The atmosphere in the old Song family house was gloomy, and only the sound was faintly heard from the phone.

"Uncle Song, I can't contact Ye An at all now. You must make the decision on this matter for me." Xiang Peipei's aggrieved voice came out intermittently.

Song Qingting's face was full of impatientness, but his tone was very kind, "Pepe, Ye'an has been busy with work recently, and now he has boarded a plane to the United States. You have to understand more and don't cause trouble for him anymore."

Xiang Peipei's tone became more and more urgent, and he explained in a low voice: "Tengyun Technology may not be able to hold on for so long. Uncle Song, please help me."

"Since the company has been handed over to Ye'an, it will be inconvenient for me to interfere anymore. I believe your father won't be able to even keep the company, right?"

"But Ye An is now focused on that woman, I'm afraid..."

What else Xiang Peipei wants to say is interrupted by his cold voice, "You are the daughter-in-law whom you admit in person. No one can threaten your status. Don't be too careful."

After he said that, he hung up the phone with a cold expression, looked at Song Ye'an on the sofa and reminded coldly: "This is the last time I will help you. If I make trouble for me next time, don't blame me for attacking Ruan Shishi."

"Don't worry about my affairs. If you ask me back just to tell me this, then I'm very busy and I won't be with you for more." Song Ye'an said as he got up and wanted to leave.

"Stop it!" Song Qingting shouted angrily, his eyes full of unconcealed anger, "Ruan Shishi is already married, aren't you going to let go?"

Song Ye'an paused when he heard the sound, and suddenly felt a feeling of depression in his heart.

For some reason, when he heard the three words "Ruan Shishi" from others, he no longer had so many emotions in his heart, as if the name had little to do with him.

Even whenever he heard this name, Zhou Xinyu's firm expression always appeared in his mind, and the sentence "I am not Ruan Shishi, I am Zhou Xinyu."

Song Qingting looked at him in anger and shouted: "You are just targeting the Xiang family to stand up for that Ruan Shishi."

"This matter has nothing to do with Shishi, so it's my own reason for me to do this." He looked at his father and replied coldly.

Song Qingting couldn't help but snorted coldly, looked at his back and warned: "Don't think I don't know what small moves you are doing behind your back, and stop targeting Tengyun Technology immediately."

Song Ye'an looked sideways, sneering at the corner of his lips without hiding it, "Father, your purpose is to annex Tengyun Technology. I just accelerate the result. It doesn't matter how the process is."

"Nonsense!" Song Qingting looked at him furiously, pointed at his nose and said, "What's the use of a bankrupt company? Don't be smart there."

Be smart?

Song Ye'an looked at his father with mocking eyes and said word by word: "You just want to put Tengyun Technology out of the way, let it play its greatest value and become your money laundering tool. Why do you say so noble?"

First, I will promote Tengyun Technology to the peak of making money, then hollow it out bit by bit, turning it into an empty shell, and quietly injecting the Song family funds into it. Tengyun Technology still looks very glorious on the surface, but in fact it is a money-lossing thing that is strong outside and does the inside.

Once he married Xiang Peipei, he would be the young owner of the company. He could use this shell company to pull out a huge capital network and randomly draw up those shameful dirty money.

Now he directly blocked all the financial sources of Tengyun Technology, and the result was that the company was directly declared bankrupt, lost all its value, and then made no sense to acquire it.

"You..." Song Qingting was exposed and could not think of a reason to refute for a moment, so he simply shook his hands and ordered: "No matter what, you must stop now and get engaged to Xiang Peipei."

"I won't marry Xiang Peipei!" Song Ye'an's face became more and more cold, "Without Xiang Peipei, I could still take over Qingyun Technology, and there was no need for a woman to hand over the company to me."

"Song Ye'an!" Song Qingting roared, and asked with a gloomy expression: "You must go against me for that Ruan Shishi, right?"

Song Ye'an laughed instead of anger, and did not respond to his words, but chose to make great strides to leave the Song family's old house.

He will not fall into a victim of interests!

Perhaps in the past, he would willingly marry Xiang Peipei and then naturally annex Tengyun Technology, but now it is not possible, he cannot let Zhou Xinyu, an innocent woman, be implicated more.

Song Qingting watched his son stride away from the villa, his face gradually turned pale. Finally, he fell unsteadily on the sofa, covering his heart in pain and breathing heavily.

Seeing this, the butler on the side hurried forward, took out the quick-acting heart-saving pills from Song Qingting's pocket and fed them into his mouth, and kept calming him down. Until his face calmed down, the butler breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, don't be angry with the young master. He is now blinded by a person with a heart. When he figures out everything, he will naturally understand your good intentions."

Song Qingting waved his hand hard and said with a sneer look: "I will never let him act so recklessly and affect my plan. Not only Tengyun Technology, I want to make Yu the one in my pocket!"

"Master, the blood is thicker than water for you. If you take action rashly, you may hurt your father and son's harmony."

"Hello? He will sooner or later understand that I did all this for his own good. Without me being careful not to know all this, can he be as casual as he is now?"

After saying that, Song Qingting held up from the sofa and ordered coldly: "Go and check what the young master has been doing recently. I want to see what stupid things he wants to do next."

As the butler left, he took out his cell phone and dialed a string of very unfamiliar phone numbers, "Miss Yu, I am really eye-opening in your methods."

Yu Feiluan pinched the phone tightly with her fingertips, gritted her teeth and asked, "Did Mr. Song come to see me for a joke?"

When is it bad to call? But when it’s time to contact her, Song Qingting, the old fox, is really good at taking advantage of the situation!

Song Qingting's laughter on the phone was a little creepy and responded sinisterly: "Ms. Yu is really good at joking. You are my partner, how could I maliciously slander you?"

Partner?!

Yu Feiluan's expression froze on her face and asked tentatively: "What do you mean?"

"Ms. Yu is still too young. It is difficult to achieve great things without anyone helping me. I am here to show you a clear way..." Song Qingting's voice full of calculating voice came out of the receiver.

"Mr. Song's joke is a good one." She said sarcastically without any politeness: "I failed this mission, why should I believe that you are willing to cooperate with me?"

"I will go to Yunye Science and Technology Administration to report to you at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. I don't need Ye'an's consent. I will handle everything for you in advance to ensure that you can get everything you want smoothly."

Song Qingting's face was full of cunning expressions, and he sneered and asked, "Can Miss Yu feel my sincerity now?"

When Yu Feiluan heard the sound, she became more confused and asked coldly: "Why do you want to help me?"
Chapter completed!