The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

"Dangdang!"

Song Huanyu casually threw the gold bracelet on the table and snorted, "It's just a broken bracelet. Do you really think grandma cares about it?"

Liu Lijuan also said: "Things of unknown origin, who knows if they are clean or not. Mom, if you really wear it, you might be tainted with bad luck!"

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean?" Song Qi had been considering that today was his mother's birthday and had not spoken a word. However, Liu Lijuan suddenly said that the bracelet his daughter bought was of unknown origin and unclean, and he finally could not sit still.

Although he didn't know where his daughter got the money to buy such an expensive thing, especially for an old lady, he would not allow others to slander his daughter like this.

Liu Lijuan snorted lightly, not feeling that she was being too harsh. Instead, she said disdainfully, "Third Brother, how much money do you have left after paying for daily expenses with your meager monthly salary? Your daughter just graduated from college and doesn't even have a job. Where did you get the money to buy such an expensive bracelet for Mom?"

"I……"

Song Qi's neck was red, and he wanted to defend his daughter, but Song Youan just gently pulled his father's hand and gave him a faint smile as if he didn't care at all.

How can one explain this kind of fabricated accusation? Falling into the trap of self-incrimination is simply being tricked by others!

So Song Youan ignored Liu Lijuan and just looked at the old man with a slightly playful tone: "Grandpa, why are you silent? Do you think it's normal now, and not too much? You are really calm!"

The old man felt a little embarrassed when Song Youan said that, so he said to Liu Lijuan symbolically: "You too, what kind of words are you talking about?"

It didn't hurt at all. Liu Lijuan just curled her lips and didn't take it to heart at all.

Song Youan was not angry at all, she even felt like laughing.

His eyes fell on the gold bracelet lying on the dining table. The old lady had no intention of picking it up again. Song Youan turned the turntable and turned the gold bracelet back.

After picking it up and putting it away, he said, "Okay, since grandma doesn't want it, then I'll put it away. I didn't buy this bracelet as a gift, and I certainly didn't buy it to show off."

She glanced at everyone with an indifferent expression and continued, "I bought it just to shut you up. I wanted my dad to be able to have a peaceful and quiet meal in an occasion like this!"

"But you guys are so mean! Even a 38,000 yuan bracelet can't stop you from talking!" She looked at the two elders sitting in the main seats and said, "Grandpa and grandma, I really can't understand this. Is my dad really your biological son?"

"Or is he the orphan of your enemy? So you want him to suffer the ridicule and contempt of his so-called family again and again in these so-called family occasions."

"My dad is your snack, right? You can't eat without making sarcastic remarks? Then what do you do when my dad is not around? You just starve and starve?"

When she said this, Song Youan couldn't help laughing. She had been enduring this since she could remember, and she had had enough.

"In my opinion, don't invite us to any festivals, weddings, funerals, or anything like that. In the eyes of grandpa and grandma, having uncles is enough. To their families, we are just poor relatives who can't even be on the stage."

After saying all this in one breath, Song Youan stood up and said, "Let's go, Dad. You've played your part today anyway."

Everyone subconsciously looked at Song Qi. The Song family knew his character very well. On such an important occasion today, it was impossible for him to just abandon the old lady and leave.

But they were all wrong. Song Qi's bottom line has always been his daughter, and everything his daughter did today and said just now was for him.

He won't let his daughter lose!

So he stood up without saying a word and left with Song Youan.

"Third brother, if you leave like this today, don't come back!" The old lady suddenly said angrily, slamming the table.

The two people who had already walked to the door stopped. At this time, the old lady only wanted to keep her son, and completely ignored her granddaughter Song Youan.

Or maybe she had no intention of keeping anyone, but just felt that she was embarrassed.

"Let's go, Youan." Song Qi didn't look back, he just opened the door of the box and strode out.

Song Youan smiled slightly as she looked at her father's back. She picked up the cake that had been placed aside when she entered the house and turned around and said, "I'll just take the cake out and throw it away. It would be a waste if you guys eat it."

Then he turned around and left gracefully.

The moment the box door closed, the angry voices of the old lady and the old man erupted from inside, and Song Youan felt relaxed and at ease when she heard them.

"dad."

After catching up with his father, Song Youan gave him a thumbs up. After so many years, his father finally stood up for once.

Song Qi's heart was actually very complicated now, but he did not regret his decision today. He looked at his daughter and said softly, "It's Dad's fault. Dad has wronged you."

"Don't say that, Dad. We're both right." Song Youan hugged her father's arm lovingly, swaying like a little girl and saying, "You looked so handsome when you opened the door and left without looking back!"

Song Qi smiled and reached out to help his daughter carry the cake: "What do you want to eat? Dad will take you to eat!"

"I want to eat the noodles with gravy made by my dad, with green peppers, eggplant and shredded pork!" Song Youan said.

"Then let's go home and Dad will make it for you!"

The next day, Song Youan first went to the mall to return the gold bracelet, then found a good ancient costume styling shop to have a new hairstyle, and finally went to the cake shop to buy ten small cakes.

This time she learned her lesson. Not only did she reduce the quantity by half, she also bought only the kind that is not easy to digest.

She also thought that she could lower the price, but her goal was still to sell all the cakes. After all, the top priority now was to open up the market, and she would not always be so lucky to meet a customer as generous as yesterday.

Back in the villa, Song Youan once again came to Dazhao through the attic.

It was still the same location where she set up her stall yesterday. The location was not very eye-catching, but she chose this place because there was a lush willow tree next to it that provided shade!

Unexpectedly, when she was about to start practicing setting up her stall today, someone was already waiting here.

"Are you the girl selling cakes?"

The person before him wore a long, intricately woven daffodil-patterned dress, the hem of which gently brushed against her frosty gold-threaded shoes. A thin, cloud-patterned belt cinched her waist, outlining her slender figure.

A golden hairpin was pinned in her flowing bun, and the sparkling pearls reflected her bright and lively eyes.

At a glance at the typical temperament and dress of this noble lady from the Dazhao family, three words flashed in Song Youan's mind: rich!

"It's me." Song Youan nodded slightly, appearing calm.

Li Chuyou spoke gently, "I thought you weren't coming today. I wonder how many cakes you brought? I want them all."

Song Youan:!!!