Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Song Guanting sneered, "What, do you want to wait until the kickback contract is signed, the building with serious quality problems is built, and then it collapses, causing people to die, and thus causing economic and reputational losses to the group?"

"You'll only be satisfied if you drag the entire group down, or even lead it to bankruptcy and liquidation, right?"

Gao Yali choked, muttering, "How could it be that serious? Besides, Yixuan said that the building materials used were all from medium-sized factories, so there shouldn't be any quality problems..."

"Is this due to a quality issue? This concerns the reputation of Best Inc. Best Inc. made its fortune in construction. If there are any flaws in construction, then the company will truly be on the verge of collapse."

"At that time, it won't just be your precious son; the entire Song family will have to pay the price for your son's momentary greed for petty gains. This is not something a fool like you, who only knows his own little corner of the world, can afford!"

Song Guanting's barrage of attacks left Gao Yali's face alternating between pale and flushed.

Knowing she was in the wrong, she could only lean against Song Yuanshan's side, feeling wronged.

“Yuanshan, Yixuan really knows he was wrong. When I went to see him, he was extremely haggard, and he apologized with snot and tears streaming down his face, saying he would never dare to do it again.”

"No one is perfect, and everyone makes mistakes. Besides, I'm not doing this for myself, but for the reputation of the entire Song family. Haven't I already cut my losses in time? We're all family, do we really have to go and wipe us out?"

Seeing his wife crying, Song Yuanshan felt very sorry for her and put his arm around her shoulder to wipe away her tears.

“I don’t blame you for having grievances against us. It’s because I, as your father, have neglected to discipline you, which has made you indifferent to family ties and only care about interests.”

“No matter what, Yixuan is your own brother, you share the same blood. Give him another chance. I will personally watch over him and make sure he doesn’t make the same mistake again.”

Song Guanting knew when he arrived that no matter what he said or did, and no matter who was right or wrong, Song Yuanshan would only stand on Gao Yali's side.

He talks about so-called blood ties and family affection all the time.

How ridiculous!

How utterly disgusting!

"My request is very simple. If you want Song Yixuan released, fine, transfer the shares he holds to me. I will immediately have someone sign a mediation agreement, and your precious son will be able to return safe and sound."

Gao Yali's face was grim. "Every member of the Song family has a share in the group, and Yixuan doesn't hold many shares. He won't compete with you for control of the group in the future."

“Yixuan has no ability. This share is just enough for him to make a living. Guanting, why are you so fixated on this and not giving him a way to survive?”

Song Guanting gave a cold laugh devoid of any emotion: "Is it your opinion that I am a cold-blooded, heartless machine that only cares about profit? A machine will only maximize its own interests and will not care about the most insignificant family affection."

"You only have two choices. One is to give up your shares, which I can convert into a certain amount of cash. It can be a house, a car, or cash. Song Yixuan can choose whatever you want."

"The second point is to preserve the shares he holds. Given the crimes he committed, he might have a chance to get out if he spends a few years in prison to reform himself."

Song Guanting spoke succinctly, glancing at his watch, "I have limited time. Give me an answer within three minutes, or you'll only have one last option left."

"Grandpa, you should know that you don't really have any other choice. The most important thing for you now is to rest and recuperate. Anyway, only I am capable of taking over the group."

"Even if this incident hadn't happened, after you pass away, you know that with my personality, I would definitely take back all the shares. It's just a matter of time, so why bother with unnecessary struggles?"

Old Master Song fell silent.

Gao Yali panicked when she saw this: "Dad, Yixuan is also your grandson, you have to give him a way out..."

"Alright, for a little bit of profit, he almost caused the entire group to pay for his mistake. He is indeed not suitable to work in the group."

"Convert the shares into cash, and those real estate properties will be enough to ensure he lives a comfortable life for the rest of his life. Let's do as Guanting says. After the shares are converted, let's go pick up Yixuan and take him home."

Gao Yali was unwilling to let Song Guanting take away all the shares she had worked so hard to obtain, and she wanted to say something more.

But Grandpa Song was exhausted. "I'm tired and need to rest. You can all leave now."

After leaving the bedroom, Song Yuanshan questioned him with a grim expression: "This whole thing was a scheme you set up from the beginning, wasn't it? You really won't hesitate to use any means to get the shares. How could I have given birth to such a cold-blooded and ruthless son!"

"Then there's nothing you can do about it now. My mother is dead. You can't just put me back in, can you?"

Song Guanting looked completely indifferent, but gave Gao Yali a sinister glare.

"You should think more about yourself. Grandpa's health is deteriorating day by day. Once he's gone, no one will speak up for you anymore."

"If you're sensible enough, you can transfer your shares to me. If I'm in a good mood, I'll be willing to take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die."

Song Yuanshan was so angry that his hands trembled. "You...you unfilial son, get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"

*

On the way back to Genting Highlands.

Meng Tang sensed that Song Guanting was in a very bad mood after leaving the old house.

But since it's a matter for the Song family, she, as a mere "plastic" wife, shouldn't ask too many questions. If she angered her sugar daddy, it would be a loss for her.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out the only two rainbow candies she had left.

He peeled one, turned around, and with lightning speed, stuffed it into Song Guanting's mouth.

His thin lips were a little cold as they brushed against her soft fingertips.

Song Guanting was clearly taken aback and looked down.

Meng Tang calmly withdrew her hand, then peeled off another rainbow candy and ate it herself.

The candy made a small mound in her mouth. She tilted her head, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed and smiling, like flowers blooming all over the mountains in spring, dazzling and radiant.

"Experts say that sweetness can release dopamine, which stimulates the nerves and makes people feel happy. These are the only two candies I have left. Since you are my dearest husband, I will reluctantly share one with you and share the happiness with you."

The sweetness that fills the mouth is both familiar and unfamiliar.

It was the taste of candy that he had rarely tasted since he could remember.

My heart felt like it was filled with this sweet, cloying flavor, as if it were wrapped in candy, and my whole body was filled with sweetness.

Then, a soft hand covered his eyes.

In his ear was his wife's sweet, gentle voice.

It has a stronger candy flavor than his.

"Xiao Zhou said you haven't slept for a day and a night. Why don't you take a nap on your way home? Or can I lend you my shoulder to lean on?"

Meng Tang felt that she must be the most qualified working person.

Look how much emotional value they've provided! That should be charged separately!

No sooner had she finished speaking than her waist tightened suddenly, and Meng Tang's petite body was pulled into the man's arms in a forceful embrace.

Although the car has a lot of space, this position is really not comfortable.

Why are you hugging me?

Song Guanting's eyebrows and eyes seemed to have melted away the coldness of the mountains, but his dark eyes also contained a wild beast-like danger.

With a hint of restraint, he pressed his cool fingertips against the corner of her lips.

His voice was low and hoarse: "Go to sleep."