The meeting ended.
Chi Youyou somehow ended up having to attend an Autumn Expo, which sounded really impressive.
She was even carrying out a mission for the college!
Initially, she didn’t care much. If she had to attend, she’d attend. It’s not like she’d lose a piece of flesh, but!
On her way out, that Professor Ma even glared at her!
No way!
If she was going to participate, she had to get a good result~
These were the first batch of vegetable seeds she’d cultivated with her dad!
She couldn’t let people look down on her!
She glanced at the time; it was getting late. She messaged in the dorm group that she was heading back first, then went to pick up Chi Zaozao.
It was Friday, so she didn’t need to livestream. She could have a good rest, and also take the opportunity to have a chat with Song Shiyu, to see how to get him to show some skills again. But halfway there, she got a message on WeChat from Song Shiyu.
[Song Shiyu: Let Uncle Zhang know that I’m at the old mansion, and will come back after dinner.]
Alright then, the moneybags wasn’t around.
But couldn’t he just call Uncle Zhang himself? Why did he have to pass the message through her?
Chi Youyou muttered under her breath, but still tapped into Song Shiyu’s WeChat profile.
The Moments section was completely empty, with nothing to see!
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If she hadn’t received his message, she would have thought she had added a fake WeChat account!
The Song Shiyu, whom she suspected of having a fake WeChat, was currently in the garden of the Song Family’s Old Mansion, sitting beside the stern-looking Mr. Song.
"Do you plan to continue ignoring your second uncle and the matters with the Fang Family like this?"
Mr. Song was holding a purple clay teapot, taking a sip after he spoke.
He originally didn’t want to interfere, but his wife kept bringing it up, giving him a headache.
He even used fishing as an excuse several times, but his wife ended up hiding his fishing rod, so he had no choice but to talk to his eldest grandson.
At his age, he just wanted to enjoy some peace!
"The Fang Family’s credentials have been declining over the years, failing to meet our company’s tender standards. As for my second uncle..."
Song Shiyu swapped his crossed hands with a blank expression, "He’s getting older and might be more suited to stay at a branch office, enjoying retirement."
He didn’t give his grandpa any face!
Was this the answer he wanted?
Of course not!
But what his grandson said wasn’t wrong. The Fang Family had leeched off the Song Family for so many years, and they should have had enough. Now they’re still unsatisfied, trying to bind Fang Yifei and Song Shiyu together for more.
Honestly, he really looked down on them.
But his wife kept thinking about the Fang Family’s past kindness, always wanting to lend a hand.
"Seems like you’re pretty happy with the marriage your mother arranged for you."
Mr. Song snorted, trying to put some pressure on this smug boy.
Song Shiyu’s brows slightly twitched, "The orders of parents and the words of a matchmaker, I naturally comply."
He was utterly composed.
Mr. Song almost couldn’t hold back his anger.
Humph, he didn’t believe it; there was nothing in this world that could force him!
"Humph, what if I don’t agree with this marriage?"
Mr. Song kept a straight face, his expression extremely stern.
"I can’t decide on that, Grandpa can discuss it with my parents."
Song Shiyu responded calmly, unfazed.
The marriage was arranged by his parents. If Grandpa didn’t agree, he should take it up with them!
Mr. Song’s lips twitched, this stubborn kid who’s impervious to anything!
"Humph, I won’t force your decisions, young people have their own ideas. But your second uncle is always your second uncle. As for the Fang Family, just don’t let it get out of hand."
He had spelled it out this clearly, surely that should be enough!
However...
"Don’t worry, Grandpa, I won’t leave you any awkward explanations to give Grandma."