Zhang Tiansheng was overjoyed and quickly nodded, then obediently followed Lin Jiaojiao away.
After a busy day, Song Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief. She chatted with Qi Yefeng for a bit, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Song Mian felt like she had slept for a while, and in her drowsy state, she heard a commotion coming from outside the door.
As she gradually regained consciousness, Song Mian first heard Qi Yefeng's voice.
"Stop them! Don't let them set foot in here!"
When Song Mian opened her eyes, she found that it was already dawn. Through the glass door, she saw Qi Yefeng and his bodyguards confronting the Song family members outside.
Qi Yefeng remained calm, looking composed as he faced the commotion of the Song family outside the door.
Meanwhile, Old Master Song was being held down in his wheelchair by two bodyguards, his neck stiff, shouting at Qi Yefeng: "What right do you have to stop me? This is my granddaughter's shop. I'm here to see my granddaughter, not you. Get out of my way!"
Qi Yefeng's attitude was firm: "Boss Song's business is my business. If you are interested in talking to me, sir, we can have a good chat. Otherwise, if you are not interested in talking to me, I will not force you. I can make arrangements for you to go back and rest."
"Don't think you're so great just because you have a few stinking coins. You've been following Song Mian around all this time, and you know perfectly well what your true intentions are!"
Song Mian listened to the noise and watched as her uncle pointed at Qi Yefeng's nose and continued to make a scene.
"You brat, I'm warning you you'd better get lost right now. My dad's not in good health, and if you accidentally hurt him, you won't be able to afford to pay for it!"
"Don't worry, even if I could afford to pay, I wouldn't give people like you a single penny. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way obediently, otherwise I'll call the police and have them come and ask you to leave," Qi Yefeng said forcefully.
Seeing Qi Yefeng's unyielding attitude, Old Master Song gritted his teeth in frustration, then suddenly clutched his chest and began to whine.
"Ouch, my heart feels so uncomfortable! I feel like I'm having a heart attack! Someone, please take me away, I can't take it anymore, help me...!"
Qi Yefeng coldly watched Old Master Song's despicable and low-class methods, a sneer appearing in his eyes.
Not bothering with Old Master Song's nonsense, Qi Yefeng was about to have his bodyguards throw Old Master Song out when he saw a figure rush towards him.
Song Mian's patience completely vanished. She rushed over and pushed Old Master Song to the ground: "Can you please stop pretending? There's nothing wrong with your body, yet you always like to act weak! You used to pretend to be weak, which made Grandma, who has heart disease, have to take care of you."
Grandma's been hospitalized because of you, and you still have to come here to get my attention, trying to act like you're old and powerful! Old Man Song, do you have any bottom line? Are you even human?
After being pushed to the ground, Old Master Song did not collapse and get up. Instead, he suddenly sprang up from the ground, seemingly out of nowhere.
"You unfilial brat! I am your grandfather, and we share the same surname, Song, yet you're helping outsiders bully me! You deserve to die!"
"I don't know if I deserve to die or not, but I know I won't fall for your act!" Song Mian straightened her clothes, which had been disheveled during her struggle, and then looked at her uncle: "Song Qingshan, have you paid back the 600,000 yuan your son extorted from me? If it had been any later, it might have been too late."
Song Qingshan's face turned pale, then ashen, and finally he said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Mian, your uncle brought your grandfather here this time not to cause you trouble, but to sincerely have a good talk with you."
"Let's talk, what do you want to say?" Song Mian said, but she knew very well that Song Qingshan was not one to say anything nice, and what he was about to say would definitely be something extraordinary.
As it turned out, Song Qingshan did not disappoint Song Mian.
“Xiao Mian, look, A Yuan is your older brother, and Jin Yan is your younger brother. You both have the blood of the Song family flowing in your veins. What can’t you get over? You should be forgiving. It’s just 600,000 yuan. How can it be more important than our blood ties?”
Song Qingshan said matter-of-factly, and even got more and more excited as he spoke: "Uncle thinks it's better to let this matter end here. Go to the police station and withdraw the charges. Our whole family will be grateful to you in the future."
Song Mian nodded, then laughed in exasperation at Song Qingshan: "As expected, a tree without bark will surely die, and a person without shame is invincible. Song Qingshan, you always manage to perfectly hit my sore spot."
Old Master Song glared at her: "Song Mian, don't push your luck! It's your good fortune that your uncle is willing to lower himself to speak politely to a junior like you. Don't go too far!"
Looking at Old Master Song's stern and harsh expression, Song Mian suddenly felt a chill in her heart.
Although she had long known that Old Master Song was biased and that he had never loved her, Song Mian still felt extremely disappointed when she looked at the old man.
Deep down, she does yearn for family affection.
Unfortunately, apart from her grandmother, there was no one in the entire Song family who deserved her pity.
Song Qingshan was still unwilling to give up and shamelessly moved closer to Song Mian: "Xiao Mian, look how insensible you are. You've made your grandfather so angry. Aren't you going to apologize to him right now?"
“I have nothing to apologize for. I did nothing wrong. You are the ones who came here to cause trouble!” Song Mian took a deep breath, and the sadness that had been weighing on her heart vanished completely. “It was Song Jinyan and Song Yuan who came to extort me first. All I did was protect my own interests. I did nothing wrong. If you want to blame someone, blame them.”
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm only asking you, are you willing to withdraw the lawsuit or not?" Old Master Song questioned.
"I don't want to," Song Mian replied without hesitation.
"Fine, fine! You've really grown wings, aren't you? Song Mian, you think you're so great just because you're famous now? Hehehe, don't forget, you're my granddaughter, you have my blood flowing through your veins. I know your weaknesses very well. You've messed with me, and you'll be the one who suffers in the end!" After coldly uttering these words, Old Master Song turned around and left without looking back.
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