"Come back here, I have something to tell you."

"What is it? Can't we talk on the phone? I haven't eaten yet."

Song Lingshan really doesn't like going home. She and Ozawa Nami don't get along and always argue whenever they meet, so she usually stays in her own house.

Song Ruhai said seriously, "Then come and eat. Your aunt is almost done cooking."

Song Lingshan said unhappily, "I won't eat..."

"Come back when I tell you to, or I'll force you to send someone to kidnap you."

"I……"

Before Song Lingshan could finish speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

Frustrated, Song Lingshan threw her phone back onto the table.

Her father didn't trust her very much. Although he put her in charge of the company, he didn't give her many shares.

He still firmly holds the majority of the shares.

In order to get the remaining shares as soon as possible, Song Lingshan still needs to be somewhat compliant.

Su Luo came out of the bathroom and looked at Song Lingshan.

"I'm done washing, can I leave now?"

Song Lingshan waved her hand, her face looking terrible.

"Let's go."

"Um."

Su Luo quickly left the room and went downstairs.

I quickly left the courtyard and hailed a taxi by the roadside.

Get in the car.

The image of Song Lingshan's barely concealed sorrow flashed through his mind, and a sense of unease crept into his heart.

I just heard Song Lingshan talking on the phone with her father in the bathroom.

He had only met Song Ruhai once. The man looked refined and gentle, but gave off a very uncomfortable feeling. His eyes behind his silver-rimmed glasses were full of gloom.

Although he was amiable, there was a palpable sense of oppression when you talked to him.

It's as if if you argue with him, he'll do something extreme.

Rumors circulated that Song Lingshan's mother committed suicide, but the reason for her suicide remains unknown.

Song Lingshan rarely mentioned her father when she was with him, as if she was quite estranged from him.

Three years ago, Song Ruhai married a new lover who was said to be very young, which gives an idea of ​​Song Lingshan's situation at home.

Song Lingshan has a strong personality and is unwilling to compromise. He really can't imagine what would happen if she had a conflict with Song Ruhai.

Although most fathers love their daughters, exceptions exist; he felt that Song Ruhai didn't look like a normal person.

...

Song Family Villa.

Nami Ozawa is working in the kitchen.

In the living room, Song Ruhai was chatting with a mature man who exuded an air of sophistication and was dressed in a suit.

The two got along very well.

"Junze, are you planning to stay in China permanently this time?"

Song Ruhai, holding a teacup, inquired.

Shen Junze nodded and said with a smile.

“I have moved all my overseas projects to China and I don’t plan to go abroad anymore.”

Do you have a girlfriend?

Song Ruhai and Shen Junze's father were good friends, and Shen Junze and Song Lingshan were childhood sweethearts. He had watched Shen Junze grow up.

This child has been more sensible than others since childhood, steady in handling affairs, capable, and self-disciplined. He has always wanted to marry Song Lingshan to him.

Unfortunately, Shen Junze went abroad six years ago, when Song Lingshan was only twenty years old, and the matter was left unresolved.

Now that Shen Junze is back, if he doesn't have a girlfriend, this matter can be reconsidered.

After all, Song Lingshan and Shen Junze were a perfect match, both in terms of social standing and appearance, and they were childhood sweethearts.

Shen Junze calmly replied, "Not yet."

What do you think of Ling Shan?

Song Ruhai felt that his daughter was already twenty-six years old and it was time for her to find a partner.

"She's great, of course. I'm just worried she won't like me."

"I understand what you mean."

Song Ruhai was a traditional man at heart, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with a man having multiple wives and concubines.

They also believed that their daughter's marriage should be arranged by her parents and a matchmaker, and that it was not up to the daughter to decide for herself.

Just then, the voice of a servant came from the doorway.

"Young Miss, you're back."

Shen Junze looked towards the outside.

It had been six years since he last saw Song Lingshan. She didn't look much different from what he remembered, except that she was more composed and mature than before.

The servant bent down and placed the prepared slippers at Song Lingshan's feet.

Song Lingshan bent down to change into her slippers and went into the house.

Shen Junze took the initiative to speak and greet him, a faint smile on his face.

"Ling Shan, it's been a long time."

Song Lingshan was taken aback. "When did you get back?"

"I came back yesterday, and my uncle invited me over for dinner."

"Um."

Song Lingshan nodded slightly, secretly relieved. She had thought her father was in such a hurry because something serious must have happened.

It turned out that it was just because Shen Junze had returned that she was invited to come and catch up with him.

Nami Ozawa served the last dish to the table and gently greeted the group.

"Come and eat."

Song Ruhai nodded slightly and sat down at the head of the table.

After Song Lingshan and Shen Junze took their seats, Ozawa Nami sat down next to Song Ruhai.

She personally served the ginseng soup to Song Ruhai, and then spoke to Shen Junze and Song Lingshan.

"Try it and see. If you don't like it, I'll make it again."

Ozawa Nami was used to trying to please Song Ruhai, to please the people he valued, and to humble herself in the lowest possible way.

After all, you could get beaten up if you neglect your guests.

Shen Junze responded with a smile.

"Auntie, it's alright, I'm not a picky eater."

Having lived abroad for so many years, I've developed an iron stomach from all the terrible food I've eaten; I can eat anything.

Moreover, every dish on this table looks exquisite; it doesn't resemble a casual home-cooked meal at all, but rather a carefully prepared dish by a star chef.

When he first entered the house, he saw that Ozawa Nami was so young and dressed like an ordinary noblewoman. He never expected that she would be so virtuous and have such good cooking skills.

"..."

Song Lingshan remained silent; there were reasons why she disliked her stepmother.

This woman not only dates younger men in private.

Moreover, she is particularly good at pretending. When her father is around, she is as docile as a lamb, but when her father is not around, she has a completely different face.

Her father's condition is almost stable. Once it's completely stable, she will definitely tell him everything about the despicable things Ozawa Nami did.

Get your father away from this fickle and wicked woman as soon as possible.

Seeing that his daughter's expression was off and she was hesitant to eat, Song Ruhai said sternly.

"Eat your food, what are you standing there for?"

Song Lingshan then came to her senses, silently picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat in small bites with a frown.

To be honest, although this woman is bad, her cooking skills are really good. No wonder my father can't live without her.

After finishing his meal, Shen Junze left politely without lingering.

Song Lingshan also got up and walked towards the door, but her father called her back before she reached the door.

"Stop right there, I have something to say to you."