Song Song was so shocked that she thought she was being harassed. In her panic, she stomped hard on the other party’s foot and cursed, "Bastard, let go!"
Di Xing winced in pain and imdiately let go, pitifully saying, "Little Liuli, why have you beco so fierce? You used to love playing with Grandpa Di. How could you have forgotten?"
Xiao Jinghuai hadn’t expected the hundred-year-old Di Xing to behave like this. He quickly protected Song Song in his arms, "Mr. Di, what are you doing?"
"...Uh, what’s your relationship?"
Di Xing hunched his back, his hair and even his eyebrows pure silver. The wrinkles on his face revealed he was indeed very old, dressed in a pure white robe, seemingly rging with the world.
The black-clad ssenger imdiately stepped forward respectfully, "Master, didn’t I already tell you earlier? They are married. This is President Xiao’s wife, Mrs. Xiao..."
"Mrs. Xiao?"
Di Xing furrowed his brows for a long ti, then suddenly asked, "Little Liuli, you’re married?"
Song Song looked at the elderly man who seed a bit mad, and couldn’t help but feel a little scared. Instinctively, she snuggled closer into the man’s arms, tugging at his clothes with her small hands, "Was it like this the last ti you and Qiao Yu ca to see him?"
After speaking, she realized she was in his arms and imdiately pushed him away, then stood aside.
Di Xing saw this and clapped his hands with delight, waving his arms excitedly, "Little Heizi, you were talking nonsense just now. Who said they were a couple? If they were, why would Little Liuli not want him to hold her?"
"Little Liuli, you can’t just marry anyone. If you’re going to marry, marry my descendants. I have so many of them; you can choose as many as you like, anyway you can afford them..."
Song Song: "!!!!!!!"
Xiao Jinghuai: "!!!!!!!"
Song Song looked at the man Di Xing called "Little Heizi" not far away, "Can your Family Head still think clearly? I an... He looks like he’s past the age for clear thinking, and who exactly is Little Liuli?"
Little Heizi coughed awkwardly, "Mrs. Xiao, please don’t mind. Our Family Head has mistaken many for Little Liuli; you’re not the first, nor will you be the last. Our Family Head is already 110, so so things are blurry. As for whether Little Liuli truly existed or if she’s a fignt of our Family Head’s imagination, we do not know."
"Little Heizi! Keep babbling on, and I’ll have you guarding the cetery. Who said Little Liuli doesn’t exist? Damn it, you’re the one who doesn’t exist!"
Di Xing suddenly roared in anger.
Song Song thought this old man was quite trendy, knowing terms like "babbling" and "damn it". He didn’t seem to have dentia; perhaps he just lived too long, so his mind was a bit unclear.
"Grandpa Di..."
Song Song sweetly smiled, "I have a favor to ask."
Di Xing bead, "As long as you admit you’re Little Liuli, Grandpa Di will agree to anything, even the sun and the moon. Really, Grandpa Di never lies."
"...But I’m really not Little Liuli!"
Song Song truthfully said, "Grandpa Di, you’ve mistaken for soone else. My na is Song Song, like Song from the Song Dynasty. I’ve never even heard of this na Little Liuli."
At these words, Di Xing’s expression suddenly changed dramatically, "If you’re not Little Liuli, then there’s nothing to talk about. Hurry up and leave."
Seeing that things were going south, Song Song quickly said, "Grandpa Di, weren’t you looking for a certain sll? How about you let try? Maybe... I can recreate it?"
She couldn’t worry about anything else now, though she didn’t rember much of anything, maybe she could get lucky!
How would you know if you don’t try?
Di Xing clasped his hands behind him, his gaze growing increasingly profound, "That scent was given to by Little Liuli. No one else can recreate it, it’s just too bad that later she..."
"So, in the end, you’re here for that cooperation deal? Hmph! I hate people driven by profit like you. Get lost, or I’ll let the Tibetan mastiffs bite you!"
Song Song frowned, did Little Liuli die later?
That’s why Mr. Di displayed such a reminiscent expression...
"Grandpa Di, I don’t even know what to say. Coming here today was simply to make up for a mistake. I’m not concerned with profit; I just hope to salvage my past mistakes with my own ability, please give a chance, I beg you!"
Song Song sincerely lowered her eyes.
Di Xing glanced at Song Song, then at the young, handso man standing beside her, with a heavy expression he asked, "What’s your relationship, are you really married?"
"...Yes."
Song Song nodded.
"Oh, then here’s what we’ll do! You get divorced whenever, and I’ll sign the cooperation deal with the Xiao Family when you do. How’s that, Little Liuli..."
Song Song didn’t expect him to make such a condition, her heart trembled, and her gaze turned to the man not far away, "Okay, I agree."
Xiao Jinghuai imdiately refused, "Damn it! You dare try it!"
Song Song wasn’t afraid of him, "Grandpa Di, then let’s agree on this, as soon as we divorce, you’ll agree to the cooperation deal?"
"But, why do you want us to get divorced?"
Di Xing glanced at Xiao Jinghuai several tis, sizing him from head to toe, "Because I feel he’s not worthy of you."
Then he leaned toward Song Song’s ear and whispered, "Little Liuli, quickly divorce him, Grandpa Di will introduce one of my great-great-grandchildren to you, you’ll be more suited..."
"Oh..."
Song Song could only casually respond, "Well, thank you, Grandpa Di."
Of course, she couldn’t end up with his great-great-grandchild.
But she indeed planned to divorce Xiao Jinghuai; if divorcing could help him secure this cooperation deal, it couldn’t be better.
She was very willing to do so.
At so point, Xiao Jinghuai had arrived by Song Song’s side. He looked at Di Xing calmly, "Mr. Di, I respect you and also hope to collaborate with you, but if this cooperation requires exchanging my marriage, then forget it. Money is a good thing, but so things are more important than money."
Finished speaking, he grabbed the girl’s hand, "Let’s go!"
Song Song, lacking his strength, could only be forcibly taken away. No matter how much she struggled, it was useless, only causing the man to hold her hand even tighter...
"Xiao Jinghuai, are you crazy! Such a good opportunity, yet you disagree. What exactly do you want, simultaneously despising and refusing to divorce !"
"..."
Halfway along, the man suddenly stopped, eyes cold as he looked at the girl, "Regardless of life or death, you’re Mrs. Xiao!"
Song Song didn’t perceive any emotion in those words, just the possessiveness of a man over a woman...
Perhaps he simply wanted to keep her by his side and slowly tornt her.
As the two confronted each other, Song Song’s phone rang in her pocket, she temporarily set aside her emotions to answer, "Sister-in-law Zhou, is sothing wrong?"
"Young Madam, you’d better co back quickly, soone’s here waiting for you."
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