Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1436: Enough money, but no love

This was to remind Sheng Mian not to conflict with the two old men unless absolutely necessary.

Sheng Mian nodded, and her keen eyes noticed that the housekeeper had been standing at the door, and the door was still open.

Is Sang Qi being monitored by the housekeeper?

Sang Qi raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, probably sensing his concerns.

"It's not as scary as you think. Although I haven't gotten along with my grandparents, they haven't made things difficult for the younger generation. How can I put it, they believe in Buddhism too much, otherwise they wouldn't have left the Sang family in the early years and immediately went to the island. ."

Sang Qi walked to the door, thought of something, and reminded him.

"If there is a compromise, it is best not to go head-to-head."

Sheng Mian nodded, just because he was afraid there was no so-called compromise.

Sang Qi walked towards the study of the two old people.

Mr. Sang was sitting inside, dipping his brush in ink and writing on the paper.

The old lady stood aside and studied the ink, pausing for a few seconds from time to time, as if she wanted to say something, and finally sighed.

After the old man finished writing a few words, he spoke.

"Are you worried about your son?"

Songhai was their most proud heir, but now his hair turned gray overnight. No matter how hard-hearted he is, he cannot remain indifferent.

"I'm not worried about him. Who else should I worry about? I'm most satisfied with Xiao Hai."

The old man put down the brush in his hand and pondered for a few seconds.

"That kid's name is Fu Yancheng, right? The information is pretty good, but he is currently wanted by China. Until China's wanted order is resolved, he is a fugitive. Not only that, you also know him."

Neither of them spoke. The old lady began to turn the beads on her wrist and muttered something.

There was a knock on the study door, and Sang Qi walked in after receiving permission.

"grandparents."

The old man didn't even raise his head, the old lady was still reciting Buddhist words in her mouth, and there was a smell of ink in the study.

"Mianmian and Fu Yancheng truly love each other. Can grandparents please stop making things difficult for her?"

The old lady held the Buddhist beads in her hand for a moment and said in a graceful tone, "Your grandfather and I have never thought of embarrassing anyone in the Sang family. Now that we have become the head of the family, we must abide by the rules. Without rules, there will be no rules. The fortune teller said it back then. , if Songhai and Zhongxia get together, it will bring disaster to him in the future. Sometimes people have to believe in fate. Your grandfather and I have never looked the other way in so many years."

It seems that the two old people had long known that it was Zhongxia who married into the Sang family, but they had already retreated in seclusion at that time, thinking that their children and grandchildren would be blessed by themselves, so they did not deal with it in a big way.

But once the beads were broken, the two had to re-examine the matter.

Sang Qi lowered his eyelashes, wanting to refute but feeling powerless. "Then grandparents, can you please check carefully and find out who stole my little sister back then?"

The two old men had already heard about everything that had happened recently in the Sang family.

The old lady sighed slightly and raised her hand to rub her eyebrows.

"No one can tell what happened over the past twenty years. Everything may have been fate."

One sentence is fate, which directly ignores all the grievances Sheng Mian has suffered over the years.

Sang Qi suddenly didn't know what to say, because they were too particular about the so-called cause and effect cycle.

It is believed that all the results obtained now are the causes of what was sown in the past.

He quietly retreated out. When he stood at the door of the study, he could still hear the sounds coming from the hall. Everyone was talking about Sheng Mian, and some people even wanted to do another paternity test.

But the two old men had already acknowledged Sheng Mian's identity, and no matter how unwilling they were, they would not dare to act recklessly here.

Sang Qi's eyes locked on Sang Qiuyin.

Sang Qiuyin raised his head fiercely, and their eyes met.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Sang Qiuyin sneered and left first.

Others were still discussing, but the object of discussion changed from Sheng Mian to Sang Qiuyin.

Sang Qiuyin's performance just now was too radical.

"His intention is too obvious. He wants to occupy the Sang family's shares."

"It's normal. He doesn't have a son. I heard that there are more than a dozen women in the house, but none of them are pregnant so far."

"The only daughter is still an arrogant fool, no wonder she broke the defense."

The other Sang family members all have sons, but Sang Qiuyin's wife gave birth to a daughter. The daughter is very lavish with money, often spending millions on a few male models. She is simply the male version of Sang Qi.

However, as a member of the Sang family, millions are just a waste of money. No one said anything, at most they just laughed at Sang Qiuyin.

When he was young, he had five daughters at night, and it was in front of his newlywed wife. As a result, the wife gave birth to a daughter, and the other lovers were not even pregnant. It was later found out that Sang Qiuyin had asthenozoospermia, and his daughter was his only one. children.

But he still refused to give up and still had seven or eight women at home. This not only embarrassed his daughter, but also slapped his real wife in the face.

He has never been shy about this, and he does not favor his so-called decent wife. After all, he has become a yellow-faced woman as he gets older.

As for the so-called daughter, he is even more carefree, with enough money but no love.

(End of this chapter)