After sending the relevant list to Bai Mengxi's mobile phone, Song Yuan said: "Madam... I know there are some things I shouldn't have said. If I say this, I must have exceeded the rules, but I still can't help it."
Bai Mengxi fiddled with the list page on her phone. When she looked up at Song Yuan, her eyes were serious: "Just say it, don't worry."
Hearing this, Song Yuan cleared his throat and said seriously: "Actually, I shouldn't have passed this list to you. This... is my selfishness!"
Bai Mengxi looked at Song Yuan with a trace of doubt in his expression.
Song Yuan did not hesitate for too long. He looked at Bai Mengxi seriously and said word by word: "As an assistant, I shouldn't have done this."
"But, how to say it."
"Mr. Mian is indeed a very powerful person! I admire her power from the bottom of my heart! I think she is probably the most powerful person in the world!"
"From a grassroots position to where she is now, to sitting in her current position has demonstrated her personal abilities and abilities."
"But, I think she is quite pitiful."
Song Yuan's throat twitched slightly, and there was a slight sigh in his words: "The suffering and injustice she has experienced, to her, are like peeling off the skin and bones, and the pain is endless."
"Nirvana and rebirth again and again, transformation again and again!"
"No one will know how much pain she went through during this process!"
Song Yuan gently tugged at the corner of his lips, with a little helplessness in his eyes: "Of course, Mr. Mian's character does not require my pity at all, and she may even feel that she has nothing to be pitied for.
But it’s still quite distressing, isn’t it?”
What the man didn't say was that when he went through the discharge procedures in the nursing home, he could clearly see how much Tang Mian had paid for Bai Mengxi.
Tang Mian has always been silently giving.
If Bai Mengxi paid for Tang Mian, Tang Mian would probably be very happy too!
"I know."
Bai Mengxi didn't say much, but the waves in her heart were getting higher and higher, and there was a flash of pain in her eyes.
Song Yuan thought for a while and looked at Bai Mengxi: "Actually, in that list, except for the old lady of the Fu family, everyone else is a bit displeased with Mian Mian."
"It's worth mentioning that the Fu family's second brother, Fu Xingsheng, and the others have all fallen into the street and have been taken care of by Mr. Mian. You can handle this as you see fit."
"OK."
Bai Mengxi nodded: "Leave me your number. It will be easier to contact you in the future."
Song Yuan was stunned, but still agreed.
After leaving her phone number, Bai Mengxi said, "If Fu Liangyuan wakes up, please give me a call. I want to have a good talk with Fu Liangyuan."
Aha?
Done!
Is Madam planning to teach Mr. Fu a lesson?
Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, but when he came to his senses, Bai Mengxi had already left the lunch box for him and left! The most important thing was that Song Yuan actually felt that--in fact, a lesson seemed to be nothing!
Regarding the things Mr. Fu has done before, giving him a lesson is just a trivial matter!
If Madam is not even in the mood to talk to Mr. Fu, then Mr. Fu will have to finish it off in front of Mr. Mian’s mother!