After moving in together, I was pampered by the big boss.

You think you can just dismiss her with a simple "You're still young"?

Song Chuxia's voice choked with emotion, "But I'm so immature! I'm afraid I won't be able to get along with her."

"Xia Xia!"

Song Ren frowned, his tone like he was coaxing a disobedient child, "Dad knows it's hard for you to accept right now, I'll give you time, but don't act up!"

He raised his wrist to check the time.

"Xiaxia, Dad has to go to work. Your classmate is too busy to go shopping with you today."

“Perfect timing, you and Yueyan go together! You have good taste, help her pick out a few more clothes.”

He took a bank card out of his wallet, turned around and handed it to Song Yueyan, "Yueyan, here's a card for you. If you need anything, have your sister come with you to buy it."

“Okay, goodbye Dad.” Song Yueyan was incredibly obedient. “Come back early tonight so our family can have dinner together. I’ll also ask Aheng later, and if he has time, I’ll invite him over too.”

"Good good!"

Song Ren also wanted to test Fu Heng's feelings for Song Yueyan.

Let's see if it's worth it for Song Yueyan to return to the Song family.

Song Ren was very pleased that Song Yueyan took the initiative to call Fu Heng over to see him.

Song Ren's eyes shifted to Song Chuxia, who had been silent since earlier, hoping she could be as sensible and understanding as Yueyan.

But Song Chuxia disappointed him; she kept her head down and didn't look at him at all.

Song Ren shook his head helplessly, turned around and left.

That's enough! Let's give Xiaxia a little more time!

Song Yueyan stared at the bank card in her hand, her eyes burning with desire. She smiled and walked towards Song Chuxia.

"Little sister, are you free right now? How about we go shopping for clothes now? Look at this outfit of mine,"

Song Yueyan pointed to her faded jeans, "They're so worn out I can't even wear them anymore. They're worse than the maid's. If my boyfriend sees me back at the Song family home dressed like this, he'll definitely be angry."

"Dad won't look good then, don't you think?"

"Don't call me sister!"

Song Chuxia is usually somewhat indifferent to worldly affairs, but that doesn't mean she doesn't understand anything.

She knew perfectly well that she couldn't accept the fact that Song Ren had cheated on her.

But this person didn't care about her feelings at all, calling her "little sister" repeatedly, deliberately poking at her wounds.

They even used her boyfriend and Song Ren to pressure her.

She can't tell!

Her intention was simple: to provoke her, make Song Ren dissatisfied with her, and suppress her position in the Song family.

Song Chuxia refused to fall for it.

"Go ahead and explore by yourself! I have other things to do."

After finishing her sentence, Song Chuxia turned around and went back to her room.

Song Yueyan watched her retreating figure and smiled smugly, then thought of a good idea.

Back in her room, it took Song Chuxia a long time to calm herself down.

She was not someone who easily became depressed or resigned to life's hardships.

The current situation is too dangerous.

She knew nothing about her father's infidelity, nor did she know much about Song Yueyan.

Her mother died when she was young, and her brother ran away from home a few years ago and is now abroad. She has no one to rely on.

If she continues to act in a muddled and submissive manner, she might just find herself without a place in this house, just as Song Yueyan had hoped.

She didn't care about the Song family's assets, but she was afraid that her brother would worry about her.

She has to get to the bottom of this.

It's unlikely that she could find any useful information on her own.

Now, the only person she can turn to and trust is her brother Tang Yu.

Now he is the head of the Tang family in Nancheng, holding an extraordinary position. The people who come and go are all wealthy businessmen and political figures from various countries. I wonder if he still remembers his younger sister.

Song Chuxia gripped her phone with her slender fingers and nervously dialed a number.

The call connected quickly, and before Song Chuxia could prepare how to speak, a deep, magnetic voice came through.

"Hey?"

Hearing that voice again after several years, Song Chuxia felt as if she were in a dream.

She tentatively introduced herself, "Brother Tang Yu, I'm Chu Xia."

"Oh! It's my sister!" The tone on the other end softened noticeably.

Song Chuxia could tell from his tone that the other party had not forgotten her.

It didn't feel unfamiliar with itself.

I felt a little more relaxed.

"Brother Tang Yu, I need your help with something, is that alright?"

"So that's why you called your brother!"

Tang Yu asked in a light, dismissive tone.

Why does your tone sound a bit resentful?

Song Chuxia wondered if she had misheard. How could Tang Yu, such a calm and reserved person, speak in such a tone?

However, for some unspeakable reasons, she hadn't contacted Tang Yu for a long time.

This time, she immediately asked for help, which made Song Chuxia feel a little embarrassed. She wondered if she should just give up.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone. Tang Yu, afraid that he had gone too far with his teasing, took the initiative to ask about the serious matter, "What do you need me for? Your brother specifically contacted me before he went abroad, asking me to take care of you."

"So if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask your brother. I'll help you."

My brother already explained it!

Having made up her mind, Song Chuxia stopped being polite to him.

She told him that Song Yueyan was Song Ren's illegitimate daughter and asked him to help investigate the relationship between Song Ren and Song Yueyan's mother.

Tang Yu didn't say anything else and readily agreed, telling her to wait for the result.

Song Chuxia finally got rid of this troublesome matter, but she still couldn't be happy.

She hid in her room all afternoon without going out, and in the evening, Song Ren came and knocked on her door himself.

His tone was very dissatisfied, "Xiaxia, what's wrong with you? I heard from your sister that you didn't eat lunch!"

"Even if you're angry with your father, there should be a limit!"

"Your sister's boyfriend is here. Hurry up and freshen up, then come down for dinner."

Song Chuxia lowered her head and pouted in dissatisfaction, "Okay, I'll wash my face and then go downstairs."

Song Ren didn't say anything more and hurriedly went downstairs to accompany the guests.

"Fuheng! Is there anything else you like to eat? I'll have the housekeeper make it for you!"

Fu Heng politely declined, "No need, Uncle Song, these dishes are enough!"

"Actually, you didn't need to come all the way back from the company to entertain me. I just came to see if Yueyan is doing well at the Song family."

After Fu Heng finished speaking, he gently patted Song Yueyan's head, and Song Yueyan smiled shyly at him.

She clung to his arm and said sweetly, "Aheng, Dad is so good to me. He gave me a bank card today so my sister can go shopping with me."

"But my sister doesn't seem to like me very much and doesn't want to go with me."

“Aheng, you know how tough my life was before, and I don’t know anything about those clothing brands. I was afraid of buying the wrong thing and embarrassing you and Dad on some important occasions, so I didn’t buy it.”