The attic connects the past and present; I became a tycoon and got rich overnight!

Chapter 86 definitely means she's being kept.

"Making the decision?"

Song Youan casually leaned back in her chair and laughed, "You're not Jesus, so don't always try to be someone else's boss!"

The old lady was already short-tempered, and at this moment, Song You'an's anger made her feel like she had a lump in her throat, and she couldn't win the argument.

"Mom, don't get angry." Song Feng, ever the dutiful son, quickly patted the old lady's back, not forgetting to look at Song Qi with a reproachful expression and say, "Third brother, look at you, aren't you going to do anything about You'an? How can you talk to Grandma like that?"

A look of concern appeared in Song Qi's eyes. He moved his lips but ultimately hardened his heart and said, "Isn't it all because of you that I was forced to do this?"

"You wanted a house, and I gave it to you. If it weren't for Yu'an's friend's help, I don't know where I would be sleeping right now. Have you ever considered my situation?"

"They've set their sights on Youan again today. I will never agree to this. It's Youan's aunt's guarantee for Youan's future. No one should try to take advantage of her."

Song Youan felt relieved to hear this; it was rare for her father to stand up for himself in front of the Song family.

"Third son, do you still recognize me as your mother? Do you still recognize your second brother and sister-in-law? Do you still recognize this family?" The old lady shouted, her chest tight and breathless. She slammed her hand on the table with every word she spoke, which made the shop owner and the waiters hide behind the counter to watch the commotion.

Song Youan widened her eyes slightly, revealing an expression that was both surprised and amused.

What is this? Is it about adding value? Moral blackmail?
She knew her father well; even if he dared to think such a pointed question, he wouldn't dare to actually say it aloud.

She interrupted, "Take a break, calm down. You're so old and still have such a temper. If something really happens, won't the business owners be in trouble?"

"Stop with this moral blackmail nonsense. I have no morals, it doesn't work on me!"

"You're just making a fool of yourself. In short, don't even think about my things, because it's pointless. If you're really short of funds, don't expand your business so much. If you're really short of money, go ask my uncle. He's the legitimate heir of the Song family, not my dad who was kicked out of the family."

After saying that, Song You'an pulled her father to his feet, rolled her eyes at the group, and walked out.

The old woman wailed in anger, her voice booming but no substance, "What a terrible thing! What an unfilial son..."

Song Youan and Song Qi left with no expression.

Annoyed by the old lady's wailing, Guo Wanfang immediately said, "Alright, Mom, everyone's gone."

The sound stopped abruptly, but the old lady was clearly very angry with Song You'an, as she kept clutching her chest and breathing heavily.

Song Feng's face was extremely ugly. He had thought that he could just control the third brother, but he didn't expect his niece to be so difficult to deal with. As a result, the third brother was as hard as a rock today.

"Honey, did you see it?" Guo Wanfang asked.

Song Feng frowned: "What did you see?"

“The bag!” Guo Wanfang whispered, “The bag that Youan was carrying just now is a rare Hermes crocodile skin bag. Just getting a spot requires a million yuan in additional purchases.”

Upon hearing this, Song Feng frowned and hesitated before asking, "Is it fake?"

“You can say I don’t know anything about other things, but do you think I don’t know anything about bags?” Guo Wanfang said confidently, “It’s real, and it even has a diamond clasp. You can’t get one for less than two or three million.”

"How can it be……"

Guo Wanfang pulled Song Feng aside and whispered in his ear, "Let me tell you, she's definitely being kept. You forgot what I told you before? She spent over 600,000 yuan at just one Chanel counter without even blinking."

"What do you think could be going on? It must be someone else's money that they're spending without batting an eye!" Song Feng blinked solemnly, and after a long while said, "So, according to you, the person who's spending money on her must be very powerful."

Otherwise, how could a single bag cost millions?

"Of course!" Guo Wanfang nodded with certainty.

Putting everything else aside, they couldn't deny that Song You'an was beautiful, and with her good taste in clothing, it wouldn't be too difficult for her to find a rich man.

"Let's think of a solution slowly," Song Feng murmured after a long while.

On the way home, Song Qi sat in the back seat without saying a word. In just a few days, his heart had been broken again and again by the Song family. At this moment, he looked utterly hopeless.

Song Youan didn't care at all. She found it quite funny that they could have such unrealistic dreams. She just considered it an exploration of the limits of humanity and a way to relax from their busy and tiring lives.

"Dad, you were quite tough just now, huh?" Song Youan said casually, not wanting her father to feel too burdened.

Song Qi sighed deeply and said, "What's with the tough attitude? They're even bullying your own daughter."

"No way, there's no way they could bully me. I've never been bullied in my life, and I never will." Song You'an laughed as she spoke, "Dad, why are our personalities so different?"

Song Qi glanced at his daughter and said softly, "You're just like your mother; your temper is exactly the same as hers."

This is also why his wife is not well received in the Song family. He had been used to swallowing his anger since he was a child, but since he got married, someone else has been in charge, and the Song family has become unhappy.

As Youan grew up, perhaps seeing her mother's shadow in her made the Song family dislike her.

Song Youan was slightly taken aback. The images of her mother from her childhood were pitifully few. If it weren't for the photos in the album, she might have forgotten what her mother looked like.

“Dad, you should change jobs,” Song Youan suddenly said.

Song Qi was taken aback, and looked at his daughter with a slightly surprised expression, asking in astonishment, "How did you know our factory was going to close down?"

Song Youan was also taken aback when she heard this: "I don't know."

One sentence made the driver laugh.

Song Youan then countered, "Is your auto repair shop going out of business?"

Song Qi sighed and nodded: "Yeah, business is bad, the boss wants to change careers, and it probably won't last until National Day."

"Isn't that perfect?" Song Youan quickly said, "The old ladies at your factory all know the address, and they might cause you trouble again in the future. You might as well take this opportunity to find a different job."

"It's not that easy. Your dad is over forty years old. I've been working in auto repair for half my life. I don't know anything else, so it's hard for me to find a job."

“You can’t say that. You’ve been doing auto repair for so many years, which means you know a lot about cars. You can do anything related to cars!” Song Youan said.

The driver chimed in, "Brother, if you can't make it, you can drive for a ride-hailing service. You can drive six or seven hours a day and earn a good amount in a month."

Song Qi shook his head. He would need to buy a new car to drive for ride-hailing services. He couldn't possibly drive a Mercedes, especially since it belonged to someone else.

Looking at her father's worried face through the rearview mirror, Song Youan hesitated for a moment, then said in a lighthearted joking tone, "If you ask me, Dad, you shouldn't go to work anymore. I'll support you!"

Asking for a monthly ticket!