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"That's the attitude of most of us."

Ming Chengdong glanced at Qin Taoyao coldly, "If you want us to admit it, this is the only way you can do it."

"you--"

Xiang Feng looked almost angry.

These words are actually no different from persecution.

Because Song Yuhan would never accept such manipulation.

Even if Qin Taoyao didn't exist now, he wouldn't be able to compromise on the Xiang family's business.

Not to mention that Song Yuhan hated persecution the most.

"Sorry, Uncle Xiang, I may offend you by talking like this."

Song Yuhan protected Qin Taoyao behind him, "But I'm really not interested in the Xiang family's business, and Mr. Ming doesn't need to show such hostility."

Xiang Feng's face suddenly darkened, "What are you talking about?"

Qin Taoyao raised her eyebrows slightly in confusion, but Song Yuhan's words had already rushed out, "I will definitely not refuse to help Xiangjia in the future, but I think it is really unnecessary to argue over these unreasonable things. ”

"——And, Ming Chengdong, apologize to my wife."

Song Yuhan's tone became sharp.

In the business world, it may be regarded as respect for elders, but when it comes to Qin Taoyao, only Qin Taoyao is the most important.

The air in the room seemed to condense.

Xiang Feng frowned and shouted: "Yuhan..."

"Apologise." Song Yuhan repeated.

Ming Chengdong already had no face, so how could he lower his head again? Both parties were very embarrassed. In the end, he waved his hands and walked away angrily.

Only the remaining four were left.

Song Yuhan lowered his eyes, "Uncle Xiang, let's go out too so we won't disturb your rest."

Xiang Feng didn't say a word, but he responded to his wife and rolled up his sleeves to pick up the debris on the ground, "Okay, you can go out, it's enough for me to be here."

Song Yuhan hugged Qin Taoyao and went out. With all the fuss, no one paid attention to this meal.

Returning to the room where the two of them were staying temporarily, Song Yuhan said, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Maybe I'm just thinking too much...but Uncle Xiang's attitude is really a bit strange."

Why did Ming Chengdong say that when he was obviously a bit hysterical?

Apart from intensifying conflicts, Qin Taoyao could not think of any other effect.

In particular, Song Yuhan has firmly stated his attitude more than once.

Song Yuhan was not surprised, he said lightly, "Just think that Uncle Xiang is sick and confused, and talks indiscriminately."

"But he may not be tempted."

As for who is being tested, it is self-evident.

Qin Taoyao shrugged, "Your family feud is too complicated——"

Potian's wealth and family fortune have to be fought to the death.

It's comparable to fighting for the throne in ancient times.

"They and I are not in the same family." Song Yuhan pressed the woman's lips with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "You and I are."

Qin Taoyao: "..."

"I won't get involved in the Xiang family's business, and I don't care what Uncle Xiang wants to do."

Song Yuhan lay down on the bed with her, "Just think of it as a reward for him."

He may not mind being drawn out and drawing fire.

But Xiang's kindness comes first.

At least, Xiang Jia would not harm him, so he just stepped back and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"As long as you know it in your heart."

It took Qin Taoyao a long time to say this, then she reached out and hugged the man's neck.

Song Yuhan lowered his head and held her in his arms, kissing her forehead, "We don't have to worry about them making trouble."

Instead of fighting openly and secretly with others every day, it would be better to hold Qin Taoyao and be gentle for a while.

On the other side, Ming Chengdong returned to his residence and beat the living room to pieces.

Looking at the scene in front of him, which was like a typhoon passing through, he still couldn't get rid of his anger.

"Xiang Feng looked at me. I have nothing to say. Who is Song Yuhan? He dares to look at me like this."

Ming Chengdong spat heavily into the air, "I don't even know what Qin Taoyao is, a disgraceful star, but Song Yuhan can still be regarded as a treasure."

When he calmed down a little, the confidant under his hand followed him and said with a cautious smile: "Mr. Xiang is sick and confused. You should not argue with him now. Instead, he will be pushed further and further away."

Ming Chengdong was quite annoyed, "Why don't I know that the sicker I am, the less clear my mind becomes, but I still refuse to give an accurate answer - I'm not the only one who is worried."

"No matter how good Song Yuhan is, he is still an outsider, and people's hearts can change easily!"

Ming Chengdong paced back and forth anxiously.

The confidant's eyes flashed and he hesitated: "Didn't someone say that Song Yuhan is Mr. Xiang's child..."

"impossible!"

Ming Chengdong answered categorically that Song Yuhan could never be Xiang Feng's child. He absolutely understood this - if it were true, the matter would be simpler.

"But there are still many people down there who feel this way, and it has become a stumbling block." A confidant said quietly, "In the end, we still have to come up with evidence, such as a paternity test and the like."

Ming Chengdong was about to curse, "The more you talk, the more out of tune you are! How capable are you that you can approach Xiang Feng without anyone noticing? Or are you approaching Song Yuhan?"

"Sir, don't be impatient."

The confidant smiled calmly, "It's not from Mr. Xiang, but from another person."

Ming Chengdong suddenly stopped.

"What other person? Please tell me clearly."

The confidant said word by word: "Song Zhenghe."

"Didn't Song Zhenghe always doubt Song Yuhan's identity? He didn't dare to verify it. Since Mr. Song is sure that Song Yuhan is not Mr. Xiang's child, he must be Song Zhenghe's child."

"If this matter is true, Song Zhenghe will definitely not stand idly by. How can a person like him, the most honorable person, let his son fulfill his filial piety for others."

"The mess made by the old Song family is enough for Song Yuhan to drink a pot of, and Mr. Xiang's idea is even more untenable."

Ming Chengdong asked: "Do you have a way to ask the Song family and his son to do a paternity test?"

"If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't bring it up. Sir, just let me do it."

Ming Chengdong looked him up and down. After all, he was still a very trusting person, so he nodded in agreement: "Since you have confidence, then go ahead and do it."

"Hurry up, if anything happens to Xiang Feng, it will be in vain to gain the advantage of Song."

The confidant hurriedly agreed to go down and made a phone call after walking far away.

"Yes, our husband has agreed... We can start now... Of course, the sooner the better. As long as it is proven that Song Yuhan is not Song Zhenghe's son, how can he have any claim to inheritance?"

"When the time comes, everything in the Song family will be divided between you. With our husband's help behind the scenes, are you still afraid that you won't be able to get any benefits?"

After some persuasion, the people from the Song family on the opposite side seemed to finally put aside their worries and gritted their teeth and replied: "Okay, I will arrange the people right away, and you will be ready as well."

"Then we will have a happy cooperation - Mr. Song Qiankun."