He surveyed the people present and chuckled. âIt was actually Little Wang and his mom that pushed for me to come back to build my parentsâ tombstone. The company is short in funds right now. Ay, I wonât hide this from you. Little Wangâs mom is the one paying for the construction of the tombstone. Itâs been getting harder and harder to do my line of business....â
After he had laid enough groundwork, he looked at his great-aunt. âGreat-aunt, it looks the prices for the houses here have gotten really high too. Back then, my dad owned two properties. I was still young when he and mom passed away, and the properties werenât transferred to my name. Great-aunt, you were the one that handled everything for me back then. I want to transfer those properties back to me. Iâll sell those two properties and that will solve my companyâs current financial problem.â
Ruan Xia was truly convinced.
Song Tingshenâs great-auntâs expression was very ugly. She didnât know what to say.
After a few seconds of silence, it was that middle-aged man that spoke. âTingshen, your parents had passed away so suddenly. It was my mom that brought you to our home to take care of. You know what our familyâs situation is like. My mom did a muddle-headed thing. She sold those two properties. Otherwise, how would she be able to raise you and support you while you went to school... Look, you did the best in your studies out of the children of your generation. Back then, my mom said everyone else in the family can suffer hardship, but we canât let you suffer.â
They had already spoken to such a point. Ruan Xia figured out what had happened back then. After Song Tingshenâs parents had an accident, there were still two properties in the family. However, since the procedures for selling and buying houses werenât complicated back then and Song Tingshen was young, Song Tingshenâs great-aunt took advantage of those factors to sell those properties...
Song Tingshen lowered his head and smiled. âIâm very grateful for great-aunt and her familyâs âcareâ over the years.â There was a bite to his voice when he said the word âcareâ.
âHowever, there was an insurance payout and compensation by the other party when my parents died in that car accident.â Song Tingshen looked at his great-aunt. âI donât know exactly how much money that was...â
Now, even Ruan Xia didnât understand Song Tingshenâs intention in coming back here.
Did he want revenge against his great-aunt and her family? It didnât seem like it.
So then, what did he want?
âAnyways, since great-aunt said all of that money was used up, letâs just leave it as it was used up.â Song Tingshen put down his chopsticks and glanced at Ruan Xia. He smiled. âI can only ask father-in-law and mother-in-law to sell their home to help me out. Xiaxia, Iâm very sorry.â
Ruan Xia discovered that Song Tingshen might be a natural-born actor. If she didnât know the inside story or how successful his business was, she would really fall for his story that he didnât have any money and would have to rely on his in-laws to sell their home to pass through this difficult hurdle!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âItâs okay.â Ruan Xiaâs desire to act flared up. She cooperated with Song Tingshen to finish this show. âWe donât differentiate between whatâs your and whatâs mine. Whatâs mine is also yours. My parents wonât have any objections. In the end, only your loved ones will help you at a critical juncture. Other people will only think to approach you to benefit from association or to get money from you under the guise of a relationship when youâre rich. So, we have to treat my parents twice as well in the future.â
Song Tingshenâs great-auntâs expression wasnât simply ugly. However, she couldnât say anything. She wouldnât spit it out the money she had taken. There was no logic that one would give back something after taking it. Moreover, Song Tingshenâs father was her nephew. There was no reason why she couldnât use her nephewâs properties or the compensation for his accidental death. Even if word got out about this, it would be fine. She was standing on the side of reason. After all, she had fostered Song Tingshen when he was at such a young age. Feeding him and clothing him, all of those things cost money.
Of course, Song Tingshenâs great-aunt had already completely forgotten that she hadnât spent a single cent on Song Tingshen once he was admitted to college. Plus, the insurance payout and compensation for his parentsâ accidental death had been a large sum of money back then...
Song Tingshen paused, then he looked at another relative sitting at the table. This relative was a young man in his twenties. Smiling, he asked, âLing Feng, you have a girlfriend, right? I recently heard from great-aunt that your girlfriend works in the Bureau of Finance. And her dad is the deputy director of the Water Resources Bureau, right?â