Chapter 63 Aunt Song's Difficulties
Chapter 63 Aunt Song's Difficulties
My words made Song Yafei laugh.
"Okay, you're my husband, you have the right to choose. And I didn't mean it that way, I was just praising you."
Shortly after they finished eating, Assistant Luo arrived and handed the itinerary to Song Yafei.
So Song Yafei stopped eating, put down her chopsticks, took a sip of milk, and stood up.
Before leaving, she unusually hugged my face and kissed me before departing.
Only after she left did I have time to think carefully about what happened last night.
She said she was not pregnant, and that Yu Chengliang's claim of pregnancy was false.
Why didn't she explain before, but is she saying it now?
Why wait until people's hearts are dead before she suddenly sends a tiny spark, leaving behind a glimmer of hope?
My heart, which had been as calm as still water, was now stirred with ripples.
Not long after Song Yafei left, Aunt Lin and the others arrived.
After they had almost finished eating, they cleaned up the dishes.
I had just changed my clothes upstairs when I received a call from Aunt Song Yafei.
It's quite rare for her to take the initiative to ask to meet.
Having already agreed to help Song Yafei deal with the situation, I naturally couldn't refuse her request.
After changing my clothes, I went to the coffee shop where we had arranged to meet.
When they arrived at the coffee shop, to their surprise, not only was Song Yafei's aunt there, but her mother was also present.
Since breaking up with Song Yafei, I have rarely seen Mrs. Song. The last time I saw her was probably at the wedding.
She's always been a woman of few words, and her expression towards me was indifferent, neither particularly warm nor hostile, making her hard to read.
Only her aunt sees me as an enemy, always feeling that I'm the one who's held Song Yafei back.
I don't know why they contacted me this time.
Although I dislike Song Yafei's aunt, I still need to show her the respect due to her mother.
Just as she was about to greet them, her aunt launched into a barrage of incoherent accusations.
"Last time we met, I said you were useless, but now I have to look at you in a new light. You are really cunning."
Just like how she looked down on me, I didn't understand what she was saying.
"My aunt suddenly gave me such a title, so at least let me know why."
"I can't just take it all for no reason!"
I used to tolerate it, so this time I said a few more words, which made Song Yafei's aunt a little incredulous.
"Now you've really grown up. I used to think you were a useless little lamb, but now you know how to ask for money? Can you even afford the shares in the Song Group?"
So that's what it was about. They found out about it in just two days.
No one would believe that the Song family didn't include them.
However, it was Song Yafei who handled this matter, and it was quite puzzling that they came to me.
Are you forcing me to return it?
"Don't you understand Yafei, Aunt? No one can stop her from doing what she wants. If you have any doubts, you should talk to her. This is not something I can decide."
"you……"
Everyone knows Song Yafei's temperament. How could someone as opinionated as her let me manipulate her?
They know this, so they specifically target me, the easy target.
Aunt Song blushed with anger. She took a sip of tea and made a domineering and forceful demand.
"Have Yafei come over immediately, bring Assistant Luo and the contract, and transfer the shares back in front of us."
I just looked at her, and I made myself perfectly clear. The person who should be doing this isn't me.
At this point, Song's mother, who was sitting next to them, spoke up, "The shares belong to the couple, so there's not much difference if they're transferred back and forth."
"Besides, this was Yafi's own idea. Why are you in such a hurry?"
I don't know Song Yafei's mother. She used to be like that too, indifferent and unambitious.
It seems to still be the same now.
However, she is quite strong. Otherwise, after all these years, since Yafei's father died, she has been raising Yafei alone. Without her support, she would probably have collapsed long ago.
Aunt Song was still unconvinced. "Sister-in-law, do you even know what 2% of the shares means?"
"This can determine the president's position at crucial moments. Earning hundreds of millions a year is no small sum."
"I understand what you're saying. If you have any questions, go find Yafei. What's the use of finding Zhang Tian? What can he do?"
"Let's find it."
In fact, Song Yafei's aunt also understood her and knew that she couldn't easily change her mind.
But at this critical juncture, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and call Song Yafei.
She didn't control her temper when she made a phone call, and yelled at Song Yafei on the other end of the line.
"You brat, what kind of men have you found? Each one is worse than the last. You transferred the shares to such a useless person. Get the shares back right now."
Mrs. Song, who was standing next to her, shook her head.
Mrs. Song poured me a cup of tea. "I was dragged here by my aunt for tea. Who knew she would call you here, and for this matter? I should have known better than to come."
"I won't get involved in your affairs. You can discuss how to handle it yourselves."
Mrs. Song was much more understanding.
It seems that Aunt Song did not receive any benefits from Song Yafei.
A short while later, her face turned even uglier. No one knew what they had said, but she angrily threw her phone on the ground.
She pointed at my nose and said fiercely, "You hurt Yafei once, wasn't that enough? You want to hurt him a second time?"
“You almost killed her once, and this time you not only want him dead, but also the Song family.”
Whenever something happens, she always brings it up, she's said it countless times, I'm so tired of hearing it.
However, after saying those words, she finally stopped arguing and left with Yafei's mother.
Instead, I found myself being stared at by everyone in the coffee shop, feeling awkward and out of place.
When Song Yafei returned that evening, she looked very unwell.
I don't know if she was upset about her aunt's phone call or about work, and I didn't know how to comfort her.
I watched her enter the room and take off her coat. I sat on the sofa, and she came over and lay down, resting her head on my lap. She was quiet and didn't say anything.
I don't know if she was troubled or worried about the project, the company shares, or something else.
I wanted to talk to her, but seeing that she had her eyes closed, I didn't say anything and just let her lie there.
That night, we had a rare moment of peace.
She fell asleep peacefully, like a kitten.
I carried her to bed, a rare moment of tenderness.
When I woke up the next day, Song Yafei was nowhere to be found.
I thought she had already gone to work, and when I didn't want to get up, I saw her watering the flowers in the garden.
She wore a beige floral dress, her chestnut-colored long hair rose in the wind, and her slender waist swayed in the breeze.
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