Chapter 40 Wife, I miss you so much

"Mr. Song, these are all the recordings of your second brother going to the hospital just now." A man wearing sunglasses handed over the USB flash drive.

In the car, Song Yichen handed over a check expressionlessly and said coldly, "Go ahead."

"good."

The man was a private detective hired by Song Yichen.

At this point, the only person he dared to use was the one he bought with money.

After returning to the office, Song Yichen listened to the recording and angrily threw everything on the table to the ground.

Even the computer was smashed into two pieces.

Everyone knows! Everyone is plotting against him! Upon hearing the sound, the assistant pushed the door open and saw the situation on the ground. He subconsciously closed the door to prevent others from seeing it.

"Mr. Song."

Song Yichen had calmed down by now.

He took a deep breath and said, "Clean it up and try to restore it to its original state. Don't let my wife find out when she comes back."

"yes."

As the assistant was packing, he thought: President Song must love President Jian terribly, otherwise he wouldn't have considered President Jian first at a time like this.

After everything was packed up, the assistant brought a new computer and a piece of news.

"Mr. Song, the old lady is looking for you. She is downstairs."

Because of Song Yichen’s previous instructions, the Song family had been listed on the Song company’s blacklist, and the front desk did not dare to release them.

Song Yichen calmed down and sat down again: "Let her come up."

When Old Madam Song came in, she still had an angry look on her face.

"Yichen, you should immediately fire the two receptionists downstairs. They even dared to stop me and refused to listen. How can such a tactless person be the face of the company?"

She sat down on the sofa and ordered the assistant at the door, "Make me a cup of tea, Pu'er."

The assistant apologized: "Madam, we don't have Pu'er here."

Madam Song frowned: "Then go buy it. Do you still need me to teach you this?"

He turned around and lectured Song Yichen again: "See, this is what happens when you hand over the company to an outsider to manage it. The employees can't tell who is the boss. How can they lead the troops to fight when their morale is unstable? While Jian Xi is away, you'd better check the accounts again. Maybe she will embezzle the money and transfer all the money from our company to her own company."

The assistant looked at Song Yichen.

Song Yichen winked at him to leave.

The office fell silent. Mrs. Song couldn't help but start to panic when she saw that her youngest son hadn't spoken.

This panic actually occurred since she stepped into the Song family’s gate, but she subconsciously ignored it and only realized it now.

"Mom, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Song Yichen asked.

Such a calm tone instantly ignited the anger in Old Madam Song's heart, covering up the panic.

"What do you think I can do to you? Your father was in the hospital and you didn't even go to see him. And your eldest brother's matter, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it was Jian Xi who did it. She has just married into the family and she is already causing trouble for your eldest uncle. Who knows what will happen in the future. You should quickly separate from her. And about the household registration issue, did she force you to do it? You should also move back as soon as possible. How can a man from our Song family be someone else's son-in-law?"

The more Madam Song spoke, the more confident she became, and she even completely forgot that when she was in the Song family before, Song Yichen had volunteered to agree to marry into the family.

Song Yichen slowly took out a file bag from the drawer next to him.

"Mom, this is the report of my car accident, do you want to see it?"

Old Madam Song's hand suddenly grasped her purse. "I, I'm talking to you about the household registration transfer. Why are you talking about the report? It's been so long since the car accident. Besides, you're fine now. Why are you still fussing about it?"

"It seems you really know." Song Yichen stood up and walked over, spreading out the report and placing it in front of Old Madam Song: "Brake system tampering, Mom, you should know what this means!"

Madam Song also got angry: "What's your attitude? Don't forget that I'm your mother! How can you talk to me like that?"

Song Yichen's nose felt sour and his eyes were red.

"You know you're my mother, so why did you pretend to know nothing when you knew someone was trying to harm me? You could have called me when I was driving out that day, or even just given me a little hint. He's your son too, so is my life so worthless?"

Madam Song stood up suddenly: "What do you want? Do you have to send another one in before you are satisfied?"

Song Yichen: "No, I will retaliate, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, but I am not sure whether he can survive like me."

Turning around, he opened the office door and told his assistant to see the guest out.

Old Madam Song was asked to leave, and when she came to her senses, she was already standing outside the Song family's gate.

After closing the door, how could there be any sadness in Song Yichen's eyes?

He slowly took two tissues and wiped the tears from his face, his eyes becoming colder.

Click!

The assistant pushed the door open.

"Mr. Song, the old lady has left."

Song Yichen: "Follow her closely, I want to know her next reaction."

Half an hour later, the assistant called.

"Mr. Song, the old lady personally checked all of your third brother's vehicles."

Song Yichen's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

It turned out to be the third brother.

Hehehe.

He had suspected his eldest brother and second brother, but he never expected that the person who designed his car accident was actually his third brother, who seemed the most gentle and had the most artistic temperament!

knew.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yichen took a deep breath and called a private detective.

"The plan has changed. Find someone to cripple Song Ruizhe's hands."

The other party did not hesitate at all and just asked: "What time?"

Song Yichen looked at the date on the upper right corner of his computer: "The day after tomorrow is his piano recital. Start half an hour before it starts."

"Got it." The other party hung up.

Song Yichen walked to the window. It was foggy and rainy outside, but he didn't feel cold inside.

The phone rang again.

He didn't want to answer it, but he seemed to have thought of something. He looked down and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be replaced by warmth in an instant.

"Wife!"

"What are you doing?" Jian Xi asked.

Song Yichen looked at the sun that suddenly appeared outside, and raised the corners of his lips: "Wife, I miss you so much."

Jian Xi couldn't help laughing: "Then come pick me up, I'm back."

At this moment, the sky in Song Yichen's heart suddenly brightened.

"good!"

After taking Jian Xi home, Song Yichen couldn't help but throw her onto the bed.

Jian Xi pushed it gently: "I haven't taken a shower yet, it's so dirty."

Song Yichen couldn't bear it anymore and directly carried the person to the bathroom.

"Let's wash together."

They hummed to and fro, and by the time they finished, it was already dark.

Song Yichen hugged Jian Xi, buried his head in her shoulder, and enjoyed this quiet moment.

Jian Xi felt that he was very different today: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Song Yichen shook his head: "It's okay, I just miss my wife."

He didn't dare to speak and didn't know where to start.

(End of this chapter)