Chapter 133: Luck Built on the Suffering of Others
"How is that possible?!"
“This is too dramatic!”
Many guests were talking and looking at each other.
What happened tonight is already a scandal, right?
Now that Mr. Song has said so, he doesn't care about what people say.
"Today, everything will be put back in place. I will make a will. After a hundred years, all the property under my name will belong to Nanxi. This is a small compensation from me as a grandfather to her."
All the guests looked at Song Nanxi differently.
A little compensation? It's more than a little!!
Even the children of the Song family couldn't sit still.
"Dad, are you crazy? How can you make a will so easily..."
"This doesn't count! It doesn't count! Dad, you are really old and confused!"
Song Lan glared at Song Nanxi fiercely, wondering what kind of magic potion this little bitch had fed the old man.
Lin Bei felt dizzy and her vision was blackening.
She murmured, "It's over, it's all over..."
The first thing Lin Bei thought about was, when this news came out, given Xiaorou’s pride, what should she do?
At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the crowd.
"That's right, I am indeed not the daughter of the Song family."
It turned out to be Song Yirou. She changed into a formal dress and walked forward gracefully.
Under the gazes of countless people, she said calmly, "In fact, this matter has tortured me for a long time. When I found out that I was not my parents' biological child, and that my biological mother was such a bad person, I simply couldn't accept it."
"So I ran away. I was wrong about this."
Song Yirou bowed to Song Nanxi, "I'm sorry, Nanxi."
When she stood up, her eyes were red. She tried hard to hold back her tears and looked at Song Hai, Lin Bei, and Song Mo...
She cried, "I will give everything back to Nanxi and leave the Song family. But...please let me keep the surname Song. The Song family raised me. It is an honor and luck for me."
Song Yirou has always portrayed herself as strong-willed and rarely appears so sentimental.
Suddenly seeing her vulnerable expression, many of the second generation who were on good terms with her said:
"You were just born at that time, you are innocent too!"
"Grandpa Song, aren't you being too heartless? The Song family is big and powerful, so it's okay to support one more person."
"Sister Rou is so pitiful..."
Hearing this, Song Nanxi felt no emotion at all.
She curled the corners of her lips and stayed out of it, as if she was not one of the protagonists of the night.
Ling Sheng was telling himself that this was someone else's family affair, that Mr. Song would handle it, and that he shouldn't interfere.
But after hearing this, he still couldn't bear it.
Especially——
Song Nanxi's expressionless face made him feel even more distressed.
"How is she pitiful? Is it because she grew up in an aristocratic school and was driven by luxury cars? Or is it because she has a family that has protected her since her debut and has a steady supply of high-quality resources? Or is it because other female stars can just buy dresses and jewelry when they need them? "
Song Yirou froze, feeling the group of people who spoke for her fall silent.
She forced a smile: "Brother Ling is right, I owe these to Nanxi..."
Ling Sheng smiled coldly.
Yu Jing was very interested: "So, as expected of a big star who has experienced many battles, he knows the art of speaking. You are indeed lucky enough, and you are right about that."
"It's just that this luck is built on the suffering of others."
No one can refute this.
Originally, Song Yirou wanted to announce this fact publicly at the birthday party.
By speaking out, she can not only take the initiative, but also make her parents love her more.
But this old man! He actually planned this as well!
Song Yirou lowered her eyes, her eyes full of viciousness.
"Dad, that's enough!"
At this time, looking at her lonely daughter, Lin Bei finally couldn't help it and went forward to hug her.
"I raised Xiaorou. I only know that I have raised her as my own daughter since she was a little girl! You can let go of the relationship we have had for so many years, but I can't!"
She grabbed Song Yirou's hand and said, "If you must drive Xiaorou away, then drive me away too!"
Song Mo was also extremely distressed, "Grandpa, you promised me..."
Mr. Song only had one sentence: "If you feel sorry for her, just go with her!"
As long as you are willing to give up this huge family fortune, he won't stop you.
Although he built this family business in the first place so that his children and grandchildren would not suffer.
But his children and grandchildren have their own blessings. He is old, and will close his eyes after a hundred years. He can’t care about so many things!
Song Nanxi was moved to see that the old man was truly moved tonight.
She tutted, "Alright, I know you're on my side. It's getting late, you should go back and rest."
Mr. Song smiled bitterly, "I used to worry too much and caused you a lot of grievances."
"None of that matters."
Compared with the injustices she had suffered before, this was nothing.
But the love and care the old man gave her was something she had never had before.
Now Song Nanxi suddenly realized that perhaps the old man had insisted on leaving all his property to her because of this unspeakable guilt.
When people get old, they hope their children and grandchildren will live in harmony and their family will be united.
But in the end, we find that even if we treat everyone equally, it can still breed a lot of resentment.
The banquet was grand and everything that happened was explosive.
Probably the most unbelievable thing is that Song Yirou’s identity as a rich girl was actually fake.
Song Mo and Lin Bei were busy comforting Song Yirou, and many friends surrounded her.
Yan Xingxue couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He never knew that Song Nanxi, who was so lively and cheerful, had such an experience.
Even if I return to my original family, I am not valued by my parents.
They would rather comfort a fake than pay any attention to their own biological daughter.
"Nanxi, are you okay?"
He asked cautiously.
Song Nanxi raised her eyebrows, "Isn't it possible that Teacher Yan feels sorry for me?"
Not only that, she scanned the faces of these men one by one.
very good.
It seems that they all think so.
She simply said: "If you feel bad, just give me some money. How can I relieve my worries? The only way is to get rich!"
Yu Wan immediately raised her hand: "Sister, there is money in the gift box! I hope you can be happy forever!"
And there were actually people who listened to Song Nanxi's words and lowered their heads to start playing with their phones.
Soon Song Nanxi's cell phone started vibrating.
I received a lot of transfer information at once.
Song Nanxi pinched her round face and said, "Thank you. I am very happy now."
She remembered something and hooked her finger at Qi Yu, asking him to come over.
Then he whispered something in his ear, Qi Yu nodded and left.
Mr. Song went back to rest first, and Song Hai had to cheer up and invite the guests to the restaurant for dinner.
upstairs.
A thin figure flashed out from the lounge, holding something in his hand.
A minute after he left, another slender figure quickly walked into the lounge.
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