"It's still unclear what's going on, but they're very determined to deal with you. Even if it wasn't the Grand Master who contacted Song Wuwu, he's the most talented. With him around, there's no way this group can be in turmoil."
The content of the text message made Song Biao smile.
"Got it. Let's ambush and test it."
Song Biao turned off his cell phone and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window with an unpredictable expression.
The second uncle was in the car.
Half of his face was in shadow, and his expression was stern and sinister.
He was very satisfied with what happened today.
After Song Wuwu sent the notice, he immediately sought out several other uncles except the Fifth Uncle to discuss the matter, in order to lobby the Grand Uncle to come forward.
As expected, in order to ensure the stability of his own business and the continuation of his offspring, the Grand Master of the Clan took the initiative to stop Song Biao from doing anything that was not in compliance with the regulations.
As for why he didn't tell Wu Zongbo? He had already learned from Song Yiyi that Wu Zongbo had a private relationship with Song Biao.
Humph.
His nieces and nieces are really useful.
Do a lot of things that they can't do.
The matter between the Fifth Uncle and Mr. Song Biao and He Zong also surprised him.
The Fifth Uncle seemed to have no desires other than women and endless money. I don't know what conditions Song Biao offered to get the two of them to cooperate.
The Second Lord lowered his eyes.
The Song sisters still need to investigate this matter.
They were being watched closely and had no way of doing anything excessive.
Thinking of the situation just now, the Second Master couldn't help laughing again.
The "enthusiasm" of the Grand Master of the Clan can not only create pressure on Song Biao, but also make Song Biao feel dissatisfied and threatened by the Grand Master of the Clan.
If Song Biao went even crazier, Big Brother might not be safe.
By then, when the order comes down, he will become the one who is more likely to have the right to speak.
The Second Master couldn't stop laughing just thinking about it.
......
Song Yang's case came to an end in silence.
Under the care of nanny Song Wuwu, he could actually feel a glimmer of hope.
With Song Yang by her side as a reminder, Song Xiner's temperament became increasingly cold, even to the point of keeping strangers away. Even when she was expressing her true feelings, she rarely heard anything interesting.
It's just too...mature.
Song Xiner sat on the sofa with her arms folded across her chest, her legs crossed as she watched the legal news.
Apart from his chubby face, this child does not show any of the childishness that is typical for his age.
Shi Yanhua had just returned from a business trip abroad. He found her appearance quite amusing when he walked in, so he walked over, squatted down, and said in a hushed voice, "Xin'er, you're so serious. Do you want to be a police officer when you grow up?"
This is a very normal question.
Song Xiner glanced at him indifferently. Apart from her cute voice, her tone was cold. "I'm waiting for you. You've been on a business trip abroad for so long. Don't you miss your wife at all?"
When Shi Yanhua heard the question from his younger sister-in-law, his face turned slightly awkward.
"Of course I do. We video call each other every day, so you don't have to worry about our relationship. I'll make time to take you guys out these next few days."
Song Xiner half-closed her eyes, quite speechless.
"No need. Just play on the bed and try to make a baby. Got it?"
"Ah..." Shi Yanhua's ears turned slightly red, and he pretended to be calm on his face.
This little brat's words are really shocking.
Song Wuwu happened to come down and heard this. She hurried over and picked up Song Xiner, "My little sister may have watched too many soap operas."
Her face was as red as an apple.
The couple hadn't seen each other for a month, and there was indeed a sense of strangeness and ambiguity as if they had just gotten together.
Song Xiner snorted.
"I'm not saying anything nonsense. During the time you were away, you didn't know that Wuwu was dressing me up all day long. It was really annoying. She was always meddling in my affairs."
"You're all in your early twenties, so why don't you have some fun? You're already engaged, so it doesn't matter if you have a child now."
Song Xiner opened her little mouth.
Every word he said shocked the two of them.
Both of them blushed.
Before she could say anything more, Song Wuwu covered her mouth and said, "Okay, it's late now. Auntie, take Xin'er upstairs to take a shower."
Song Wuwu stuffed a piece of bread into Song Xiner's mouth, making her unable to speak.
She was very dissatisfied when the nanny carried her upstairs.
"What's so embarrassing about this? I'll be guarding your door tonight. If you don't make it until three in the morning, I'll go buy you some medicine next time to help you! I don't believe you can't have a baby this time!"
Song Xiner's mumbling voice gradually faded away.
Song Wuwu held her forehead and dug her toes into the ground, trying to crawl into the crack.
At this moment, she and Shi Yanhua were the only ones left in the living room. She could feel the burning gaze of Shi Yanhua, who had not seen her for a month and was also disturbed by Song Xiner.
“Alright, alright!”
Song Wuwu glared at him and said, "Hurry up and eat and take a shower. We'll talk later."
Shi Yanhua pursed his thin lips and his breathing became heavier.
"I ate on the plane. I'm not hungry now. No, I'm very hungry, but ordinary rice won't fill me up."
He slowly walked towards Song Wuwu.
There was a hint of shyness and helplessness on Song Wuwu's gentle face.
Shi Yanhua held up her elastic buttocks, picked her up and carried her upstairs.
In the room.
The fire is burning, the atmosphere is tense, and the images are intertwined.
Song Wuwu's pretty face flushed red. She put her arms around Shi Yanhua's firm waist and stared at him coquettishly, her thoughts evident on her face.
Shi Yanhua's eyes flashed.
His straight back tilted to the side, and his slender hands grabbed a handful.
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