Kick out the Phoenix man and marry the richest man!

Song Weidong didn't seem to react when he heard what everyone said. He just kept looking at Song Shuning.

Song Shuning simply stood up and delivered an inaugural speech, bringing the Song family into his pocket.

Only at this moment did Song Weidong realize how much harm he had done to Song Shuning and how far he had pushed Song Shuning.

But he felt that these were not his problems. If Meng Zhao had not been there, he would never have treated his daughter like this.

But as Song Shuning grew up, her appearance and temperament became more and more like Meng Zhao.

This reminded Song Weidong of their past, both the sweet times and the quarrels they had.

He didn't know how to face it, so he simply didn't face it. He labeled everything related to Meng Zhao as targeting him and continued to live peacefully.

Only then did Song Weidong realize that he was wrong. Song Shuning and Meng Zhao had never been the same.

Meng Zhao is a princess spoiled by a large family. Although she has her own pride and persistence, she always believes in emotions.

After being ignored for so many years, Song Shuning no longer took him seriously. All she wanted was the Song Group, the hard work her mother had put into building up. As for him as her father, she had abandoned him long ago.

In an instant, Song Weidong felt that he had lost all his strength.

He suddenly felt very tired, and everything he did seemed exhausting.

Everyone applauded after listening to Song Shuning's inaugural speech.

Song Weidong looked around and it seemed that Song Shuning had already convinced these people.

Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say.

After the meeting, Song Weidong continued to sit there until everyone had left, leaving only Song Shuning and him.

"Shuning, now that you have taken over the Song Corporation, I can be considered to have a successor."

Song Shuning smiled.

"Dad, even though you are not the chairman now and you are no longer in charge of the company, what belongs to you will not be reduced by a single cent."

Song Weidong stood up slowly, "Shuning, you have really grown up."

Song Shuning looked at Song Weidong's back, which seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and hesitated a little, but finally spoke, "I will go home tonight."

Song Weidong didn't turn around, just nodded and left.

Thinking of all the information Ling Ruiyuan and Qin Ying had found for her, Song Shuning closed her eyes.

Tonight, everything will be decided.

-

At the end of the get off work day, Ling Ruiyuan was waiting at the door as usual.

Song Shuning had told Ling Ruiyuan several times that she had to go back to the Song family to do some work today, but Ling Ruiyuan still insisted on driving her there.

Unable to resist, Song Shuning had to compromise.

But because Ling Ruiyuan was so uncooperative, after getting in the car, Song Shuning kept looking out the window and didn't say a word to Ling Ruiyuan.

Ling Ruiyuan just thought she was thinking about those things and was in no mood to talk, so he didn't try to coax her and drove in silence all the way.

The door of the Song family was opened early.

Uncle Lin was standing at the main gate waiting for Song Shuning. When he saw Song Shuning get out of the car, he immediately asked someone to help park the car.

"Miss, son-in-law, welcome home." It seemed that today, Song Shuning wanted to say something important. There was no joy in Uncle Lin's expression as before, but some silence.

Song Shuning nodded gently, "Uncle Lin."

Ling Ruiyuan also nodded slightly, then followed Song Shuning in.

Ling Ruiyuan and Song Shuning also came here half a year ago. At that time it was Song Weidong and Bai Qing’s wedding anniversary, and there were many guests around.

There were fewer people in the Song family mansion today, and it was a little too quiet.

Song Weidong did not sit in his office as he usually did, waiting for Uncle Lin to remind him.

He sat in the living room early with Bai Qing.

Song Weidong knew that if he wanted to repair his relationship with Song Shuning, he still had a long way to go, and he could only try his best little by little.

Seeing Song Shuning and Ling Ruiyuan coming in, he smiled.

"Shuning, Ruiyuan, you guys are here so soon? I asked the chef to prepare a lot of dishes. Let's eat and talk at the same time."

Bai Qing looked at Song Weidong's attitude, and thought of what Song Weidong said to him when he came back today, and smiled warmly, "Yes, you guys must be tired after working all day."

With that, the two stood up and walked towards the restaurant.

"Dad, Aunt Qing, don't be busy yet. Ruiyuan and I came here today just to talk. There is no other meaning, and we are not eating here."

"Don't you want to eat? Then have some snacks to fill your stomach?" Song Weidong seemed to have suddenly turned on a kind switch.

"No need to bother." Song Shuning refused directly.

"I didn't come here to see my father today. I mainly want to ask Aunt Qing something." Song Shuning turned to Bai Qing.

Bai Qing's eyelids jumped, and then he immediately changed his expression to an apologetic one, "Shuning, I know that Jingxi let you down this time. You've suffered because I didn't teach Jingxi well. It's okay for you to hit me or scold me, but I just ask you to forgive Jingxi."

"I'm not asking you to drop the case and let Jingxi out. I just hope you can forgive Jingxi. When she's released, I'll definitely discipline her..."

"Song Jingxi's matter has come to an end." Song Shuning interrupted her, which was rare.

"What I want to talk about is your own business, Aunt Qing."

Bai Qing glanced at Song Weidong, then spoke with some confusion.

"I've been a housewife for so many years. If there's anything I can do to help, just let me know."

"Aunt Qing, do you know someone named Bai Yong?" Song Shuning asked directly.

Bai Qing's heart sank, but his expression remained unchanged. "I don't know him, but I seem to have some impression of him."

Song Weidong's expression changed, "Are you talking about the driver who hit your mother's car?"

Song Shuning looked at the expressions of the two people and nodded.

"No wonder I remembered him. It was him." Bai Qing patted his chest. "If you want to talk about him, of course I know him. I was also in Yucheng when Sister Zhao got into trouble."

Song Shuning looked at Bai Qing. Her expression didn't change at all. It was as natural as if she had just heard it from someone else.

"But, it seems that Bai Yong and Aunt Qing are from the same hometown." Song Shuning narrowed his eyes.

Song Weidong already understood what Song Shuning meant.

He had already made up his mind that if Song Shuning came, he would have a good talk with Song Shuning and try to restore the parent-child relationship as soon as possible.

But Song Shuning actually said that to Bai Qing, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"What exactly are you suspecting? Could it be that your Aunt Qing had something to do with your mother's accident? That day, the truck driver, your mother, and the driver at home all died on the spot. The police have confirmed it. How could it be false?"

Song Weidong stood up and looked at Song Shuning with an angry face.

Then he saw Ling Ruiyuan behind Song Shuning.

Ling Ruiyuan had no expression, he just looked at him with Song Shuning.

Song Weidong pursed his lips and sat down again.