The fortune teller's daughter has married, and all the wealthy families in the city are spoilin

Song Chengming's eyes gleamed.

I was so envious I was practically drooling.

The first extended Bentley stopped behind the Song family's black sedan, and the door opened.

Red thin-soled black leather shoes stepped onto the ground.

Half of his body was turned to the side.

Song Chengming's eyes were practically glued shut with anticipation.

He was the only house in the neighborhood.

He bought all the land to build a manor.

If they didn't come looking for him, who else could they be looking for?

I've never seen any business in Jiangcheng with so many extended Bentleys. They must be outsiders doing business in Jiangcheng.

I heard that the Song family is the most powerful family in Jiangcheng, so I came here specifically to ask for their cooperation.

If word gets out, how prestigious will that be!

He put on airs: "Hello, you came here specifically to see me, right? You're too kind. You didn't even tell me you were coming. I didn't prepare anything."

Song Chengming held his chin high and waited with his hands behind his back for the big shot to get out of the car.

He completely forgot about sending Song Qingge away.

The Song family has prospered!

He could already see a steady stream of people surging towards him.

Choosing to do that business with Xu Mingchang back then was the right decision. Now that Xu Mingchang has failed, he can completely take over.

Although I don't know who this big shot is, so many extended Bentleys were driven here in order to ask for his cooperation.

This shows their sincerity!

Now, not to mention the Jiang family, even ten Jiang families of such wealth and power couldn't catch up with him!

The man in the red thin-soled leather shoes gave a cold smile, leaned out of the car, and got out.

Standing in front of Song Chengming.

"Mr. Song, you're joking. I'm here to pick up my wife and take her home; I'm not looking for you."

These ten extended Bentleys were forced upon him by a designer friend from the brand.

He doesn't like flashy cars, so they usually just sit in the underground garage collecting dust.

Because it was a birthday gift from a friend, he couldn't just sell it, so even though he had a cash flow problem recently, he never considered selling the car.

It just so happens that it came in handy this time.

In last night's hallucination, he clearly saw how Song Chengming treated his biological daughter.

Calling Qingge back is definitely not a good thing.

So after Qingge got out of the car, he called his grandmother to prepare the car, and the whole family set off to pick her up.

At least on paper, we need to give Qingge enough credit.

The Jiang family members got out of the other nine extended Bentleys. Even Jiang Min'an and Yin Lan, who were usually so busy, rushed back to support them when they saw the lively chat in the group.

Jiang Minyan, the second uncle who had been staying at the factory, was also brought back by his wife, Lin Jinhua, to support him.

Jiang Yueyao, the eldest aunt, also brought her husband Qin Qianlin, who was finally on vacation from the research institute, along with her.

A large, dark line of people stood next to ten custom-made extended Bentleys, creating a truly spectacular sight.

The Song family members couldn't care less about maintaining their composure; their eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Hearing the commotion, Song Qingge wanted to get out of the car to check.

As a result, he was stopped by two burly bodyguards and could only look back out the rear window.

Through the car window, Jiang Zhou met the girl's surprised gaze.

Upon seeing the two bodyguards standing by the car door, everything became clear.

She lowered her gaze, her eyes as cold and sharp as ice blades, piercing Song Chengming: "Where is Mr. Song taking Qingge? It seems you're not planning to tell me?"

The entire Jiang family came over and stood in a dark mass behind Jiang Zhou.

It was imposing.

Song Chengming remained calm and unhurried.

With a gentle and pleasant expression: "I understand that President Jiang has never liked me as his daughter. The marriage was sudden, and I was confused at the time, which led to this big mistake."

Now that she's fully awake, all she wants to do is get rid of this burden on the Jiang family and send her away. "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I will make sure she never sets foot in Jiangcheng again!"

He made a firm promise.

His expression was resolute.

There was absolutely no sign of a father showing affection for his daughter.

The Jiang family members finally managed to walk over from the Bentley behind them, only to hear such outrageous words. Jiang Yueming could no longer bear it: "Are you even human? That's your daughter! How could you say such disgusting things without batting an eye? You don't deserve to be a father!"

I advise Mr. Song not to act recklessly just because he's out of his mind, and to treat others like fools. Even the bag of trash I threw away yesterday didn't stink as much as you. Hurry up and hand over the person!

A woman dared to cross the river and point at him.

Song Chengming gritted his teeth: "President Jiang, your aunt's temper is far too explosive; she doesn't seem to take you seriously."

A head of a household should act like one.

Whether at home or outside, being able to manage other family members is what makes a qualified head of the household.

It seems that Jiang Zhou is only fierce outside, but at home he doesn't dare to utter a single word.

"President Song seems to take himself too seriously."

Jiang Zhou waved.

The doors of ten extended Bentleys opened instantly, and a group of men in black suits poured out.

They stomped their feet in unison.

"Please give your orders, Master Jiang!"

The deafening sound echoed above the Song family manor.

Seeing the Jiang family's attitude, Song Chengming dared not say anything more.

Even though the Jiang family is not as powerful as it used to be, the fact that they own ten extended Bentleys shows that their connections are far beyond what ordinary wealthy families can match.

Besides, he has only just taken the position of the most powerful family in Jiangcheng.

Offending the Jiang family might mean that Jiang Zhou, that madman, would relentlessly hound him.

Besides, he's a clever madman; even in death, he might be dragged down with him.

The Song family cannot afford even the slightest mistake now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to bring Song Qingge back today to find out about the Xu family's production chain.

As long as Song Qingge doesn't overestimate her abilities and get involved, he can pretend that today's events never happened.

The Jiang family must be afraid that if he really sent Song Qingge away, he would lose face.

After all, he was the one who took it upon himself to marry in place of her in the first place, and now he's doing it again. Such a large family definitely has to save face.

It's all about saving face.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have come to pick up Song Qingge and take her back.

Who knows how they'll boss Song Qingge around when they get back.

Fine, let them have their way.

Anyway, Song Qingge wouldn't have a good life back in the Jiang family.

He spoke gently with a smile: "Son-in-law, that's an exaggeration. There's no need for so many people to come. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were coming to beat up your father-in-law. I originally wanted to discuss ending this engagement with you, but I didn't expect that in just one month, you and Qingge would have such a good relationship."

"In that case, I won't presume to consider things for you. Butler Chen, quickly bring Miss over here."

Butler Chen obeyed the order and directed the two bodyguards to leave.

Please respectfully invite Song Qingge to step down.

He was a completely different person from before.

The aunts and uncles who had been called in to find fault with Song Qingge also shut their chattering mouths.

The Song family dared to provoke the Jiang family, but they didn't dare to.

They were just using the Song family's connections to do some small business and make a little money.

Offending the Jiang family is not a good thing.

So he immediately changed his tune, pretending to be concerned as he followed Song Qingge: "Little Ge, you should come home more often in the future. Your father often talks about you. He's getting older, so you have to be sensible."

"When has our Qingge ever been unreasonable? What are you saying? Won't your son-in-law laugh at you? Quickly, stop talking."

"Oh yes, yes, I'm clumsy and not good at speaking, Xiao Ge, please don't mind me and don't forget it."

Don't take it to heart!

Especially what was said in the room just now.

If she goes back and complains to her husband, the family business will be ruined.

She still wants to live a good life!

In reality, Song Qingge didn't remember these so-called relatives at all. Although they were all relatives of Song Chengming's side, she had gone to the countryside when she was five years old. At that time, these relatives all looked down on her and her grandmother for being poor.

When their mother was alive, they would scold her every time they saw her, saying that she was marrying above her station and was not good enough for their father.

She disliked her mother for coming from a rural background and not being able to help her father.

But wasn't Song Chengming from an ordinary background?

In what way do I deserve to be called a mother?

I just gave in because I wanted to find my grandmother's and mother's graves.

The current situation makes it impossible to leave Jiangcheng.

Why not take this opportunity to get Song Chengming to reveal where his grandmother and mother are?

"Qingge, when you return to the Jiang family, you must behave well and come home to visit often," Song Chengming said in a fatherly tone.

At first glance, he does resemble a father somewhat.

But it couldn't hide the pretense that there was no love in his eyes.

Song Qingge looked directly at him calmly: "I'm afraid Mr. Song won't be happy if I come back. Tell me where you moved my grandmother and mother."

Damn!

Song Chengming's expression changed, and he cursed inwardly.

I never expected her to be so bold. She really gave me a lot of face by saying this in front of outsiders.

Does she expect the Jiang family to back her up?

Dream on!

Jiang Yueming's clever mind immediately picked up on the matter and figured out the ins and outs.

Pointing at Song Chengming's nose, he cursed, "Oh, so that's why you were so kind today, letting your daughter come home. So you were just blackmailing her! Using your ex-wife and mother-in-law's remains as leverage, aren't you afraid of being haunted by their ghosts in your dreams tonight!"

Bai Qiuyue, who was listening in the back, turned pale.

She was the one who first suggested moving the remains. She felt uneasy when her husband moved them, but she didn't stop him.

She had also heard about Xie Yun's ghost returning to the Tang family.

That bitch wouldn't actually come back to haunt them, would she?!

She tugged at her husband's sleeve: "Honey, tell her the address, and hurry up and bury them back home."

Song Chengming clenched his teeth.

The masseter muscles on the sides of the cheeks are prominent, and the face is slightly flushed.

Giving up like this is too shameful!

While she was hesitating, Song Qingge spoke coldly again: "You have no choice. Even if you don't tell me where your grandmother and mother are, I can still find a way to do so."

But what you're trying to hide might one day become known to everyone.

She understood Song Chengming's purpose.

Prescribe the right medicine.

Sure enough, Song Chengming, who was still hesitating, immediately agreed upon hearing this: "You silly child, did I say I wouldn't tell you? Besides, I just want to find them a better place so they can live more peacefully."

He pointed northeast: "Go straight for 100 kilometers in the suburbs, my men are there. Go there, and I'll have them meet you."

Jiang Yueming searched the map in her mind.

A hundred kilometers outside the city, there is a wasteland between two cities, with only roads and factories.

Where is it called moving to a better place?

Song Qingge couldn't wait a moment longer and wanted to find the remains immediately.

Naturally, he asked Jiang Zhou, "Can you take me there? I don't have a car."

"Okay." Jiang Zhou replied gently without hesitation.

Before leaving, Song Qingge looked at the Song family manor, where the black aura was growing thicker, and then at the dense yin energy swirling around Song Chengming and his family.

She smiled faintly and said, "From today onwards, you'd better start doing some good deeds, or retribution will come."