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Chapter 475: Chapter 473: Just Live Well
Mr. Song’s face turned dark in an instant, "What did you say?"
He could hardly believe his own ears!
Their beloved granddaughter-in-law had been suffering abuse in the Lu Family this whole time?!
Holy moly!
Was it still possible to kill those two dogs of the Lu Family now?!!!
Mr. Song almost slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
Song Sinian raised his hand to pat Mr. Song on the shoulder, "Those two dogs of the Lu Family have already been sent abroad to mine coal, they will never appear before Zhaozhao again in their lifetimes."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Song’s rage finally subsided a bit, "Thinking about what they did to Zhaozhao, sending them abroad to mine coal is letting them off easy!"
Song Sinian nodded, "I feel the same, so I added quite a few extra tasks for them, ensuring their second halves of their lives will be very ’entertaining.’"
His voice was as calm as usual, but the chilling undertone almost made Mr. Song, who was well-accustomed to the cutthroat business world, shudder.
Mr. Song rubbed his arms, suddenly feeling like Song Sinian’s "extra tasks" must be censored, otherwise they must be quite gruesome.
The old butler also clearly felt the murderous intent emanating from Song Sinian.
He coughed lightly, directly changing the subject, "Cough cough... then this child... what does the lady plan to do with it?"
Song Sinian’s gaze slowly retracted, "As for this matter, I will consult her opinion later before discussing it. As for the children from these families, let them stay at the Song Mansion for the time being. As for the excuse, you all think of one."
With that, he left directly.
Mr. Song watched Song Sinian’s retreating figure and couldn’t help but sigh, "I never imagined that just bringing a few children from the side branches into the house would cause such a mess."
What Mr. Song didn’t expect even more so, was that Lu Zhaozhao had grown up in abuse.
He thought of Lu Zhaozhao, that kindhearted child, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.
How could they have laid their hands on such a good child?
As Mr. Song thought about this, he suddenly thought of the several children sent over, each of them seemingly well-behaved and understanding, with pretty and presentable appearances—who could have imagined that among such children, there were also those who had been abused?
Mr. Song couldn’t resist a long sigh, "Butler, do you think I’m getting old? That I’m no longer effective?"
The old butler couldn’t help but laugh, "Mr. Song, forgive me for being frank, but I think you’re just too idle."
"..."
The corner of Mr. Song’s mouth twitched, and he gave the old butler a white glance.
He really had been with this old fellow for too long and was becoming increasingly undisciplined.
Though Mr. Song seemed so disapproving on the surface, he had long since regarded the old butler as one of his own and didn’t really mind his teasing.
Of course, the old butler understood Mr. Song’s temperament as well. He picked up the teapot from the table, poured a cup of tea for Mr. Song, and continued, "When the young master only had eyes for work, you were just worried about his health. You would think that if you were gone, who in the house could stay and continue to take care of the young master. You wouldn’t think about whether the young master would get married and have children, nor would you worry about whether he could be close to you. Now that the young master not only has a wife but also has grown close to you, you have other demands..."
"..."
Although Mr. Song wanted to argue, he felt that the old butler made a lot of sense.
When did he start raising his expectations for Song Sinian and the others so much?
Indeed, people are never satisfied.
Mr. Song’s previously anxious heart settled in an instant.
His only demand for Song Sinian had always been simple, to live well.
Now that this requirement had been fulfilled, what more could he possible want?
Thinking this, Mr. Song’s eyes, usually sharp and calculating, instantly filled with laughter, "You make a good point. Come, come, notify the other branches first, and then join me for a couple of games!"
"..."
As night fell, only after comforting Yuan Yuan did Lu Zhaozhao return to the bedroom.
Upon opening the door, she saw Song Sinian sitting on the sofa, reading a book and waiting for her.
He was dressed in a deep blue silk pajama, with his legs leisurely crossed, exuding an indescribable air of nobility and aloofness from a distance.
The moment he heard the door open, he looked up, and the cool and lofty aura instantly transformed into utter indulgence as he gazed at her.
The moment Lu Zhaozhao entered, her empty heart was filled.
She had just gone to soothe Yuan Yuan but was forced to recall unpleasant memories from her past.
She might have grown up, but her mood was naturally not much better when attacked by the memories of the past.
Lu Zhaozhao took a deep breath, hurriedly stepped inside, and went straight to the couch to nestle into Song Sinian’s embrace.
Her little face rubbed against his chest in his arms, without saying a word.
Song Sinian looked down and gently kissed her forehead, then put down the book and hugged her tightly, "You’ve worked hard, baby."
Lu Zhaozhao, hearing his address, couldn’t help but look up at Song Sinian with a hint of surprise at his sudden term of endearment.
Song Sinian smiled lightly, "What? Is it wrong for my wife to become my baby?"
Lu Zhaozhao couldn’t help but laugh, "No, it’s very nice."
The moniker gave her a feeling of security.
Song Sinian gently patted her back and after a moment spoke slowly, "The distant relatives who came to the Song Mansion, Mr. Song has already sent people to deal with them, and the children will stay at the Song Mansion for now. Do whatever you want to do; just go for it. I’ve got your back, do you understand?"
His concerned gaze was on Lu Zhaozhao, slightly worried about her emotions.
Lu Zhaozhao nodded in his embrace, "I know. Even if you didn’t say it, I’d know whom to count on to support me in times like these."
Song Sinian saw that her mood wasn’t too affected by the situation and privately heaved a sigh of relief.
He raised his hand to rub her head and then asked, "So, how do you plan to handle this matter?"
Lu Zhaozhao tilted her head to look at Song Sinian, "I want to help Yuan Yuan reclaim everything she owns and then arrange a suitable adoption for her."
Song Sinian nodded in agreement; they shared the same view on this point.
But... finding a guardian for the child might not be that easy.
Song Sinian thought of the previous discussion with Zhao Xi on this matter and felt a headache coming on just thinking about it.
The other Song Family branches were certainly out of the question; if Yuan Yuan’s own uncle couldn’t accommodate her, it was even less likely for other interrelated Song Family branches.
As for others, Song Sinian didn’t have any suitable candidate in mind at the moment.
If Lu Zhaozhao were to leave her with Old Master Song, he sure would be diverted, but it wouldn’t be much benefit to the child’s growth...
