Song Changfeng thought of Lu Shaodong's thunderous methods, and his voice involuntarily softened a lot.
"Wantang, Song Corporation was your grandfather's hard work. You can't just watch it collapse. Talk to Lu Shaodong; we can discuss the terms."
Song Wantang lowered her eyes and touched her belly with her hand.
"Now you remember grandfather? But when you were trying to destroy me and slapping me, why didn't you think of that?"
There was dead silence on the other end of the line.
"Wantang, those things..."
Song Wantang interrupted him, her tone calm. "Mr. Song, whatever Lu Shaodong does is his business. It has nothing to do with me. I can't control him, and I don't want to."
"You..."
"I have things to do. I'm hanging up now."
Song Wantang didn't give him a chance to continue speaking and directly hung up the phone.
Little Dumpling stirred gently in her belly, his voice soft and sticky: "Mommy, are you unhappy?"
"No." Song Wantang said in her heart, "Mommy's just feeling a little tired."
"Dad is so amazing!" Little Dumpling's tone was full of admiration, "With one move, he scared that bad old man!"
Song Wantang couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.
He really was amazing.
She didn't even know when Lu Shaodong had made his move.
Nor did she know what exactly he had done.
But the fact that Song Changfeng had lowered himself to beg her meant this time it had truly hurt Song Corporation to the bone.
Her phone vibrated again.
She looked down and saw it was a message from Tang Yuanyuan.
"Baby, did you like last night's gift? I carefully picked that light green one just for you. Wear it for your husband, and I guarantee he won't be able to take his eyes off you..."
Song Wantang's face instantly flushed bright red.
She gritted her teeth and typed six words: "I'm going to break up with you."
Tang Yuanyuan replied instantly: "Hahahahaha!!! Looks like you've already worn it? How was the effect? Spill it, spill it! Even though you're pregnant, if you're careful, you can still have some fun, you know."
Song Wantang turned her phone face down on the table and didn't want to deal with her anymore.
Little Dumpling was laughing and rolling in her belly: "Mommy, godmother is so bad! But she's so cute!"
"Shut up." Song Wantang said in her heart, "If you laugh again, I won't eat any little cakes tomorrow."
Little Dumpling immediately went quiet as a mouse.
After lunch, Song Wantang checked her phone. No messages.
She pursed her lips, then sent a message, taking the opportunity to ask about the Song family matters.
But after a while, Lu Shaodong didn't reply.
He was probably busy.
A wave of disappointment washed over her. Song Wantang let out a long breath and went to take a nap.
.....
As soon as Lu Shaodong arrived at the site, he got busy.
The incident had happened very suddenly.
When he finished, Assistant Cheng came over. "President Lu, the Sheng Tai matter has been resolved. Song Changfeng has already apologized to Madam."
An apology was just the bare minimum. There were still many things Song Corporation needed to correct.
After Assistant Cheng left, Lu Shaodong noticed that Song Wantang had sent him a message.
But looking at the time, she was probably resting now.
So he didn't disturb her.
When Song Wantang woke up from her nap, it was already four in the afternoon.
She lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Her phone was quiet, with no new messages.
She opened the chat with Lu Shaodong. Only her own message was there; he hadn't replied.
"He must be busy," she muttered to herself.
After all, on a business trip, there were definitely a lot of things to handle.
Little Dumpling stretched in her belly. "Mommy, Dad is definitely busy with work. Don't overthink it."
"I'm not overthinking it." Song Wantang said that, but in her heart, there was still an indescribable sense of loss.
She got up, washed her face, and went downstairs to have some fruit.
Zhang Ma saw that she looked a bit out of sorts and asked with concern, "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I just slept too much. I'm a bit dizzy."
"Then why don't you take a walk in the garden and get some fresh air." Zhang Ma said with a smile, "The master specifically instructed that you should get some exercise; it's good for the baby."
Song Wantang nodded, changed into a pair of flat shoes, and slowly strolled in the garden.
Just then, her phone suddenly vibrated.
It was a video call from Lu Shaodong.
Song Wantang's fingers paused, and her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.
She took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.
"Awake?" Lu Shaodong's voice was low and clear.
Song Wantang hummed in acknowledgment. "Just woke up a short while ago."
"Have you eaten?"
"Not yet. Zhang Ma is cooking."
"Mm." Lu Shaodong paused.
Song Wantang hesitated for a moment, then finally asked, "Are you... busy?"
"Just finished. I'm back at the hotel."
"Mm, by the way, my family called today. They said there were problems with the business, and my dad even apologized for slapping me. Did you stick up for me?"
"I did it. As long as he apologizes to you, the project will still be given to Song Corporation."
"No need. They deserved it. I said I can't control you."
A low chuckle came from the other end of the video.
Song Wantang's heart skipped another beat.
"What are you laughing at?" she asked.
"Nothing." Lu Shaodong suppressed his smile. "You answered very well."
Song Wantang held the phone, not knowing what to say.
Lu Shaodong paused. "I'll be back tomorrow."
"Mm."
"I'll hang up now. I still have a social engagement later." Lu Shaodong said.
"Okay. Don't drink too much." After Song Wantang said that, she realized she sounded nagging, like a wife.
So she hurriedly hung up the video.
Lu Shaodong was stunned for a moment. It felt kind of nice to be cared about!
....
The Song Family
"Honey, how did it go? What did Wantang say?" Zhou Huiru had just returned from shopping and saw Song Changfeng with a long face. She quickly asked.
"Hmph, I already apologized to her. What more does she want? I am her father! I've spoken to her so nicely. What else is she dissatisfied with?" The more Song Changfeng spoke, the angrier he got.
Seeing Song Changfeng's iron complexion, Zhou Huiru quickly walked over, poured him a cup of tea, and advised in a gentle tone, "Honey take care of your health. Don't get angry. This matter... can't be rushed."
Song Changfeng furrowed his brow. "The bank keeps pressing me every day, the project fell through. If this continues, Song Corporation will be finished! How can I not be anxious?"
Zhou Huiru pretended to sigh. "What's the use of being anxious? Right now Lu Shaodong is her backer. Maybe sooner or later, Lu Shaodong will even acquire our Song Corporation."
"Would she dare?" Song Changfeng said coldly.
"What wouldn't she dare to do? So we need to think of a way to get a handle on that girl." Zhou Huiru said.
Last time she had that bitch come over, she had arranged a "surprise" for her.
But that day ended in discord, so the plan failed.
This time, she had to plan carefully.
As long as they got a hold of Song Wantang's weakness, they wouldn't have to worry about her not obeying.
The wealthy families care a lot about reputation.
She had sent people to investigate. Song Wantang would also be attending the charity gala. That day would be a "good day." They definitely had to make good use of it.
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