"I can't do it myself." Song Huaimin sneered, "But I can find a nanny to do it!"

"Song Huaimin!" Xu Zhaoying glared at Song Huaimin. "How dare you speak to me like that! Don't you want to live with me anymore?"

The moment he said this, Xu Zhaoying regretted it in his heart.

But now that I have said it, it is too late to regret, I can only hold on.

Song Huaimin stared at Xu Zhaoying with no expression on his face.

Before Song Huaimin could say anything, Xu Zhaoying immediately walked towards the kitchen and said, "Cook! I'll cook right now and we'll be eating soon!"

Looking at Xu Zhaoying's back, Song Huaimin breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly warned himself that he should never say such words again.

Although he wanted to divorce Xu Zhaoying and be with Jiang Rong.

But if he really did that, he would probably lose his job.

Although women have needs, they definitely don't have needs as much as jobs.

I am a little envious of Song Liancheng!

In a short while, my wife died...

Now, he has married another better wife.

Not only is she good-looking, but her family is also nice.

Good, this man is my son.

If it were someone else, Song Huaimin would feel like he was going crazy with jealousy.

Song Huaimin did not try to hide his complicated expression.

Song Liancheng naturally saw it clearly.

"Dad, my mom is pretty good. If someone else were to replace her, they wouldn't necessarily be as good as her."

He already knew about that Jiang Rong.

But such a woman would not be of any help to the Song family or Song Huaimin.

Song Huaimin felt a little embarrassed that his son saw through his thoughts.

But he quickly suppressed his awkwardness and nodded calmly, "I know, I haven't thought about replacing your mother, don't talk nonsense."

Song Liancheng remained noncommittal about Song Huaimin's defense. "I'll go upstairs and check on Fu Wan first."

"Liancheng." Song Huaimin stopped Song Liancheng, "Your grandfather isn't happy either."

"I understand. I'll tell grandpa later."

Song Liancheng said this and left.

Looking at Song Liancheng's back, Song Huaimin frowned subconsciously.

In the past, Song Liancheng looked up to the old man the most.

But now, the old man is actually ranked behind Fu Wan?

But if you think about it carefully, it is understandable.

After all, when Song Qiye asked Song Liancheng to go to the countryside, Old Man Song failed to stop him.

And now, it was Fu Wan who brought Song Liancheng back.

Anyone can clearly tell which is more important.

Song Liancheng went upstairs, walked to the door of the room, and knocked gently, "Wanwan, I'm back."

A few moments later, Fu Wan opened the door from the inside, a bright smile on her face. "Liancheng, you're back? Did your registration go well today?"

Of course, Song Liancheng’s plan is not just as simple as returning to the city.

The Fu family also arranged a job for him in a government agency.

The position is not very high, but it is not very low either.

Judging from his salary, it is similar to his previous treatment as a battalion commander.

With the support of the Fu family, it is not difficult to move up.