Kick out the Phoenix man and marry the richest man!

Although Song Shuning hadn't been to Song's for a long time, the front desk clerk at Song's still recognized her.

"Ms. Song, you are here."

The lady at the front desk greeted her warmly.

"Yes, hello."

Song Shuning nodded and greeted her.

She has always liked the receptionist named Zhu.

Even though she was not liked by Song Weidong, she was always polite every time they met, without any contempt.

"Mr. Song has already explained it. You can just go to the office directly."

"OK, thanks."

Song Shuning thanked him politely and walked towards Song Weidong's office.

Shares, shares, here I come.

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When Song Shuning walked in, a secretary was reporting to Song Weidong.

He looked up and signaled the secretary who had paused to continue.

The secretary glanced at Song Shuning secretly and continued reporting.

Song Shuning didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He sat directly on the sofa in the reception area, picked up the fruit from the fruit plate and started eating.

Song Weidong held his anger. He didn't want to reveal the discord between him and his daughter in front of outsiders.

After listening to the secretary's report, he nodded and let the secretary go out.

Looking back, I saw Song Shuning eating fruit and playing with his cell phone, oblivious to the people around him.

"Song Shuning!"

There was some threat in his tone.

"what happened?"

Song Shuning did not seem to be panicked or afraid at all, and looked at him with a good expression.

There was even a hint of doubt that she was angry with him.

"Do you think of this as your living room?"

Song Weidong walked over and pointed at the fruit in her hand. "You just picked up the fruit and ate it. Didn't you see that the secretary was reporting on the work?"

"Then why didn't you stop me just now and wait until the secretary left before speaking?"

Song Shuning took another bite of the apple and looked at him provocatively.

"You!" Song Weidong took two deep breaths, "Okay, I won't bother with you."

He patted his chest and sat down opposite Song Shuning.

"I've asked them to get the contract. Just sign it later. I won't do anything to Meng's company."

"Dad, I said yesterday that I had something to tell you."

Song Shuning looked at him, sneered in his heart, but smiled on his face.

Seeing her smiling face, Song Weidong's anger eased a little. His tone softened and he looked at Song Shuning.

"what do you want to say?"

"I want to marry Ling Ruiyuan."

"If you want to marry Ling Ruiyuan then ..." Song Weidong picked up the teacup and said halfway through her words when he suddenly stopped.

“Who are you going to marry??”

The glass of water was slammed down on the table.

"Ling, Rui, Yuan."

Song Shuning repeated it clearly.

"Didn't you just break up with that Jiang Xu?"

"Oh~ You know about me and Jiang Xu?" Song Shuning looked at him with a smile, with a malicious look on his face.

"Since you know about Jiang Xu and I, you must know that I didn't interfere?"

She tilted her head and looked at the man she called father.

"So you are deliberately pretending not to know in order to get my mother's shares?"

"How could I possibly do such a thing!"

Song Weidong denied it immediately.

Even if he thought so, he couldn't admit that Shu Ning was very different from what she was back then.

She said before that there was a recording of her conversation with Jiang Xu, so it is possible that she had recorded it in advance this time as well.

Of course he couldn't admit it directly.

"Then what do you mean?" Song Shuning pretended to be confused.

"Of course it's because I'm surprised. Although Mr. Ling stood up for you on the birthday party, he didn't say he was interested in you. If you try to get close to him like this, you'll embarrass our Song family again."

Song Weidong never mentioned Jiang Xu again and directly brought the issue back to Ling Ruiyuan.

"Although I can't do it, but don't I have a father who can help me?"

Song Shuning suddenly sat down next to Song Weidong with a smile on her face and took his arm.

"Dad, I know you were just mad at me for not listening to you these years, but you still love me. I want to marry Ling Ruiyuan now for the good of our Song family.

"Just think about it, if Ling Ruiyuan became your son-in-law, others would respect you a lot.

"And if he has any internal projects, I can also help him with that, right?"

Song Weidong was a little suspicious, looking at Song Shuning who hadn't smiled at him for many years.

After all, they are his biological children. After Song Shuning said a few soft words, Song Weidong's tone softened a lot.

"Why do you suddenly want to marry Ling Ruiyuan?"

Song Shuning immediately acted shy and said, "He spoke up for me that day, so I wanted to find someone who could protect me."

Song Weidong looked carefully at the expression of his rebellious daughter, trying to find something unusual in it.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I feel that I don't have much chance to get close to Ling Ruiyuan right now, so I want you to help me, right?"

Song Shuning showed the coquettish look of a little girl.

He himself had forgotten how many years it had been since he had seen his daughter like this.

How happy he was when his daughter was born.

Thinking of these, my heart couldn't help but soften a little.

It would be beneficial for Song Shuning to marry Ling Ruiyuan in every way, so it's not a bad idea to help her.

"It's not impossible for me to help you, but whether Ling Ruiyuan will choose you is not something I can decide."

Hearing that Song Weidong finally gave in, Song Shuning also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, she hasn't been close to Lao Song for many years, and she had no idea whether her pretense would be seen through.

"Dad, don't worry, I will make sure your help is not in vain."

Song Shuning looked at Song Weidong happily, as if with her father's help she would definitely be able to win Ling Ruiyuan's heart.

"Dad, if I don't end up marrying Ling Ruiyuan, I will transfer Mom's shares to you, and you can help me find someone else.

"If I were with Ling Ruiyuan, I would definitely speak well of you in front of Ling Ruiyuan."

Song Weidong didn't expect that the shares that he thought he would lose today might actually return to his hands.

As Song Shuning's attitude softened just now, he felt that it was okay to keep those shares for Song Shuning, as they were not many anyway.

"Okay." He agreed readily. Although he didn't know what happened to Song Shuning today, generally speaking, he would not suffer any loss.

"But..." Song Shuning dragged out his voice and looked at Song Weidong a little embarrassedly.

"Kid, what's wrong?" After hearing the benefits Song Shuning promised, he no longer called Song Shuning's name directly, but asked with concern.

"If I marry Ling Ruiyuan, I will only have my mother's shares. Will I be discriminated against in the Ling family? I heard that the daughters-in-law of the Ling family all have good family backgrounds."

Song Shuning looked at Song Weidong, "But it doesn't matter, Dad, don't worry, I will definitely bring honor to our family, I can put these things aside."

"No, how can we in the Song family be looked down upon by those people!" Song Weidong rebuked harshly, as if the person who looked down on Song Shuning was already standing in front of him.

Although he didn't know why Song Shuning suddenly softened his attitude towards him today, he understood the reason behind it.

Song Shuning's surname is Song. No matter what happens between her and me now, if she marries into another family, her recognized maiden family will be the Song family.

If others look down on her, they are looking down on the Song family and looking down on him, Song Weidong.

How could he bear this!

"Ningning, don't worry. Dad will take care of everything. If you and Ling Ruiyuan really get together, it will be a great contribution to our Song family."

Song Weidong remembered that Song Shuning had taken out her mother's shares, and gritted his teeth, "If you really marry Ling Ruiyuan, Dad will give you 5% of the shares."

"Really? Thanks, Dad."

Song Shuning looked at Song Weidong happily, "Then Dad, if you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first?"

Song Weidong nodded.

Although he always felt something was wrong, he didn't care, it was his profit anyway!