Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

My grandparents are old, so they take a nap after dinner.

"Nannan, why don't you go to the bedroom upstairs and sleep for a while?" Xu Wanyun suggested.

Su Ruonan saw her father-in-law yawning secretly with his hands covering his mouth, so she nodded and said, "Okay, Mom and Dad, I'll go upstairs to rest."

Just as Su Ruonan walked from the corner of the stairs to the corridor on the second floor, she faintly heard her father-in-law's voice: "Wife, let's go back to our room and sleep."

"We agreed that you can only sleep and not do anything else." Xu Wanyun warned.

Su Ruonan didn't hear the rest of the words clearly.

A smile flickered in her round eyes: her in-laws had a really good relationship, just like a couple in love.

Su Ruonan thought to herself: Will she and Song Shiye treat their parents-in-law like this when they are this age?

Su Ruonan gently pushed open the bedroom door and saw that the bedding was obviously different from the last time she came.

This time, the bed was covered with a fresh pink and green four-piece set. The soft color and delicate texture complemented each other, making it as delicate as a flower blooming in spring.

This new set of bedding not only makes the whole room full of vitality and energy, but also adds a warm atmosphere and dilutes the cold and bleakness of winter.

Su Ruonan was pleasantly surprised to find that the curtains in the room were also brand new.

The original heavy dark curtains were replaced with light white gauze curtains, and inside the white gauze curtains there was a layer of milky white cotton and linen curtains.

Without asking any questions, Su Ruonan knew in her heart that these changes must have been carefully arranged by her mother-in-law.

Su Ruonan felt a warm current surge in her heart, and her heart was filled with emotion.

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Wang Chen stood in front of Song Shiye's office door. He took a deep breath, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally made up his mind to knock on the door.

"Come in." Song Shiye's cold and low voice came from inside.

Wang Chen pushed open the door and walked in, going straight to the desk.

"Mr. Song." He called respectfully.

Hearing the voice, Song Shiye raised his head slightly and looked at Wang Chen.

"I've found the results of the investigation you asked me to conduct into the apartment your wife rented," Wang Chen said cautiously, his expression serious. He then handed the information to Song Shiye.

Song Shiye stared at his assistant Wang Chen, his eyes so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls.

He slowly put down the mouse in his hand, then reached out and took the information handed to him by Wang Chen.

His bony fingers slowly turned the pages, and his dark eyes were lowered so that his emotions could not be seen.

Finally, Song Shiye finished reading the last word, slowly closed the document, and said lightly: "You go out first."

Wang Chen nodded and left the office.

The moment he closed the office door, Wang Chen had a complicated expression and sighed.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This president's wife is too pitiful. Her biological father actually bought the house she rented and gave it to his mistress. The problem is that the president's wife is still unaware of it, and Su Dayong doesn't even know that the previous tenant of this house is his daughter, with whom he has severed the father-daughter relationship.

What is this!

It is true that when a man has a lover outside, he is worse than pigs and dogs.

After Wang Chen left, Song Shiye stood up from his chair, picked up the information that Wang Chen had just brought him, and walked towards the crusher without hesitation.

Song Shiye slowly placed the information in his hand into the entrance of the grinder, and then gently pressed the button.

In less than a minute, the original intact A4 paper was cut into countless tiny pieces, falling like snowflakes.

Song Shiye stood quietly by, watching this scene, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Song Shiye must never let Su Ruonan know about this.

He knew very well that once she knew the truth, she would be deeply hurt.

But at the same time, he will not let Su Dayong go easily. He will use his own way to make him pay the price for everything he has done.

Song Shiye called his childhood friend Zhou Yichen.

Zhou Yichen was sitting leisurely in the office when his phone suddenly rang. Seeing that the caller ID was Song Shiye, a smile appeared on his face. He thought that this guy must want to invite him to hang out that evening, so he happily pressed the answer button and said, "Where are we going for drinks tonight?"

However, what came from the other end of the phone was Song Shiye's low and serious voice: "I have something important to talk to you about."

Zhou Yichen couldn't help but frown when he heard this, a trace of doubt welling up in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and replied: "What's the matter? So serious!"

"I'll give you one month to help me drive Liming Industry out of Beijing. It would be best if he couldn't operate in other cities either." Song Shiye's tone was cold, leaving no room for negotiation.

Liming Industrial? Is there such a company in Beijing? He had never heard of it. It must be a small company.

In terms of ability, Song Shiye is much better than him. Dealing with such a small company is just a matter of talking. Why doesn't he do it himself instead of letting him do it?

Zhou Yichen didn't understand Song Shiye's intention, so he asked curiously, "Why did you do this? This is a small, unknown company, how could it offend a big Buddha like you?"

"Just help me. You can set any conditions. As for the reasons, I'll tell you later."

"Deal." Zhou Yichen responded readily.

He can propose any conditions he wants. For such a good thing, he would be willing to go through fire and water even if it means risking his life.

This was a condition that Song Shiye had proposed. Zhou Yichen felt happy just thinking about it, and felt that he had made a profit no matter how he thought about it.

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When Su Ruonan woke up, she didn't expect that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. She never thought that her nap would last so long.

So after getting dressed, he hurried to the first floor.

"Nannan, come here and try this longan and red date tea." Xu Wanyun looked at her daughter-in-law with a smile.

Seeing that her mother-in-law looked normal, Su Ruonan felt relieved and sat down next to Xu Wanyun obediently.

"Where are grandpa and grandma?" Su Ruonan looked around but did not see the two old people, so she asked in confusion.

"Oh, your dad is taking a walk with grandpa and grandma in the yard." Xu Wanyun explained with a smile.

"It was cold, and your dad couldn't persuade grandpa and grandma, and he was worried about them going out on their own, so he had to accompany them for a walk himself."

Su Ruonan nodded slightly to show her understanding, then picked up the cup of warm longan and red date tea on the table, took a sip carefully, and savored the sweetness and warmth in it.

Su Ruonan sat with Xu Wanyun in the living room for a while. Not long after, her cell phone suddenly rang.

Without even looking, Xu Wanyun guessed that it was her son calling, probably urging her daughter-in-law to go home early.

Su Ruonan put down the teacup and picked up the phone. It turned out to be Song Shiye calling: "Wife, are you still at the old house?"

Su Ruonan whispered: "Well, I'm still here."

Sure enough, she guessed right. Xu Wanyun shook her head with an expression that looked as if she couldn't bear to watch.

"Wife, will you come back tonight? If not, I will go straight back to the old house after get off work." Song Shiye raised his voice a little.

Xu Wanyun, who was sitting nearby, heard the conversation between her son and daughter-in-law clearly and couldn't help but complain.