This lesbian is too good at talking! I can't afford to offend her!

"Dad, you can ignore Song Hongjun, but you can't ignore Song Ci. She is your granddaughter."

"Grandpa, I beg you." Song Ci knelt in front of Meng Degui and cried, begging, "Wen Yuan is gone. Do you think I can still stay in the art troupe?"

"Can't you see? This matter is aimed at Wen Yuan. Even if you weren't there, the person who reported it would have used other evidence to harass him."

Meng Degui was filled with despair. He had been smart all his life, and his son and grandson were also smart. Why was his daughter so stupid?

"If I intervene rashly, they will harbor a grudge and will attack the Meng family sooner or later. If I fall, how long can Lin Xiang hold on?"

Facing Meng Linru's surprised gaze, Meng Degui continued, "After returning, persuade Wen Yuan to submit his transfer application. I can help with the work."

Song Ci knelt on the ground in despair, wiped away his tears, and regained his sanity.

"Grandpa, please help me with the work. I can also make peace with Wen Yuan."

It was hard to say how much benefit Wen Yuan would bring to her after his career change. Song Ci didn't want to be dragged down by Wen Yuan, so she wanted to break up with him as soon as possible so that she could find a new target as soon as possible.

If she couldn't marry Guo Junshan, then she would marry the most powerful man. She wanted Guo Junshan to look up at her and make him regret it.

Meng Linru frowned and said helplessly, "That's all we can do. Dad, please..."

Looking up and seeing Meng Degui's distorted face, Meng Linru hurriedly swallowed her words.

Meng Degui swung the teapot vigorously, and it flew off the coffee table and towards Song Ci. Meng Linru, with fear on her face, rushed to Song Ci to protect her.

"Clap-"

The teapot rolled to the ground and broke into pieces. The guard rushed in and saw Meng Linru and her daughter kneeling on the ground, with a look of confusion on his face.

"It's okay, you guys go out first." Meng Degui's chest was heaving violently, and he took a breath and said, "Go out. Don't come in unless I call you."

"Yes, Chief."

Song Ci hugged Meng Linru tightly, weeping silently in her arms. What should she do if her grandfather was so angry and refused to help Wen Yuan? Was she going to be tied to Wen Yuan forever?

The tea soaked through her clothes, and the chill made Meng Linru shiver. She pulled Song Ci's hand away and stood up suddenly.

Without bothering to pack her clothes, she asked Meng Degui with a cold face: "Dad, am I your daughter? When I was young, I begged you to help Song Hongjun, but you refused.

Now, I begged you to help Xiaoci, but you still refused. You are too proud to care about our lives, right? Fine, we won't beg you.

The violent quarrel startled Shen Meiying. She pushed open the door and shouted, "Lin Xiang, Dad and Lin Ru are arguing! Go over and take a look."

"Yeah, really?" Meng Linxiang put down the newspaper, bent down to dry his feet, put on his shoes and ran to the yard.

"Why would I lie to you?" Shen Meiying went into the bedroom, put on her clothes again, and hurried out. Seeing Meng Zhujun, she waved her hand hurriedly: "Go back to the room."

"Mom, what's going on?" Meng Zhujun frowned and asked, "Why do I hear my cousin crying?"

"Don't interfere in her affairs." Shen Meiying changed into leather shoes and hurriedly chased after her.

In a short while, Meng Linxiang had stopped Meng Linru and asked her what had happened. When Shen Meiying came in, Meng Linru was crying and gasping for breath.

"Brother, you and Dad can't be so heartless. Wen Yuan has changed his job and won't be able to help us in the future. Dad forced Xiaoci to marry him, which is unfair."

"Fair? When Wen Yuan was helping Xiao Ci, did he ever think that this was unfair to Guo Junyue?"

"Lin Ru, it wasn't us elders who forced Xiao Ci to jump into the fire pit. In this situation, how will it end if Song Ci doesn't marry Wen Yuan?"

Shen Meiying bolted the door, walked over to Meng Degui, and helped him sit down. She raised her head and said earnestly, "Lin Ru, you don't think Wen Jianping is made of paper, do you?"

Tea leaves were still hanging on Meng Linru's shoulders. She had always been picky and strong-willed, but today she didn't care about that.

"Song Ci, you've been in the art troupe for seven or eight years and met so many people, how come you don't even understand this?"

Shen Meiying's tone was calm, but her words sounded like ridicule to Song Ci. She raised her head and stared at Shen Meiying stubbornly.

"Aunt, you are an elder after all. Even if you don't like me, you don't have to talk like that."

"You're quite the picky one." Shen Meiying glanced at Meng Degui and continued to speak to Song Ci and her daughter, "Wen Yuan was implicated by you. Not only did he lose his chance for promotion, he also had to leave the army in disgrace.

At this time, if you take the initiative to marry him, even if Wen Jianping and Lu Linwan dislike you, they will have no choice but to accept it."

"Your aunt is right." Meng Degui calmed down and said earnestly, "Xiao Ci, it's not difficult to abandon Wen Yuan, but what about the future?

If others knew you were away from Wen Yuan, they would call you heartless and disloyal. For this reason, outstanding men would avoid you as much as possible.

Wen Yuan has feelings for you, and he is Wen Jianping's only son. If you marry him, Wen Jianping will only protect you, and your job will not be affected."

Song Ci looked painful, as if he was enduring great humiliation.

Shen Meiying rolled her eyes, coughed twice, and said, "Don't think my words are harsh. You've been acting like a troublemaker these past few years, and you don't have a good reputation in our circle."

Regardless of the family, marrying a daughter-in-law is a big deal. Families like theirs would rather let their son marry a simple-minded girl than let Song Ci into the family.

They can slowly teach a simple person the ways of the world, the manners of conversation and the knowledge of a scholar, but they cannot teach a girl like Song Ci who is so smart.

"Sister-in-law, you're so harsh." Meng Linru stopped crying and rebuked dissatisfiedly: "How can Xiaoci be so unbearable? With this look and this figure, who wouldn't like her?"

"Life as a couple is more than just about being in bed." Shen Meiying said dissatisfiedly, "Do you think marriage is just about having children?"

There are plenty of women who are just looking for children. When they seek daughters-in-law, they're looking for a successor, someone who can take over their connections and manage their relationships.

Even before Song Ci married Wen Yuan, she had already offended Wang Simin and Guo Weigong. The Xu family, who had recently emerged in prominence, also seemed to have some complaints about her.

"Lu Linwan and Wen Jianping don't like Song poetry. Anyone with eyes can see that. Why don't they like Song poetry?"

"That's because they're blind." Meng Linru stiffened her neck and retorted stubbornly, "My daughter is as pretty as a fairy. If they look down on her, I look down on Wen Yuan even more than I do!"

"Blame me. Blame me for feeling sorry for you because your mother died at such a young age. I've spoiled you until you've become so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth." Meng Degui pounded his chest and sobbed, "I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want!"

"Dad, you can't just leave it alone!" Meng Linru panicked and said in a panic, "The Red Army is not very promising. If we don't rely on you, who else can we rely on?"

"Sister, listen to your brother's advice and let Song Ci and Wen Yuan get married!" Meng Linxiang's eyes flashed with heartache, and he whispered, "You and the Red Army have a weak foundation.

If we provoke Wen Jianping, he will try to trip us up behind our backs, and the first to suffer will be the Red Army. By then, even if we intervene and save Xiaoci's job, she will be too embarrassed to face anyone."

"Uncle, don't I have any other options?" Song Ci's eyes were filled with resentment as he pressed on, "I'm still young. I can find someone more powerful to back me up..."

"Wake up! You won't last long on the wrong path. You're looking for powerful people, but those people are all middle-aged men. How can you bring yourself to bite them?"

Song Ci looked panicked and fell into the abyss.

Meng Linru weighed the pros and cons and said through gritted teeth, "I'll go find Wen Jianping tomorrow to discuss the marriage of our two children."