Chapter 45

When Song Yunnian opened the door, she saw Song Wanxing sitting obediently in the living room watching cartoons.

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. Was this kid actually being this well-behaved?

“Sister Nian, you’re back.”

Song Wanxing jumped off the sofa and thoughtfully brought her slippers, placing them right in front of her.

Song Yunnian put on the slippers, walked over, and sat down. She pulled out her phone and tossed it to Song Wanxing. “I’m too lazy to cook today. We’re ordering takeout. Pick whatever you want.”

“Okay.” Song Wanxing obediently took the phone to order food.

Song Yunnian glanced at him, a flicker of softness crossing her eyes. When Song Wanxing wasn’t causing trouble, he was actually quite sweet.

In truth, she hadn’t exactly lost out seven years ago. At the very least, she had Song Wanxing, and she had raised him quite well.

Song Wanxing felt a chill from Song Yunnian’s gaze. He quickly rubbed his chin and said, “Sister Nian, although I know I’m handsome, you don’t have to stare at me like that.”

Song Yunnian rolled her eyes. “Get lost!”

She let out a cold snort. “If your sister were still alive, she definitely wouldn’t piss me off every other day like you do.”

Song Yunnian had given birth to two children back then. She had never hidden the fact that Song Feier had killed one of them from Song Wanxing. From a young age, Song Wanxing knew that Song Feier was his enemy.

Song Wanxing put his hands on his hips. “You heartless woman. If I hadn’t made money for you, where would you have gotten the funds to do so many things?”

Hearing this, Song Yunnian’s eyes softened again.

Song Wanxing was precocious. They had indeed struggled in the early years, but that was all in the past. Things were different now.

“Sister Nian, let’s go to that old man Director Wang’s house and extort some money from him. After all, I’ve been stuck with the reputation of being his son for several years.”

After hearing this, Song Yunnian simply ignored him.

“Haven’t we already verified it? That old man isn’t your father. I went and dug up his grave, and the DNA didn’t match. If you try to swindle the Wang Family, don’t be surprised when you trip yourself up.”

Song Wanxing curled his lip. “Didn’t he already kick the bucket? Who would know?”

Song Yunnian snorted. “Walls have ears. I suggest you give up on that idea.”

Song Wanxing asked, “Then who is my father?”

“I don’t know.” Song Yunnian shook her head. “Anyway, it’s not like this is your first day without a dad. Haven’t you adjusted yet?”

Song Yunnian spoke in a light tone specifically to keep the topic from getting awkward.

Although Song Wanxing was mischievous, he had never made a fuss about the father situation.

Song Yunnian didn’t know if, deep down, he was hoping for a father figure to appear in his life.

“Fair point,” Song Wanxing nodded.

Regardless, having one or not made no difference to him. He could find his own ways to make money to support himself and Song Yunnian.

At worst, he could just find a sucker.

Just then, the doorbell rang. The takeout had arrived.

Song Yunnian went to the door to get the food. She walked into the kitchen to unpack it, transferring the dishes onto nicer plates.

Song Wanxing’s eyes darted around as he picked up his own phone and sent a message to Fu the Sucker.

[Sister Nian’s WeChat and other contact info. Sale price: one thousand yuan. Honest prices for all.]

Inside the Fu Family study.

Fu Yanchen received Song Wanxing’s message. His eyes narrowed. Song Wanxing had just asked him for five million earlier today.

Was he really that short on cash?

Fu Yanchen didn’t usually use social media apps, but he immediately registered an account and transferred one thousand yuan to Song Wanxing.

Soon, Song Yunnian’s WeChat profile was pushed to him, along with her phone number and other information.

Fu Yanchen clicked ‘Add,’ and the request was quickly accepted on the other end.

If it were Song Yunnian herself, she definitely wouldn’t have agreed to the add. Fu Yanchen knew Song Wanxing was helping, so he agreed to the boy’s terms without a second thought.

He clicked into Song Yunnian’s Moments to take a look. There wasn’t much information, only a few group photos from competitions.

In one of them, a refined and handsome man stood beside Song Yunnian with a faint smile.

A dark glint flashed in Fu Yanchen’s eyes. Was this the person Song Wanxing said was pursuing Song Yunnian?