Chapter 40 Wife, I Miss You So Much
"Mr. Song, these are all the recordings of your second brother just now after he went to the hospital." A man wearing sunglasses handed over the USB flash drive.
In the car, Song Yichen handed over a check with an expressionless face and said coldly: "Continue."
"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!
The assistant pushed the door open when he heard the sound. After seeing 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."
While cleaning up, the assistant thought: President Song must love President Jian terribly, otherwise he wouldn't have considered President Jian first at this time.
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 let them go.
Song Yichen calmed down and sat down again: "Let her come up."
When Old Madam Song came in, she still had a look of anger on her face.
"Yichen, you need to fire those two receptionists downstairs immediately. They even dared to stop me and refused to budge. How can such tactless people 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 management of the company to an outsider. The employees can't tell who is the boss. The morale of the troops is unstable, how can they lead the troops in battle? While Jian Xi is away, you'd better check the accounts again. Maybe she will embezzle all the money from our company and transfer it to her own company."
The assistant looked at Song Yichen.
Song Yichen winked at him to leave.
The office fell silent. Seeing that her youngest son remained silent, Mrs. Song couldn't help but start to panic.
This panic actually existed 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 can I do to you? Your father is in the hospital and you didn't even bother to visit him. And what about your eldest brother? Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it was Jian Xi who was behind it. She's just married into the family and she's already causing trouble for your eldest uncle. Who knows what will happen in the future. You should break up with her right away. And what about the household registration issue? Did she force you to do that? 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?"
Madam Song's hands suddenly clenched 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, and you're fine now. Why are you still fussing over it?"
"It seems you really know." Song Yichen stood up and walked over, spreading out the report 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 sore 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 just called me when I was driving out that day, even if it was just a small reminder. I'm still your son, so is my life that 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 whether he can survive like me is uncertain."
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.
It turned out to be the third brother.
Hehehe.
He had suspected his eldest and second brothers, but he never expected that the person who designed his car accident was actually his third brother, who seemed to be the most gentle and the most artistic!
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 didn't hesitate at all and just asked, "What time?"
Song Yichen looked at the date in the upper right corner of his computer: "His piano recital is the day after tomorrow. Start half an hour before it starts."
"Got it." The other party hung up the phone.
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 it seemed as if he had 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 sky outside, which was suddenly filled with sunshine, 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 and tossed and turned, and by the time they finished, it was 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 say it and didn't know where to start.
(End of this chapter)
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