"Dad, give the phone to the security guard."
Song Yuwei: !!!
You're calling him "Dad" so soon?
And he said it so naturally.
Zhao Yunye on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses. Oh, he understood. It must have been that big jerk who kidnapped his daughter who answered the phone and said that!
He immediately asked in an annoyed tone, "Why are you calling me that? Who gave you the right to call me that? Don't call me that, understand?"
He didn't want him to call him "Dad" at all. This guy had stolen his precious daughter, and he hadn't even settled accounts with him yet. How could he possibly accept him calling him "Dad" so quickly and familiarly?
At the very least, there should be some threshold; we can't let him feel that he has already accepted him so easily, lest he look down on his daughter too much in the future.
"Oh, so what would you like me to call you?"
Jiang Cheng remained polite in the face of Zhao Yunye's questioning, displaying the demeanor of a refined and gentle gentleman.
"Call me whatever you want. Here, I'm giving the phone to security. Tell him to let me in, and when he comes back, bring my daughter a wheelchair. Also, check how you treat my daughter and whether you've bullied her!"
Zhao Yunye seems to be like this with Jiang Cheng; he's never really satisfied with him, no matter what.
Jiang Cheng didn't seem to mind. He nodded and said, "Okay, just give him the phone."
Then he called the security guard, and after Jiang Cheng said a few words, the security guard immediately and respectfully opened the door for Zhao Yunye.
And apologize to him for blocking him and preventing him from going in.
Zhao Yunye was usually quite good-tempered and thought the security guard was a very competent one. The host had told him not to let strangers in without permission, and he had done so. But after being yelled at like that by that big jerk, he instantly got annoyed and started glaring at him. "Hmph!"
Seeing this, Madam Jiang asked suspiciously, "I remember Yuwei, didn't you not have parents? How come you suddenly have a father? According to our previous investigation, weren't your parents already..."
Song Yuwei took the phone from Jiang Cheng and casually said, "He's not my biological father. My biological parents did die a long time ago, but he's my new godfather, and he's no different from my biological father."
Madam Jiang nodded knowingly, "I see... So what does your godfather do?"
When she suddenly asked this question, Song Yuwei felt it was normal. After all, no matter what, he was nominally her mother-in-law, so it was reasonable for her to ask.
"He just runs a small business on his own, nothing very big."
Song Yuwei felt that compared to the Jiang family, Zhao Yunye was indeed not a very big boss.
Madam Jiang nodded again. She suddenly remembered the news she had seen a few days ago, which said that Song Yuwei had given away millions of yuan in red envelopes to strangers in her live broadcast.
Thinking about it now, it must be related to her godfather, right?
After all, how could someone who has no job, no outside income, and is in such poor health possibly have so much money all of a sudden?
It's even more impossible that it was given by her uncle, because according to the investigation, her uncle didn't seem to care about her at all, and the two of them were very unfamiliar with each other, or even had little to no relationship.
Lin Huali is clearly someone who values money more than life itself. That's why he brought Song Yuwei, his niece who had been abandoned for many years, into his home in order to secure the Jiang family's project, and even went to great lengths to marry her into the Jiang family.
It's hard to imagine that she could possibly give her that much money, and for Song Yuwei to suddenly throw out so much money, it must be related to her so-called godfather who's in business.
But what kind of relationship would allow a godfather to give his goddaughter so much money?
Song Yuwei also mentioned that her godfather is a businessman, but his business isn't very large. That means he doesn't have that much power.
Madam Jiang couldn't help but have doubts about this.
The group walked out of the living room to greet Zhao Yunye's arrival.
Zhao Yunye pushed his electric wheelchair in, and upon seeing Song Yuwei, he excitedly put down the wheelchair and came over to pat her head.
"Daughter looks great today! How are you feeling? Are you happy?"
Song Yuwei obediently let him stroke her hair, then thought for a few seconds before smiling and saying, "Dad, my mood naturally improves a lot whenever I see you."
Zhao Yunye was overjoyed to hear this.
"That's good!"
He pushed the electric wheelchair in front of Song Yuwei. "Do you like it?"
Song Yuwei was somewhat amazed by the wheelchair that Zhao Yunye pushed over. The overall support of the wheelchair was made of gold, and the backrest and seat were pink, all made of genuine leather.
There are also various buttons, and every detail is quite exquisite. You can tell that the worker who made it must have put a lot of effort into it.
Moreover, judging from its production, it's definitely not a mass-produced product; the genuine leather on it was all sewn together stitch by stitch.
The entire wheelchair, including the wheels, is pink and inlaid with diamonds that sparkle under the lights, making it incredibly cool.
Those buttons look like those on a racing car; they look expensive at first glance.
"Dad, this wheelchair must be very expensive, right?"
This was the first time Song Yuwei had asked such a question; she had never had any concept of the word "expensive" before.
But the wheelchair she's sitting in now, the overall support of which is made of steel or similar materials, she finds it hard to imagine how much such a large wheelchair made of gold and adorned with so many diamonds would cost.
"Oh dear, the fact that you can use the word 'daughter' means that Dad hasn't given you enough money. It's Dad's fault! You don't need to worry about whether it's expensive or not. As long as you like it, Dad has the ability, so nothing is a problem. Besides, it's not expensive at all, only about 13 million."
Song Yuwei: ……
Oh my god! She was absolutely heartbroken!
If she hadn't rewritten the original plot when she transmigrated into this book, and she were still that injured patient unable to stand, then this wheelchair would have been a lifelong necessity for her.
She'd be sitting on it for the rest of her life, so she could accept the higher price. The key issue is that she could have chosen not to use it at all; she was just sitting on it to act.
But now that Zhao Yunye has spent so much money on something she doesn't need at all, she still feels a little heartache.
At the very least, the least practical things she had bought before were things she had never touched; they were just things she bought because they caught her eye. The most expensive one she had was probably around seven or eight million.
This cannot be described in millions at all.
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