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"Alright."

Song Qinghuan also discovered that ever since her grades came down, the old lady had loved her even more. Song Shuyao, who was sitting next to Xia Runan, stared fiercely at Song Qinghuan. She had lost a lot of weight after being locked up in the hospital for more than a month.

Xia Ruannan squeezed the hand by her side as she was afraid that her precious daughter would do something stupid. She knew that the old lady was trying to show her kindness.

The dining tables were filled with over a dozen people waiting for the old granny to speak. The old granny looked at them kindly, but once she became angry, her dignity would not be something an ordinary person could bear. She did not speak, and even the juniors stood up straight, not daring to breathe.

He was afraid that the fire would burn him.

Only Song Qinghuan, who was sitting below the old man, had a peaceful smile on her face. She poured tea and passed it to him, "Grandmother, have some tea."

She had personally brewed this flowery tea, so the old lady was very satisfied with Song Qinghuan's cooking skills.

Finally, the old lady brought a cup of tea from Song Qinghuan and said: "Mother Wu, serve the dishes."

Mother Wu, who was waiting at the side, immediately made the kitchen start serving dishes. Four young servants dressed in uniform brought one beautiful plate after another onto the table. The table was long and was divided into different dining sections, and in the middle of the table, there were even some low level decorations.

After the dishes were served, the old lady raised her head and looked at the people seated below her. She said, "Call everyone back for a reunion dinner today. I have two things to announce."

The moment the mother and son received the old lady's gaze, they immediately felt a sense of unease.

The old lady's voice was calm, and her eyes didn't waver at all. She said in a deep voice, "One, I've decided to transfer 2% of the shares I own to Huanhuan."

"Mom!"

When the old lady said this, her two sons and daughter, as well as her two daughter-in-law all looked at her in shock. Wasn't this a bit too biased?

"Grandmother." Song Qinghuan gently tugged on the old lady's wrist. At this moment, her mood was extremely complicated.

"Two," The old lady didn't care about the crowd. She looked at Song Shuyao with a heavy gaze and said unhurriedly, "I've decided to send Shuyao out of the country. Since you and your wife are busy with your work, then let Song Lan manage it for you!"

Once the old lady's words came out, Xia Ruannan and Song Shuyao felt as if they were in an icehouse!

They weren't stupid enough to think that the old lady really wanted to send Song Shuyao out of the country for cultivation. This was pure transportation. Once Song Shuyao left the country, she wouldn't be able to come back without the old lady's permission.

This was equivalent to declaring that Song Shuyao no longer had the right to inherit the Song Family!

"Grandma, I know I was wrong." Song Shuyao got up and ran over to the old lady's side. She bent her knees and grabbed the old lady's arm, kneeling down.

I was really tricked by them. Grandmother, please calm down. I'm not going out to play anymore. Wuu …." "Grandmother, your grandson truly knows his mistake. I will never dare to offend you again.

Song Shuyao immediately burst into tears.

Song Lan, who sat opposite Xia Ruannan, was the old lady's daughter. Although she had been overseas for the past few years, she would bring her family back to spend the holidays with the old lady. Not only would she send her son back for the old lady's filial piety during the winter and summer holidays.

In the Song Family, the eldest grandson, Song Mingxiu was the old lady's favorite, followed by Song Lan's son, Song Qianyu. However, ever since Song Qinghuan received the notice from the Star Han Music Academy, Song Qinghuan's favor was only second to Song Mingxiu's.

Send Song Shuyao abroad?

How could Song Qinghuan just watch as Song Shuyao left the country? Rather than leaving her bomb out of sight, she might as well put it right in front of her. Thus, Song Qinghuan knelt down to plead on her old lady's behalf.

With Song Qinghuan's beginning, the family of old and young all begged for mercy for Song Shuyao.

The old lady's face was extremely unsightly.

In the end, it was still Song Qinghuan who begged the old lady not to send Song Shuyao abroad. Instead, she suggested that Song Shuyao should go to school with her in Wan Ning City.

At this moment, the silent Song Mingxiu put down the cup of tea in his hand. He wiped his mouth slowly and said to the old lady, "Grandmother, I agree with Huanhuan's suggestion."

"Mingxiu?"

"Grandmother, please listen to me first." Song Mingxiu looked at Song Qinghuan and returned his gaze to the old lady, "I've been busy preparing a new project."

"What project?"

"If we let the Song Family enter the entertainment industry, I'm very optimistic about the profits from the film and television industries. Once the project starts, my focus will also be shifted to Wan Ning City," Song Mingxiu said with a slight smile, "At that time, Huanhuan and Shuyao will personally take care of me."

Since Song Mingxiu had already spoken, the old lady could no longer refute him. The old man sighed and waved his hand, "Do whatever you want. I'm old now, so I can't care about you anymore."

This could be considered as sparing Song Shuyao's punishment.

"Let's eat."

Xia Ruannan's worried heart finally relaxed. Song Lan, who was sitting opposite of her, let out a small sneer. Her red lips slightly lifted, and when everyone was almost done eating, she spoke up, "Is Mingxiu joining the entertainment industry for the sake of our family's Huanhuan?"

The old lady frowned and said, "What does this have to do with Huanhuan?"

Song Lan feigned surprise, "Mom, you don't know?"

"What do I know?" The old lady looked around at her children.

Song Lan put down the tableware in her hands and wiped the corner of her mouth as she handed the phone over. She smiled and said, "Our family's Huanhuan is a celebrity now. Not only did she act out someone else's MV, she even received the title 'National First Love'. She is preparing to enter the entertainment industry in the future."

"Pah!" The old lady slammed the chopsticks in her hands onto the table and angrily scolded, "What entertainment industry? Huanhuan will enter the arts industry and become an artist at the National Theatre!"

As far as the old lady was concerned, the entertainment circle didn't enter her eyes at all.

"…"

The atmosphere that had finally calmed down suddenly dropped to zero once again. Song Qinghuan quickly explained to the old lady: "Grandmother, don't be angry. The director of this video is Aunt Qiu. I'm just doing her a favor. In the future, I'll study more."

The old lady was then coaxed to her senses, but she was obviously in a bad mood so she left the table in advance.

When the old lady left, the atmosphere at the dining table changed again.

The three Song siblings looked at their brotherly and sisterly relationship, but it was all plastic. Everyone wanted the shares in the old lady's hands.

Amongst the younger generation, each of them only had 1% of their original shares. His grandson Song Qianyi had already started his internship at the company during the summer vacation, while Song Mingxiu, who had already officially entered the company, had the majority.

However, now that Song Qinghuan had another two percent of the original shares given to her by the old lady, she was immediately ahead of them by a large margin. How could they possibly take this?

There was a table full of delicious dishes. The chef's skills were very good, but the people at the table didn't know what to eat. Song Qinghuan was already used to it, because this family would never have family members to eat with.

Song Lan straightforwardly lit up a cigarette in frustration.

Song Qinghuan was fuming because of her cigarette. She wiped her mouth and stood up, "I'm full. Everyone take your time. I'm going to go up to see Grandma."

Someone gritted his teeth and whispered, "We only know how to hug your thighs!"

Song Qinghuan pretended not to hear him.