326: Chapter 315: Why Don’t You Persuade Me?
326: Chapter 315: Why Don’t You Persuade Me?
“The matter can be big or small, depending on who you fight,” Old Master Song said.
“It’s a kid with the surname Bai, mostly a central figure in the Bai family,” Song Yun said softly.
“What’s it about?”
“This kid plans to propose to Li Yueyue, then Qingluan suggested that she personally visit their Bai family, and if that doesn’t work out, beat the kid up to get him to drop the idea of marrying Li Yueyue,” Song Yun said, a bit embarrassed.
“Ha-ha, Li Yueyue, I know her too, she’s a fine girl, I know a bit about her deeds, a good child.
Since that’s the case, the Bai family can be dealt with as you please, I’ll cover for you,” Old Master Song laughed heartily.
“Just make sure Qingluan doesn’t do it herself; that girl is nearly on the War God List, surpassing the Dragon List, and if it results in a fatality, I won’t be able to explain it to the Bai family.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll just give him a little lesson,” Song Yun laughed.
“Er, I’ve sorted this out for you, shouldn’t you also sort something out for me?” Old Master Song’s voice suddenly turned mysterious, making Song Yun feel uncomfortable.
“You just say it; as long as I can do it, it’s a done deal,” Song Yun said loudly, patting his chest.
After all, he didn’t have much to offer, and Old Master Song probably wouldn’t care about it.
“Quickly get me a grandchild.
The Song family has few connections, and your dad, Ergou, is out of the picture.
It’s all on you now, the fourth-generation successor.
Don’t you have plenty of good kids in your villa; why haven’t I heard a peep?
Great, that’s the old man’s only concern—to quickly hold a great-grandchild—but the matter of having children isn’t something one can accomplish alone.
It requires a man and a woman, yin and yang, a sustained effort in love-making, maybe then the girls in the villa could get pregnant.
But looking at the current situation in the villa, aside from having held Li Shishi’s hand and kissed her lips, he hadn’t done anything out of line, practically a paragon of virtue.
Where had his beastly instincts gone?
Song Yun was utterly puzzled.
Never mind Qingluan then; touching that girl could be fatal if things got intense.
Just Li Shishi alone, who’d done almost everything with her except the last step, each time he tried to hint at ‘that’ meaning, he’d get kicked out of bed, let alone with anyone else.
“This matter, I’ll try my best, you know it can’t be rushed,” Song Yun said with a wry smile, letting out a helpless sigh as he looked at the women next to him.
“I don’t care, how you do it is your business, I just want to see results.
Whoever carries a child for the Song family gets recorded in the family registry and enters the ancestral temple,” Old Master Song was quite resolute about this.
“Alright, alright, I’ll complete your task as soon as possible.
It’s getting late, you should rest early for your health, I’m going to sleep too, good night, Old Master Song,” Song Yun said in one breath then hung up the phone.
Mr.
Song laughed on the other end as he heard the busy tone.
Song Qingyan had just entered the room and seeing a smile on her father’s face, couldn’t help but ask, “Father, who were you talking to just now?”
“I was talking to your nephew, Song Yun.
That kid is a sly fox, a real slippery one, always ready to bail as soon as things sour, just like his dad, Ergou,” Mr.
Song laughed, tapping on the arm of his rosewood chair.
“Heh, naturally, my brother was also standout, Yun’er had to have taken after Brother Ergou in some ways,” Song Qingyan poured a glass of honey water for Mr.
Song and said, “It’s tough for Yun’er, being out there on his own.
How has he been doing lately?”
“That kid is living comfortably, even now discussing whether to bring down the Bai family’s sign,” Mr.
Song chuckled again.
“Even this method is just like his dad, whenever there’s trouble, he pushes it onto me, can you believe that?”
“Family is family, as long as he’s living comfortably, that’s good.
Right now, you are like a big shady tree for Yun’er, helping out wherever you can.”
“True, you’re right.
I heard there was trouble at your socialite event recently, do you need me to intervene?” Mr.
Song asked, resting his eyes.
“No need, those are just schemes by some petty people, not worth bringing up,” Song Qingyan also poured herself a glass of honey water, slowly drank it, then asked, “Has there been any news from Azure Dragon about Brother Ergou?”
“Not yet, once Ergou decides to run, no one will know where he is,” Mr.
Song stood up, walked out to the courtyard, pointing ahead, “Their branch of the family has been restless these days, do they really think I would hand over our ancestral legacy to someone else?”
“Although they are relatives, the main branch of the Song family risked their lives to earn everything.
Initially, seeing how hard it was for their branch, we gave them a few paths to follow.
But now their ambition grows larger, and they even dare to covet the position of Song Family Patriarch.
It’s time to put them in their place.”
“Then go ahead, each one has gotten too full of themselves after a couple days of good meals,” Song Qingyan chimed in.
“Why aren’t you advising me otherwise?” Mr.
Song was taken aback for a moment.
“Why would I?
What you say goes in the Song family, no one dares to refute your decisions,” Song Qingyan glanced at her father, knowing full well he was just blustering.
Those outside had likely already made arrangements, so why disrupt everything in a moment of anger?
“You, you are really sharp,” Mr.
Song laughed heartily.
“Of course, who do I take after?
Those branches might not have as much power as you, but they’ve also formed a sizable force.
It won’t be easy to crush them anytime soon.
It’s better to wait for Brother Ergou to return and use them as his whetstones,” Song Qingyan led her father back inside the house, advising him.
“What did Old Master Song say?” Qingluan asked impatiently, eager to know if her plan could be executed.
“Grandfather said it’s doable, just that you can’t be the one to act,” Song Yun replied nonchalantly.
“Why?” Qingluan said with a hint of grievance.
“It was my idea after all.”
“Because you don’t know your own strength, and if you end up killing someone, whose fault would that be, yours or mine?” Song Yun tapped his head.
“Sometimes you need to use your brain for these problems, not just resort to brute force.”
“So when are we going to find those Bai family people?” Li Yueyue eagerly asked on the side.
She wasn’t good at fighting, but when it came to plotting, she was an expert, and now she couldn’t wait to play some tricks on the Bai family members.
Seeing the excitement in the room, Song Yun sighed.
It seemed the Bai family was in for some trouble.