Ever since Yatong helped win the project last time, Song Huihai has been very confident in Yatong's work ability.
When Song Ling was asked about the project, Song Huihai looked at Yatong and said confidently: "Once again, it's a fair competition. As far as my company is concerned, the new project will be handed over to Yatong for bidding. I believe in her ability."
Yatong and Song Cheng were both eating with their heads down. After hearing his words, Yatong raised her eyes, and a faint smile filled her clear cheeks.
"Uncle Song, you're too kind. I'm just trying my best. Two months ago, you were guiding the project very well. You're the most capable person."
Song Cheng still didn't say anything, looking passive and cowardly.
Song Ling's deep eyes flashed with a dark light, and his thin lips slowly lifted up.
"I heard that the government attaches great importance to this project. The initial estimate is that the profit of this project will be several times higher than that of the project two months ago."
Hearing this, Song Cheng's drooping eyes flashed with greed.
While Liu Zhiyuan was serving his little scoundrel a meal, he exclaimed, "What kind of project is this? Such a big gain?"
Song Ling sat elegantly, and said in a magnetic voice,
"The Suzhou government wants to build an unprecedented grand tourist city. If they can successfully win this project, every link will be profitable. Construction, renovation, landscaping, and the artificial lake will all generate huge profits."
Liu Zhiyuan nodded. She had only casually asked about business matters, and she wasn't really worried. Song Ling wouldn't allow her to worry about these things.
However, the villain Song Lingchen next to her said directly to Liu Zhiyuan: "Mom, be quiet. Don't interrupt when Dad is talking."
Liu Zhiyuan frowned and put the peeled shrimp into his bowl. "Song Lingchen, you're so annoying. How could I interrupt you?"
Song Lingchen said proudly, "It's interruption. Last night at home, when you were talking to Dad, you didn't let me speak or interrupt."
Liu Zhiyuan supported with sweat dripping down her back, "Song Lingchen, my father and I were discussing business last night."
Song Lingchen was not to be outdone, and he also had his own set of imitation theories: "Dad and Grandpa are also talking about business now, and you guys are just interrupting!"
Liu Zhiyuan took a deep breath and patiently repeated it again.
"It's normal for adults to chat. Remember, it's not called interrupting. But when you're chatting with an adult and suddenly interrupt them, that's called interrupting!"
Song Lingchen showed a helpless look on his face, "Look, adults are unreasonable!"
Liu Zhiyuan angrily ate the shrimp herself, "I won't peel it for you. If you want to eat it, peel it yourself."
Song Lingchen propped his chin with one hand, shaking his little head gently, and said seriously, "Women are narrow-minded and will hold grudges."
Liu Zhiyuan felt like she was going crazy and innocently asked Song Ling for help: "Husband, you take care of him, you take care of your son! He bullied me again!"
Song Ling doted on his wife without a limit. His deep eyes suddenly turned cold and swept towards Song Lingchen.
Song Lingchen pouted and lowered his voice: "Mom only knows how to complain, and Dad only knows how to spoil me!"
Liu Zhiyuan was always happy when she said she won. She said, "I'll tell you, and you're not allowed to talk anymore. Otherwise, I'll take your dad and I shopping together tomorrow night, so he won't be able to come home half an hour early to play football with you."
Song Lingchen's face wrinkled into a small bun. He pushed the food aside and said, "I'm not in the mood to eat. Grandpa, please take care of my parents..."
Song Huihai was already amused by this scene, and this "little quarrel" instantly made the home much warmer.
He touched his grandson's little head, coughed lightly, and pretended to be deep.
"If any child eats well, I'll give him a new model airplane. Song Lingchen, you have to eat well..."
Before he could finish his words, Song Lingchen immediately moved the bowl forward: "Grandpa, I promise to eat well!"
Liu Zhiyuan covered her lips, her eyes and eyebrows filled with happiness. She quietly gave Song Huihai a thumbs-up and lowered her voice. "Dad, I love you!"
Although she always liked to quarrel with Song Lingchen every day, in fact, she regarded this kind of quarrel as a kind of fun in life. It was fun to bicker with her proud son.
Seeing this scene, Yatong felt heartbroken and wanted to burn the mother and child to death. He knew that she could not have children anymore, but he often went back to the old house to stimulate her emotions.
They always quarreled with each other in front of her on purpose. It made her angry just thinking about it. Why didn't this mother and son just die?
What made her most angry was that she was so angry from the bottom of her heart that she couldn't show it.
This feeling is really painful.
Not only could she not show it, she had to pretend to be happy. She would then hypocritically compliment him, saying, "Song Lingchen is amazing! He's very eloquent and smart..."
In fact, my heart has been bleeding.
At the dinner table, Song Huihai mentioned Yatong and Ning Anyi's marriage.
Liu Zhiyuan had been staring at Song Cheng, and sure enough, his chopstick holding position froze.
Ya Tong just smiled gently and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Song. Xiao Tong really likes working in the company and has just found a little sense of accomplishment. I don't want to get married so early. Besides, An Yi doesn't want to get married too early either. There's no rush for this matter."
Song Huihai sighed silently. "Well, you young people are just too cunning and always think marriage is troublesome. In the past, we all got married at the behest of our parents and matchmakers."
Yatong smiled again, with a hint of embarrassment: "Uncle Song, times are different now."
Song Huihai said helplessly,
"Okay. Okay, I don't understand what you young people are thinking. And Song Cheng, he's never had a serious girlfriend. I really don't know what he's been thinking. Hurry up and find a girlfriend, get married quickly, and let me have grandchildren."
When Song Cheng heard this, he replied weakly, "I know."
Song Huihai stared at him with some disapproval, and his eyes towards Yatong unconsciously dimmed a little.
"Xiao Tong, you should also hold on tight. Don't put too much psychological burden on physical problems. DINK is very popular among foreigners. If An Yi likes children, you can consider adopting two."
Ya Tong smiled a little palely: "Yeah, I know."
night.
After dinner, Song Huihai went out to socialize with friends, and Song Ling's family of three also went home, leaving only Song Cheng and Yatong at home.
After Yatong returned to the room, the first thing she did was to turn on the computer, print out photos of Liu Zhiyuan and Song Lingchen, and then use the tip of a pen to scribble on the faces of the mother and son.
A good photo was immediately punctured to pieces.
Her eyes flashed with intense jealousy and hatred. Although she knew in her heart that she was the one she was today mostly because of herself, it was still related to Liu Zhiyuan.
It was the appearance of Liu Zhiyuan that gradually led her to become who she is today.
How pitiful is a woman who can't have children? How could you not know it in your heart?
The bedroom door flung open, and she covered her face with a startled look at the horrific photos she had destroyed: "Who? Get out!"
The person behind him didn't move away, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer.
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