There was no extra expression on Song Ling's face, and no fluctuation in his deep eyes.
He simply said, "I brought her here to tell you that I won't divorce you. I don't care what you gave me. As for severing the father-son relationship, go ahead!"
When Song Li heard this, she became even more panicked, "Xiao Ling, don't talk nonsense..."
Liu Su secretly rolled her eyes at Song Li, knowing that she was partial to her nephew Song Ling.
Song Huihai clutched his chest, his heart aching with anger, "Song Ling, are you planning to rebel?"
Song Ling didn't want to waste time here, so he pulled Liu Zhiyuan and turned away.
Liu Zhiyuan didn't dare to take a step, "Husband..."
Song Ling almost dragged her feet, Song Li stood up and chased after her for two steps.
"Xiao Ling, don't be impulsive."
Song Ling paused for a moment, his tone was indifferent and a little disdainful, "Aunt, you know I don't care!"
Liu Su was anxious about something, but she expected them to quarrel.
Song Huihai would angrily change his will.
She continued to simmer in anger, "Xiao Ling, what's your attitude? It's ok for you to be arrogant to me, but how dare you treat your father like this? Our Song Cheng would never dare to do this..."
Song Li turned around and growled at her, "Sister-in-law, you said enough matchmaking? Don't you think things are messy enough? Hasn't Xiao Cheng made enough mistakes?"
After Song Ling said that, he strode away with Liu Zhiyuan.
Liu Su looked at their backs and smiled. "Since you call me sister-in-law, you should be careful with your attitude. How can you be so rude to your sister-in-law?"
Song Li took a deep breath, "..."
Song Huihai's anger had reached its peak. He made the final choice and never expected Song Ling to do this.
He was angry, but also helpless.
He felt extremely sad about Song Ling's attitude.
A complex sense of guilt flashed across his scarlet eyes. Song Huihai finally vented his anger on Liu Su and suddenly slammed the coffee table, "Stop talking to me! Song Cheng and Song Ling, neither of you is worry-free!"
Liu Su felt wronged and her body was shaking, but her eyes were still fixed on the file bag on the coffee table.
Finally, she asked fearlessly, "Is the family meeting still going on today?..."
"Get out!"
"Go away!"
Song Huihai and Song Li spoke at the same time. Liu Su was so angry that her face turned red and her neck became thick. Finally, she could only grit her teeth and say, "Xiao Cheng, let's go home first!"
Liu Zhiyuan was dragged all the way, and she looked at the uncle with complicated eyes.
Song Ling stuffed her into the car, then leaned against the back of the car and lit a cigarette.
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't bear to disturb a man. She thought that although he seemed so indifferent on the surface, he was actually very upset in his heart.
Although she didn't care about her father-in-law's so-called inheritance, she still loved him very much.
She knew he probably didn't care about the inheritance.
What hurt him was his father's disapproval and the rejection of his mother and brother.
Song Ling made her feel even more distressed.
Although her biological mother was not good to her, she at least had a father who cared about her very much.
Uncle is different.
She turned her head and looked at his back, her heart surging.
Today, she was moved by his determination and strengthened her idea of managing her marriage with care.
He was smoking in the back of the car, and she waited for him obediently in the passenger seat.
But he had been pumping for about half an hour, and she was a little uneasy.
She felt sorry for him and was afraid that he would hide away and lick his wounds alone.
So she slid down the window, turned her head to look at the rear of the car, raised her lips, smiled and shouted: "Hubby, I'm hungry."
Song Ling just threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and got into the car.
In the car.
Liu Zhiyuan took his arm and asked softly, "Husband, what were you doing just now? Smoking to relieve your sadness? Let me tell you, your little wife is a happy person. She can make you happy with just a few words."
Unexpectedly, Song Ling's eyes looked at her with a little more depth, and his voice was also very magnetic.
"I'm reading a love letter."
Liu Zhiyuan almost bit her tongue as she imagined countless words to make him happy.
Didn't expect him to read her love letter?
She thought of the love letter, the masterpiece she had just scribbled.
She looked at him shyly.
“Honey, are you really reading a love letter?”
Song Ling looked at her, and then read the first sentence in the love letter: "Dear husband, your little wife is looking at you at this moment. The little wife wanted to go swimming tonight, but you intercepted her at the swimming pool door.
Your wife is a little dissatisfied with this, but she thinks you did this out of jealousy.
However, the dissatisfaction in my little wife’s heart has become a little sweet…”
Liu Zhiyuan looked at him tremblingly, "Hubby, you have such a good memory? Do you have a photographic memory?"
Song Ling nodded proudly, "Yes."
Liu Zhiyuan bit her pink lips.
"Really high IQ."
She also gave him a thumbs up.
He started the car and asked.
"What to eat?"
Liu Zhiyuan looked at the man's indifferent expression and felt less depressed.
She said coquettishly: "Husband, I want to eat you."
"Evening!" Song Ling said in a hoarse voice.
Liu Zhiyuan shamelessly covered her face. "I was just kidding. Honey, is it really okay for you and your father to quarrel like this? I actually feel a little guilty."
Song Ling took the steering wheel with one hand and held her little hand tightly.
"in spite of!"
Liu Zhiyuan laughed again, "Hubby, you are really super nice. I will love you in the future. Let's eat grilled fish."
Song Ling's eyes flashed with fondness, "Okay."
After eating the grilled fish, Song Ling parked in the parking space in front of the theme hotel before coming over.
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