Chapter 743 Never Back Down! Being with Him Isn't About Money
Lin Yuan was surprised by the sudden arrival of Song Shiyue's mother.
"Hello, Auntie!"
Lin Yuan greeted politely.
Meeting his parents unexpectedly made him feel reserved and nervous.
Feeling the scrutiny, the tension became even more pronounced.
"Let's find a place to talk!"
Zhai Ling glanced behind her and the driver understood and came over to open the car door.
"Get in the car!"
Zhai Ling looked at Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan hesitated for a moment and got into the car.
On the road,
Zhai Ling suddenly spoke up, "Aren't you afraid I'm a bad guy? You got into my car so easily. What would you do if I had any bad intentions towards you? It's so naive for a twenty-something to have no sense of vigilance at all."
"Song Shiyue looks quite similar to you. You shouldn't embarrass me since you're his mother."
Lin Yuan said honestly, "I was a little nervous when we first met. I didn't think too much and just got in the car."
"You are quite honest, but honesty is the most useless thing in the wealthy circle."
Zhai Ling's voice was calm, but Lin Yuan felt very heavy-hearted.
He could feel that Song Shiyue's mother didn't like him.
In fact, he could understand.
The gap between him and Song Shiyue is too big.
Rich families value matching, and his conditions are simply not worthy of Song Shiyue.
But he wanted to try once and didn't want to give up this relationship easily.
The car stopped at a coffee shop in the county town.
It's a very small shop, and neither the decoration nor the coffee can compare to those in big cities.
Zhai Ling frowned, and the disgust in her eyes was particularly obvious.
"This place is really not that great. There's not even a decent cafe."
Lin Yuan pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn't know how to answer.
Zhai Ling took a sip of coffee and pushed it aside in disgust: "Instant coffee, it's too awful."
"A small town like this can only produce coffee like this. Even if it's served in a decent-looking cup, it won't become expensive. The first sip will reveal the truth."
Zhai Ling said meaningfully, "It's the same with people. Not everyone who wears the dragon robe can become a prince. Nor does being close to a wealthy family make you one of them. This is a principle, Lin Yuan, do you understand?"
"Aunt, I don't quite understand what you mean."
Lin Yuan heard what she wanted to say, but still tried to ignore the hostility from Song Shiyue's mother.
“It’s okay if you don’t understand.”
Zhai Ling smiled and said, "I didn't come here today to discuss coffee with you. I heard that you and Shi Yue are classmates and have a good relationship. Today, I want to ask you for a favor..."
She took out a stack of photos from her handbag and pushed them in front of Lin Yuan: "These are the marriage partners I have chosen for Shi Yue. Please help me with the consultation. This one is the daughter of the Cheng family. Her uncle has shares in the Song Group. After the marriage, these shares will be given to Shi Yue as a dowry. This one is the son of an oil tycoon. He is very powerful in Southeast Asia. This one..."
Zhai Ling talked incessantly, as if she was really seeking Lin Yuan's opinion.
But Lin Yuan knew very well that
She was reminding him how big the gap was between him and Song Shiyue.
Zhai Ling spread out all the photos and placed them in front of Lin Yuan.
What she showed Lin Yuan was not only the photos, but also the gap between Lin Yuan and Song Shiyue.
"Lin Yuan, which one do you think is suitable for Song Shiyue?"
Lin Yuan pursed his dry lips and felt a burning sensation in his throat.
He moved his lips but no sound came out.
If it were in the past, he would have left tactfully.
But now he can't do it.
He really likes Song Shiyue very much, and he wants to be with this man forever.
Lin Yuan squeezed his fingers tightly.
After trying hard, I finally found my voice: "Auntie, I'm sorry! I can't give you any advice."
Lin Yuan raised his head and looked directly into Zhai Ling's eyes: "I like Song Shiyue, and he and I are in a relationship. I won't let him go on a blind date, and I don't think he would do that either."
"Lin Yuan, are you saying this to discuss money with me?"
Zhai Ling took out a checkbook from her bag and said, "Name your price! How much will it cost to leave Shi Yue?"
"I won't leave Song Shiyue."
"One million."
“It’s not about the money.”
"Five million."
"Aunt! Song Shiyue and I are not together for money."
Zhai Ling's delicate features instantly turned cold. "Lin Yuan, don't be ungrateful. You'll never earn five million in your lifetime. Take the money and leave Shi Yue immediately. Don't delay him any longer."
"You can be fearless if you have nothing. If you win, you can enter a wealthy family and live a comfortable life. If you lose, it's just a breakup. Who hasn't experienced a few failed relationships?"
"But Shi Yue is different. He finally became the heir of the Song family with great difficulty. Now his foundation is unstable and he could be replaced by his father's other sons at any time."
Zhai Ling clenched her fingers, her tone revealing a hint of urgency: "The old man is critically ill and probably won't last a few days. He was originally planning to let Shi Yue inherit the family business, but suddenly Song Fei showed up."
"If Song Fei gets more shares than Shi Yue, he will become the new president of the Song Group, and Shi Yue's efforts over the years will be wasted."
"At this critical moment, what can you do for Shi Yue?"
"Can you help him consolidate his position in the Song family? Or can you get shares for him?"
"Lin Yuan, some things don't belong to you in the first place. Even if they were given to you, you wouldn't be able to keep them."
"Please let Shi Yue go! Do you really want him to leave the Song family?"
Lin Yuan was stunned.
Something gradually became clear before my eyes.
Song Shiyue suddenly appeared last night, and he should have known his mother's attitude by then.
He said nothing and didn't put any pressure on him.
Song Shiyue wanted to take on everything by himself.
Lin Yuan's eyes turned red and his heart felt sore and swollen.
His lips trembled, but his tone was extremely firm: "Song Shiyue didn't break up with me, I will never leave him."
"Lin Yuan, you disappoint me so much."
Zhai Ling stood up from her chair: "Your selfishness will harm Shi Yue."
Lin Yuan bit his lower lip tightly and said nothing.
He knew that doing so was selfish, but he could give up everything except Song Shiyue.
This was his most resolute decision in the past 22 years.
He won't back down.
Zhai Ling is gone.
Lin Yuan sat in the cafe for a long time before going home.
Seeing that he was distracted, Lin's mother came over and touched his forehead: "Are you feeling unwell?"
“No…no.”
Lin Yuan hugged his mother: "Mom, am I too selfish?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"
Lin's mother stroked Lin Yuan's hair and said, "Over the years, you've been studying and working, helping the family pay off so much foreign debt. Your father and I are proud to have a son like you."
"You can't find anything as good as this in the surrounding area. Everyone in the village praises you!"
When Lin's mother mentioned her son, she couldn't hide her pride in her words: "There's nothing to say about my son. You are my pride."
"Son, I don't know what happened to you, but no matter what happens, mom and dad will always be your strongest support. We support you in whatever you want to do."
Lin Yuan closed his eyes and suppressed the tears.
He straightened up and when he opened his eyes, the sadness in them was gone.
He can't give up at this time, he must persevere.
-
Song Shiyue rushed back to Kyoto and went straight to the hospital.
Song Guoyang has been sent to the intensive care unit, and Song Fei is guarding outside the door.
Seeing Song Shiyue hurrying over, Song Fei let out a mocking smile: "You still remember to come! I thought you had forgotten you even had a father."
"You have no right to tell me what to do."
Song Shiyue grabbed Song Fei's collar and said, "I'm warning you, be quiet."
"Song Shiyue, why are you being so arrogant? Dad has already made a will to give me all his shares. By then, I will be the largest shareholder of the Song Group. Sooner or later, I will kick you out."
"I'm not interested in the Song Group, and I've never thought of competing with you."
Song Shiyue pushed Song Fei away fiercely: "I will quit the Song Group. You'd better behave yourself and stop using those shady tricks."
"Quit the Song Group? Ha! Do you think I'm a fool?"
Song Fei didn't believe what Song Shiyue said.
Zhai Ling has been with Song Guoyang for so many years all for the Song family, so how could she let go so easily?
"Believe it or not."
Song Shiyue was too lazy to explain to him.
If the old man gave the shares to Song Fei, he was willing to hand over the management rights of the Song Group.
He never thought about fighting for power and profit, he just wanted to live a peaceful life with Lin Yuan.
Song Shiyue found the attending physician and learned that Song Guoyang had fallen into a coma, his organs were failing, and he would not survive the next few days.
Song Shiyue didn't have much affection for his father, but after all, they were related by blood, so he couldn't remain indifferent.
Looking through the glass at Song Guoyang, who was filled with tubes,
Song Shiyue couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, he just felt extremely uncomfortable.
He thought of Lin Yuan,
If only Lin Yuan was by his side now, he would really want to hug him.
Zhai Ling asked him, how could Lin Yuan help him since he had no background?
Song Shiyue knew very well that what he wanted was not help in his career, but spiritual comfort.
Whenever he felt tired or encountered difficulties, as long as Lin Yuan was by his side, he would feel unlimited motivation.
This is something no one else can give him.
Song Fei was still waiting in the hospital. He wanted to see the old man die with his own eyes.
And Song Shiyue...will never let this person go.
The assistant came over and whispered to Song Fei, "Mr. Song, I heard that Zhai Ling has been very close to the Cheng family recently. She intends to arrange a marriage between the Cheng family's daughter and Song Shiyue so that the shares of the Song Group can legitimately return to Song Shiyue's hands."
"dream!"
Song Fei's eyes flashed coldly: "I will never let her get what she wants. Find a few people..."
Song Fei's voice was very low when he spoke the rest of the sentence, and the assistant felt something was wrong after hearing it: "Mr. Song, the chances of winning are too small. If Song Shiyue wants to fight us to the death, we won't even have the leverage to threaten him or the final retreat."
"What do you mean?"
"I know he has a lover..."
-
After Shang Feiyan received the news that Song Shiyue had returned to Kyoto, he specially asked him out.
"How's it going here at home?"
Shang Feiyan knew that Song Guoyang had changed his will: "Have you seen your father's latest will?"
"Not yet…it doesn't really matter."
Song Shiyue smiled indifferently: "Uncle, I really don't care about these things. If my mother hadn't brought me back to the Song family, I would have preferred to stay in the small town and sell vegetables with her for the rest of my life. Now that I think about it, those years were actually the happiest days of my life."
"A wealthy family is like a quagmire. Once you step in, you're covered in mud. How can you easily shake it off?"
Shang Feiyan felt that Song Shiyue was overthinking things. "Even if you are willing to quit the Song Group, Song Fei will not let you go. He will not allow a threat like you to exist."
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