.

Back in the meeting room, the shareholders' meeting continued.

The assistant presented two contracts that had been prepared in advance, and the lawyer was also present to notarize them. The entire process took only about ten minutes.

Sign, put your fingerprint, and stamp.

The thing she had dreamed of and worked hard for for many years was accomplished so peacefully.

She was so calm, as if the hardships she had endured over the years to inherit the Song family business were a joke, and everything seemed so unreal.

"Oh."

A cold, mocking voice suddenly rang out.

Just as Song Nuan looked up, someone bumped into her shoulder.

Song Ningxue sneered, "You've inherited the company, are you satisfied now?"

"Yes, I'm very satisfied." Song Nuan smiled and waved the contract in her hand, her boasting obvious. "You're feeling pretty uncomfortable right now, aren't you?"

Song Ningxue glared at her resentfully.

Zhou Min said, "Song Nuan, you grew up without a mother to teach you. Today, I might as well take on your mother's responsibility. Don't be too proud of yourself too soon, or you'll easily be disappointed."

"Aunt Zhou is so knowledgeable, how did she raise her daughter to be such a useless person who only knows how to be a mistress?"

That one sentence offended both of them.

Some shareholders who hadn't left yet looked over when they heard this.

Zhou Min is highly skilled, and she can still remain expressionless.

Song Ningxue was different. She had a strong sense of self-respect and a low psychological defense. She quickly broke down under the strange looks from the shareholders and was so angry that she wanted to hit them.

However, her wrist was grabbed.

"Hitting someone in public, Miss Song, is it that you can't get a gigolo and want to go to jail?" Li Jingchen said coldly.

"you--"

Song Ningxue was so angry she was practically fuming.

Scattered chatter and laughter drifted from the surrounding area.

She quickly put on a mask.

Song Nuan glanced at her and said, "So you do know what embarrassment is. I thought you were thick-skinned enough not to care about such things."

Li Jingchen brushed her hand away with such force that Song Ningxue staggered back a few steps.

If Zhou Min hadn't caught her, she would have fallen to the ground.

"Song Nuan, don't think you can rest easy just because you beat us today. People like you have a lot more hard times ahead of you!" Zhou Min roared at her back.

Hard times?

Song Nuan smiled dismissively.

Her worst days were already over in the Song family.

All the bloodshed and turmoil in her life was brought about by Qin Yuchuan and the three members of the Song family.

Leaving Qin Yuchuan and breaking away from the Song family, her future will only get better and better.