Hey, hey, hey! Your golden finger is mine.

Song Yan thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll buy another house in a nearby neighborhood, and you and Dad can live there..."

Song's father was about to agree, but Song's mother snorted coldly: "No, I don't agree, I want to live here!"

She was still a little skeptical about what Song Yan said, and she was determined to stay and see what was going on!

Song Yan rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache: "If you insist on living here, I won't stop you. But we agreed not to provoke her, and don't think about targeting her, otherwise, you will move out!"

Song's mother gave Song Yan a sidelong glance.

"Are we targeting her now? She's clearly targeting us!"

"On the first day I moved in, she asked me to cook and asked your dad to peel chestnuts for her!"

"Look, your dad's fingers are swollen from peeling them, and she didn't even say thank you!"

Song Yan frowned.

"Who told you to drive the nanny away? How could you do these things when the nanny is here?"

"I'll find the nanny tomorrow, and you can relax a little. Just live your own lives and don't cause me any more trouble..."

Mother Song pursed her lips and said nothing more.

Sang Luo was watching the video that Yumi played for her in the room. Seeing that they had almost finished talking, she quickly washed up and walked out of the room.

As soon as he left the house, Sang Luo frowned and looked unhappy: "The room hasn't been cleaned yet..."

Song Yan quickly pushed Song's mother.

Mother Song stood up very reluctantly and walked towards the master bedroom: "I'll clean up right away, please wait a moment."

Sang Luo smiled happily, and didn't forget to stir up trouble, saying, "Then be careful! The things in my room are very valuable. Any one of them is worth millions. Don't break them! Oh, right! You must move out all your things without missing a single one. I don't like tacky things!"

Mother Song gritted her teeth and said, "I know!"

When Song's mother reluctantly finished packing and came out, Sang Luo was lying on the sofa, Song Yan was diligently massaging her shoulders, and Song's father had returned to the room that Song Yan had rearranged to rest.

Mother Song snorted coldly and was about to say something when Sang Luo stood up and said, "Finally, you've cleaned it up. You're so slow! You're not as quick as Mother Xu at all!"

Song's mother was about to retort, but Sang Luo didn't give her a chance to speak and went straight upstairs.

Mother Song looked at Song Yan again, hoping that he would at least say something to her.

However, Song Yan ignored her and quickly followed Sang Luo: "Wife, are you sleepy? Let me pour you a glass of milk before bed."

It is said that couples quarrel at the beginning but make up at the end. I have behaved so well recently. If I put in some more effort before going to bed tonight, I will definitely be able to turn Sang Luo back into the woman who was obsessed with me!

Then, I'll take control of her...

In order to perform well tonight, I even bought some medicine. I definitely won't let Sang Luo call me weak!

Song Yan was thinking excitedly, not paying any attention to his mother who was feeling extremely aggrieved behind him.

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Mother Song could only go back to her room.

But Song Yan didn't get any benefits, and his wishful thinking soon fell through.

Sang Luo ignored Song Yan who was following behind him and slammed the door shut.

Song Yan didn't have time to dodge, and the door panel hit him directly in the face, making him grimace in pain.

Song Yan wanted to open the door, but found that Sang Luo had locked it. He had no choice but to knock on the door lightly from outside: "Wife, why did you lock the door? I haven't even gone in yet! Wife, open the door. If you lock the door, where will I sleep tonight? Wife, don't be angry..."

Song Yan coaxed him humbly, but the door remained tightly closed with no response.

At this time, Sang Luo was lying comfortably on the bed, playing games on his mobile phone, and ignored Song Yan who was begging outside the door.

Are you kidding? I am only responsible for spending money. For other matters, you should go to your sister Ruyan!

Song Yan was persistent and knocked on the door for half an hour before finally stopping.

It's not that he finally understood, but that he really couldn't hold it in any longer.

In order not to let him down, he took the medicine in advance before looking for Sang Luo, but he didn't expect to be rejected by Sang Luo.

Now he felt uncomfortable all over, but Sang Luo refused to open the door, which made Song Yan very annoyed.

At this moment, the phone in Song Yan's hand vibrated. It was a message from Liu Ruyan.

Today he went to the company and asked Liu Ruyan why she had texted Sang Luo, but Liu Ruyan burst into tears and said, "I've known you for so many years, don't you know what kind of person I am? How could I send such a text message to Sister Sang Luo!"

Song Yan was a little suspicious, and Liu Ruyan continued to wipe her tears.

"I admit that I still like you. If my mother hadn't forced me to go abroad, I might be the one staying with you now..."

"But you're already married. No matter how much I like you, I don't want to ruin your happiness..."

Song Yan was deeply moved by Liu Ruyan's coaxing and immediately believed her words.

How could she do this when she loves herself so much!

What's wrong with her!

She just can't get the love she wants from me!

Those messages definitely weren’t sent by Liu Ruyan!

Now that she had spoken out, Liu Ruyan's messages to him became bolder: "Brother Yan, what are you doing? I miss you."

Song Yan subconsciously glanced at the closed door in front of him, then replied to Liu Ruyan: "At home."

Liu Ruyan's message came again soon: "Sorry, Brother Yan, I drank too much and couldn't help but send you a message. Don't worry about me, I'm fine, I just feel a little dizzy..."

Song Yan frowned, picked up his phone and started typing: "Where are you?"

"Brother Yan, do you want to come and see me? Forget it, don't come. It would be bad if it makes Sister Sang Luo unhappy..."

When Song Yan heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He knocked on the door again: "Wife, are you asleep?"

There was still no response from the room.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave when the door behind him clicked.

Sang Luo stood at the door, looking at him leisurely: "What's wrong?"

Song Yan subconsciously hid his phone: "Wife, you are not asleep, why don't you open the door for me?"

Sang Luo raised his eyebrows: "I didn't hear it."

The smile on Song Yan's face froze.

He had been calling out for so long outside, but Sang Luo said he didn't hear anything. He definitely didn't believe it...

Song Yan's phone kept vibrating. Sang Luo glanced at him and said, "It seems someone is looking for you."

Song Yan said stubbornly, "It might be something at the company..."

Sang Luo nodded: "Okay, then go ahead."

Song Yan shook his head: "Wife, there's no rush for company matters. I'd better stay home with you."

After all, the most important thing now is to coax Sang Luo.

However, Sang Luo looked at him with a look of disappointment: "My father has given your company so much support, how can you be so careless? Go quickly, don't delay things."