If he were to marry her off to a wealthy family like Young Master Lin, he would be a powerful and influential man, and the mere thought of it made him tremble with excitement.
By this time, he had long forgotten about Master Xue, who had come with him to demand the release of his people.
Hearing Song Lao Er's shameless request, Song Lizheng was no longer angry. He shook his head and said, "Lao Er! According to the rules, what you can divide is the family property passed down from our ancestors, not the property acquired later."
Song Lao Er said with a dark face: "Uncle Village Head, although I am not a clan elder, I know that the dowry cannot be distributed when a member leaves the clan."
I'm asking you, Daping's short-lived mother was a child bride, and she's even a member of the Song family. Daping never married, and the Song family's property now belongs to our ancestors.
He stole my family heirloom.
Otherwise, how could a cripple, a woman who is nothing, afford such things?
Don't tell me that a mere maid like Song Liyun could earn this much money honestly and without any effort.
"You bastard, what nonsense are you spouting!" Song Lizheng raised his hand, ready to slap him.
Playing the fool, lying, and making unreasonable demands are Song Lao Er's specialties.
Since we've already crossed the line, I might as well say whatever I want.
If Song Zhenping and Song Liyun don't agree, then...
Young Master Lin is right. That heartless Song Zhenping is hiding in Suijin Town enjoying his life without telling us. He's an outsider.
Why not take what belongs to someone else?
If they give it to me as I ask, I'll just let them off the hook.
If the requirements are not met and they try to renege on their debts... a sinister glint flashed in Song Lao Er's eyes.
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