"Yes, I am the boss of the Heavenly Fund."
Song Qingyi looked at her daughter-in-law and said with a smile, "I established the Heavenly Fund before Shen Lang went missing. At that time, it wasn't very large, and few people knew about it. I didn't manage it myself; it was handled by my agent.
Nineteen years have passed, and the scale of the Heavenly Fund has far exceeded my imagination. However, my agent's ambition has also grown beyond measure. Especially after Shen Tianjun and I divorced, the other party has been trying to push me out. But I've resolved every crisis with ease.
Song Qingyi continued, "I'm no longer interested in playing games with them, so I'm handing over the Heavenly Fund to you two. The file bag contains my entire sixty percent stake, which I've transferred to Yu Yan. Shen Lang, you must help your wife protect it."
Hearing Song Qingyi's words, Shen Lang and Wang Yu Yan were so shocked they couldn't speak for a long time.
No one expected that Song Qingyi, who had been searching for her son all these years, would own such a large fund company, nor that she would so easily transfer sixty percent of her shares.
"Mom, I can't accept so many shares. I can't bear the responsibility."
Wang Yu Yan held the file bag, her expression solemn. "Please invalidate this agreement."
"Silly girl, what are you talking about? As your mother, aren't I also yours?"
Song Qingyi smiled. "I once had a passionate pursuit of power and wealth. But after Shen Lang went missing and I searched for him for nineteen years, that desire has long since faded. Now, I just want to live a peaceful life. Let you young people handle these power struggles."
Speaking of which, Song Qingyi cautioned Shen Lang, "Help Yu Yan well. I don't want everything I built to fall into someone else's hands. Since you could take over South Kingdom Technology, I'm sure you can take over the Heavenly Fund."
"Mom, don't worry. If it belongs to us, I won't let anyone snatch it away."
Shen Lang looked at Song Qingyi and smiled. "I don't object to you going traveling, but you must send us photos and videos regularly to let us know you're safe, so we don't worry. You know, we're not at ease with you traveling alone."
"Kid, what do you think your mother is? A weak woman with no strength to even hold a chicken, or a village woman who's never left home?"
Song Qingyi looked at Shen Lang and smiled. "When I was young, I traveled the world and mingled with the prodigal sons of every country. If I hadn't gotten pregnant with you, the moment I married Shen Tianjun, I would have surely made a great impact on the world. Perhaps I would be a financial magnate dominating a continent by now."
"Never mind, let's not talk about this. Thinking about it brings back memories of that scoundrel Shen Tianjun, it makes me angry."
As Song Qingyi said this, she slowly stood up. At that moment, a woman in red pushed a suitcase out of Song Qingyi's room.
Shen Lang knew this woman in red. Her name was Hong Fo, and she was Song Qingyi's personal assistant. He didn't know anything else about her.
Hong Fo was very mysterious and usually didn't talk much. Shen Lang knew very little about her. However, being his mother's personal assistant, Shen Lang knew that Hong Fo was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Alright, let's go then."
Song Qingyi smiled and said to Hong Fo, "Is the plane ready?"
"It's ready. Your private jet will appear at Nanling Airport in two minutes. If we go now, we can board immediately and leave Nanling."
Song Qingyi looked at Shen Lang with reluctance. "Shen Lang, Mom is leaving. Take good care of Yu Yan, and don't you dare bully her. If she suffers any injustice, I'll settle with you when I return."
Saying this, Song Qingyi turned to Wang Yu Yan. "Yu Yan, if Shen Lang bullies you, you must tell Mom. Although he's my son, my daughter-in-law is like a daughter to me. I will absolutely not favor him."
"Mom, I understand. Please take good care of yourself when you're out."
Wang Yu Yan was deeply touched by Song Qingyi's concern. "Call us often, because we'll always be thinking of you."
This time, Song Qingyi didn't say anything further. After casting a reluctant glance at her daughter-in-law and son, she quickly left the Song family manor with Hong Fo.
After Song Qingyi left, Shen Lang and Wang Yu Yan did not leave the Song family manor. They stayed there until evening before returning to their villa.
When Shen Lang and Wang Yu Yan returned to the villa, Ye Shishi was already home. Ye Shishi was lying seductively on the sofa, playing with Mei Guo'er in her arms.
Wang Yu Yan didn't greet Ye Shishi and went straight back to her room.
After Wang Yu Yan left, Shen Lang smiled, sat beside Ye Shishi, and pulled her into his arms. "Shishi, you were frightened today. It's my fault."
"What does this have to do with you? It was the people from the Killing Dao Association. Besides, you saved me immediately. I should be thanking you."
Ye Shishi looked at Shen Lang tenderly. "We haven't known each other for just one day, so you don't need to apologize to me. A man of iron bones shouldn't apologize easily, even to his own woman."
"Alright, if that's the case, I won't say it again."
Shen Lang looked at Ye Shishi and smiled. "You were so scared today. How about I give you a massage to calm your nerves? That's acceptable, right?"
"Fine, I'll give you a chance to serve this lady. Giving me a massage is something you can brag about for the rest of your life."
Ye Shishi had changed in many ways, but some things remained the same, like her unwavering narcissism.
Shen Lang didn't argue, as he used to. Instead, he went along with her words and smiled, "Yes, yes, it's my honor to massage Miss Ye."
"Hehe, now you're acting more like it."
Ye Shishi glanced at Shen Lang with satisfaction and smiled. "In that case, let's see your performance."
For the next hour, Shen Lang massaged Ye Shishi. Finally, Ye Shishi, completely relaxed, fell into a deep sleep.
Shen Lang didn't wake Ye Shishi. He picked her up and gently placed her on the bed.
However, just as Shen Lang was tucking Ye Shishi in and about to leave the room, her phone rang.
Fearing that the ringtone would disturb Ye Shishi's rest, Shen Lang walked over and picked up the phone.
But just as Shen Lang was about to hang up casually, the caller's name made him freeze instantly.
The caller was none other than someone Shen Lang was very familiar with—Gu Qinghan.