Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 331 I'll Pay for You
In the dead of night, a furtive figure quietly opened the door, intending to enter silently. However, he overestimated his motor skills, tripped over his own feet, and slammed into the wall. The impact sent him sprawling to the ground, rolling twice.

"Who?! Thief! Thief! Uncle Li, Xiao Liu! Thief!" A shrill female voice rang out, followed by a chaotic commotion.

A blinding light flashed, and a golf club came to rest right in front of his head, sending a chill down his spine. The man quickly moved his head to the side, narrowly avoiding being blown off!
"Young Master?" Old Li recognized the person on the ground as not a thief, but his young master who hadn't been home for a week. Luckily, he stopped himself and put the cue back in fear. He quickly had someone help his young master up.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, relieved to have survived the ordeal. "Thank goodness, I'm lucky to be alive."

"You're really lucky! But don't you think you're too lucky?" A stern-faced old man leaned on his cane and mocked from the stairwell.

"grandfather…………."

Song Kaijie let out a soft cry.

"Don't!" Song Pengyao raised his hand to interrupt him. "You're really something else, aren't you? You're the boss!"

"What are you saying, old man! Didn't I tell you to talk to him properly?" Hu Siyuan, who came out from behind, reached out and nudged him before walking around him downstairs.

Song Pengyao snorted coldly, "Keep spoiling him. You'd only be happy if he ended up like Tianqi, wouldn't you!"

Hu Siyuan stopped and turned her back to Song Pengyao, her tone cold and self-deprecating, "Are you blaming me?"

A deathly silence fell over the scene, and even the servants dared not breathe too heavily.

Song Pengyao was speechless. Even though he was strong-willed, he couldn't bring himself to apologize, even though he knew his words had hurt his wife.

Hu Siyuan smiled disappointedly, "Blame whoever you want, it's up to you."

"What do you mean by that! Did I say something wrong! Do you know what he's doing right now! If he continues like this, he'll die sooner or later! Then he'll be killed by his mother! Killed by you!"

"Enough!" Hu Siyuan shouted, turning coldly to look at Song Pengyao. "You've gone too far!"

Song Pengyao was so angry his face turned red and his neck bulged. "Can't I say anything? Am I wrong? If you hadn't agreed in the first place..."

"Song Pengyao!" Hu Siyuan shouted again, her eyes red this time.

Realizing what he had said, Song Pengyao shut up, stubbornly refusing to apologize or admit his mistake, and just stared at Hu Siyuan.

"Grandpa, Grandma..." Song Kaijie hesitated before speaking, somewhat afraid of the current atmosphere. He had thought that his grandfather would be very angry, but he hadn't expected him to be so angry, nor had he expected that his usually gentle grandmother would yell at his grandfather like this. That's why he hadn't dared to go home these past few days and had been staying in the house he bought outside.

Did he really do something wrong? Should he not have become a ghost messenger?

Hu Siyuan raised her hand to interrupt him, "Alright, it's not your fault, you have your responsibilities."

"Did you come back to get this?" Hu Siyuan handed the folder in her arms to Song Kaijie. Song Kaijie nodded. Inside was the invitation letter. The address had been mistakenly sent to the old house, so he risked coming back secretly at night to retrieve it without alerting anyone. Who knew it would turn out like this?

“Let’s go, I’ll go with you,” Hu Siyuan said suddenly, looking at Song Kaijie.

Song Kaijie: "!!!"

"Hu Siyuan! Do you really have to go against me?" Song Pengyao roared. He simply couldn't understand. After what happened to their son, shouldn't his wife be on his side? Now that she knew their grandson was secretly working as a ghost messenger, why was she still protecting him at every turn? She even said their grandson had responsibilities, but what responsibilities did she have?! And now she wanted to run away from home with their grandson! Had she gone mad?!
“Song Pengyao, you’ll never understand. I’ve already accommodated you in everything. I’m tired. It’s not Kaijie’s fault, it’s not Tianqi’s fault, and it’s not Xiaoqin’s fault. It’s me! Maybe we shouldn’t have met.” Hu Siyuan said wearily. She glanced at Song Pengyao one last time, then turned and left.

Song Kaijie looked at Hu Siyuan and then at Song Pengyao, feeling helpless. After hesitating for a moment, he greeted Song Pengyao and went to chase after Hu Siyuan. He didn't dare to let his grandmother walk outside alone so late at night.

"Hu Siyuan, what do you mean? Do you want a divorce?! Come back! Don't come back after you leave! Hu Siyuan!!!" Song Pengyao shouted angrily, but only the empty, open door answered him.

"If I don't want to come back, then I don't want to come back! Who cares?" Song Pengyao said angrily, then turned and went back to his room.

The servants looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

"Sigh, what's wrong? Why can't Mr. Song talk things out properly? What's the point of making the old lady and young master leave with just a few words?"

"Alright, alright, stop gossiping."

Meanwhile, Song Kaijie chased after her and found that Hu Siyuan hadn't gone far and was waiting by the roadside.

"Grandma, shall we go back?"

Hu Siyuan glanced behind him and shook her head. "Go back? Let's go to where you live."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Hu Siyuan, Song Kaijie quickly drove his car over and opened the car door for her. He remained silent the whole way, hesitating and opening his mouth repeatedly.

"Alright, aren't you tired? Don't try to persuade me anymore. Your grandfather and I should separate and calm down. I've been too accommodating to him. Your father's death is not your mother's fault; it was his fate. If anyone should be blamed, it should be me. Your mother did nothing wrong. Just focus on being a ghost messenger; it's your responsibility." Hu Siyuan, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly spoke.

Song Kaijie glanced at Hu Siyuan through the rearview mirror. Had his grandmother secretly opened her eyes? Otherwise, how would she know what he was doing?

"I'll go to the auction with you."

"Huh? Why?" Song Kaijie asked in surprise. Why was his grandmother following them to the auction to look for something?
"I'll pay for you. Do you expect someone to pay for your things when you ask for their help? Or are you planning to rob or steal from the auction? Do you even have the money?" Hu Siyuan gave him a disdainful look.

That makes perfect sense, he couldn't argue with it. He really didn't have any money. He had just bought a new car a while ago, and his wallet was completely empty. Now that his grandfather was in a bad mood, he was even less likely to give him any money. His grandmother hadn't even noticed the problem until she told him!
"It's settled then! Let's go."

"Oh."

Hu Siyuan turned her head and quietly looked at the scenery rushing past the window. The Gu family, the last bloodline of the Phoenix Clan, could get the Underworld to send people to ask for help. It seems that the bloodline of this generation of the Phoenix Clan is very powerful. I hope they can find the World-Suppressing Stone successfully. What exactly happened in the Underworld?
(End of this chapter)