Reborn after the apocalypse, my whole family is stockpiling like crazy!

Old Master Song didn't even raise his eyelids and didn't care at all about Chen Ying's provocative words.

Seeing Mr. Song's indifferent attitude, he instantly became angry, grabbed Mr. Song's hair, and forced him to look up and look at him.

"You said, wouldn't it be better for me to be your daughter-in-law of the Song family? If you insist on making trouble, old man, then don't blame me for being cruel. Your good son would rather marry that sickly woman than be with me."

"Song Jianguo, who do you think your son is? Let me tell you, when he died, the people he was most worried about were you and his sickly wife. It's a pity that the sickly wife wanted to go with him."

"But me! How can I let her get her wish? She wants to die, but I won't let her die!" Chen Ying stared at Mr. Song ferociously, her whole expression seemed distorted.

Chen Ying's words made Old Master Song stare at her fiercely, his eyes full of disbelief: "What? You said Xiaoying is still alive?"

Seeing that Mr. Song cared about her so much, Chen Ying became even angrier: "Xiaoying, Xiaoying!!"

"Song Jianguo, you're really affectionate when you call me. Since you're almost dying, how about I tell you some good news?"

Chen Ying circled around Old Man Song and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Let me tell you a secret. Your eldest son and your sickly daughter-in-law have given birth to a little grandson for you!"

"That kid is really good-looking. He inherited his father's looks, but...hahahahahaha!"

Hearing Chen Ying's arrogant laughter, Mr. Song could no longer hold back his emotions because of Chen Ying's words, and yelled at Chen Ying: "Chen Ying, you, what did you do to my grandson? I tell you, you, you..."

Mr. Song's voice gradually became quieter halfway through. He was already in his sixties, and at this moment he didn't dare to face what Chen Ying said. He was afraid that the hope he had just gained would be shattered in an instant.

As for the little grandson mentioned by Chen Ying, he hoped that he could still be alive, and hoped that he could still be alive, but...

He was unwilling to face the fact that there was no such thing.

Chen Ying looked at Mr. Song's expression, the corners of her mouth raised with satisfaction. She looked at him with contempt, her heart full of pride and happiness.

"Since you are about to die, I will tell you that your eldest daughter-in-law and little grandson are still alive."

Because of Chen Ying's words, Mr. Song just wanted to rejoice in his heart, but because of the second half of Chen Ying's sentence, his limbs stiffened instantly.

"But, both of them are living a life worse than death."

Old Master Song looked at Chen Ying with a dark face, his eyes full of hatred: "You, he is just a child!!"

"child?"

Chen Ying's voice instantly rose, her eyes full of madness.

"If your son had listened to me and married me, not only would his mission be successful, he wouldn't have died, and it would be mine and his child. But he insisted on marrying that sickly girl!"

"That child shouldn't have existed in the first place!!!" Chen Ying yelled out word by word.

"This child who shouldn't have existed, I'm so kind that I can still let him live!"

"But don't worry..."

Having said this, Chen Ying's expression relaxed a little, as if she remembered something. Even her expression softened a bit, and she stopped talking.