Luo Yueying originally intended to say something more, but after glancing at her eldest son, she swallowed back the complaints that were on the tip of her tongue. She snorted, turned around, and got into a black Bentley parked nearby, with no intention of communicating with Song Qirui and the others any further.
"Sister, please come this way." Although Yao Anna ignored Song Wenhui from beginning to end, Song Wenhui did not feel embarrassed at all. He still smiled, bowed slightly, and raised his hand to Yao Anna in a gesture of invitation.
This attitude went beyond mere politeness; it even bordered on obsequiousness.
Song Wenhui's attitude made Yao Anna feel increasingly uneasy and apprehensive.
Before she came, she had investigated some things about the Song family. Although Song Qirui publicly claimed to be unmarried, the fact that he had three sons could not be hidden.
So it was from this point that Yao Anna immediately marked Song Qirui's character with a big X!
Since Song Qirui cannot be trusted, how credible is this man in front of me, who is now said to have become Song Qirui's right-hand man in the Song Group?
He's supposedly the next head of the Song family, a position of unapproachable status, yet he's going to great lengths to please her, a 'bastard daughter' who's just appeared and is returning to the Song family for the first time. This is definitely not normal!
So it's almost obvious that the thing Song Qirui forced her to come to Hong Kong and needed her to do must be extremely important to the Song family!
Otherwise, this situation wouldn't have occurred!
Yao Anna glanced back at Song Mengmeng, and the two exchanged a look. Without saying anything more, they followed Song Wenhui to the back of the second Bentley and sat down, following the local custom.
The convoy drove through the bustling streets of the port city and then turned into the suburbs. It took about half an hour before their Bentley, which was part of the convoy, finally drove into a luxury mansion on the hillside.
It must be said that as the richest family in Hong Kong, the Song family's mansion is quite impressive. It is a level of luxury that Yao Anna has never seen before.
However, the little girl did not show any envy; instead, a fleeting look of disgust and rejection crossed her eyes.
Thinking back to Song Mengmeng's speculations, if all of that was true, then all the prosperity before her eyes was built on her mother's lifelong suffering!
So what's there to envy or be envious of in such luxury?! If she really accepts this sudden appearance of a father so readily and happily, and then declares that she can join this incredibly wealthy family, what will her mother do?!
Her mother, who had never had a good life, is still recuperating in a nursing home and her health has not yet recovered!
How could she bear to hurt her?!
"You siblings have just met, you should definitely chat more and get to know each other better. From now on, you're family, so you should take care of and support each other!"
Seeing Song Wenhui and Yao Anna interacting like this, Song Qirui was clearly the most pleased.
Although I know that this kind of communication is just a one-sided effort, it's not hard to say that it's just whitewashing the situation.
Yao Anna had no intention of paying any attention to this statement, but Song Wenhui, who was standing next to her, cooperated perfectly. He nodded slightly to Song Qirui and said, "Yes, Father."
After gaining Song Qirui's approval, Song Wenhui turned back and politely smiled at Yao Anna, saying, "Sister, knowing you were going home, I had someone prepare a room for you early this morning."
I just didn't expect you to bring a friend along. It's alright, I'll go and tell them right away to prepare another guest room. It might be a bit rushed and simple, but…”
"No need, it's not that complicated. Mengmeng and I can live together." Yao Anna made her decision before Song Wenhui could finish speaking.
Song Wenhui clearly hadn't considered that Yao Anna would make such an arrangement. He subconsciously turned to look at Song Qirui, and seeing that his father didn't object, he turned back to Yao Anna and smiled, "Alright, as long as you're happy, sister, you can arrange it however you like."
"Well then, there's still a while before dinner. I'll take my sister to see the room first. That way, if she's not satisfied with anything, we can arrange for someone to redo it right away."
“No need, it’s just for one night, there’s really no need to go to such trouble!” Yao Anna wasn’t particularly comfortable with this kind of attentiveness. She politely but distantly took a step back, continuing to firmly maintain her distance from the person in front of her.
Song Wenhui was about to say something more when he saw Luo Yingyue coldly telling him to come upstairs in the second-floor corridor.
"Sorry, I need to go see my mother first." Song Wenhui apologized to Yao Anna before turning around and quickly going upstairs to see Luo Yingyue.
"Nana, this is your home. You can ask for anything you need. Don't be so reserved." Seeing that Yao Anna and Song Mengmeng had been standing in the hall for quite some time, Song Qirui quickly came over to offer his greetings.
Yao Anna was truly disgusted by this kind of hypocritical communication and exchange. She looked at Song Qirui and spoke indifferently, getting straight to the point: "To be honest, I don't believe a single word of those compensations, guilt, and all that nonsense you talk about!"
You should probably put it away!
"We're all not fools, let's just get down to business. There's no need for this pretense; it's exhausting!"
“Nana, how could you say that about your father?! I admit that I haven’t done well enough in some things, but you have to believe me, I will definitely…”
Song Qirui was practically being called a hypocrite by Yao Anna, but he was already used to this attitude. He didn't feel embarrassed at all, and didn't even blush with shame.
He still wanted to repeat the lie he had told countless times before, but before he could finish, he heard Song Mengmeng next to him suddenly let out a curious gasp.
"Hey, is that a golden toad?!" Song Mengmeng didn't join in the awkward conversation between the father and daughter next to her. Her gaze swept around the furnishings in the living room and finally stopped on a statue of a deity enshrined on the shrine in the center.
It must be said that the shrine of this deity is truly extravagant.
If she wasn't mistaken, that offering platform, which was over a meter tall, should be made of pure gold! Including the three-legged toad on top, carrying a gold coin and standing on jewels, it should also be made of pure gold!
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