Song Ziyu glanced at him and walked away with lotus steps.
Song Ziling returned to his residence and placed the letter in a locked box.
He and Youfu went to the warehouse to sort out all the things Chu Ling had sent. They planned to send them to Uncle Lu in a few days, and then find someone to send these things to Uncle Lu and ask him to send them to Jiangzhou together.
Uncle Lu knew that my mother had faked her death, and that my mother had left Izumo Villa and several factories to Uncle Lu to take care of. She had told him all these things.
At night, Song Ziling was getting ready to go to bed when his father came.
"Dad, why are you here?"
It's so late, what's dad doing here?
Song Hengqian took a gulp and asked, "I heard from your sister that she has written a letter?"
When he returned home, he bumped into Ziyu, who said that Ziling had received a letter from her.
After hesitating for a long time, I decided to come over and ask.
Song Ziling naturally knew who the "she" his father was talking about, nodded and said, "It's a letter. Dad, do you want to read it?"
Although there is no sentence above that is addressed to my father.
"Ahem."
Song Heng coughed twice, "Let's take a look!"
Song Ziling unlocked the small box, took out the letter inside, and handed it to his father.
Song Heng took it, unfolded the letter, and read each word, fearing that he would miss something.
After reading the letter, there was not a single word mentioned about him, and no words were written to him.
Song Heng felt sour in his heart, nodded and said, "They are all settled, so my father can feel relieved."
After speaking, he returned the letter to his son, leaving a message: "Go to bed early."
And left.
Song Heng returned to the study, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a woman sitting inside wearing a purple cross-neck skirt and a vulgar golden bow on her head.
He frowned slightly and asked coldly: "Who are you?
Why are you in the study room?"
The study is the place where he conducts official business. There are many training programs in it, as well as military tactics and defensive plans that he has come up with. Except for those who are personally serving him, no one else can come in without his permission.
Liu Yunxiang stood up nervously, followed the old lady's call, and said hesitantly: "I, I am, I am arranged by the old lady to serve the general."
The old lady said that she was well taken care of and could serve the general. Because the general had been staying in the study all the time, he sent her directly to the study and left the person guarding the door.
Concubine?
Song Heng's brows furrowed into an undulating hill, what are you doing?
"May I have your name?"
he asked solemnly.
This general is so scary! Liu Yunxiang swallowed and said with a trembling voice: "I, my name is Liu Yunxiang."
"Were you not from this mansion before?"
he asked again.
This woman looked unfamiliar, and she didn't look like someone from the general's palace.
"I, I... was bought into the house by the old lady some time ago.
The old lady said that there is no one to serve the general, so she bought me into the house to be his concubine and to serve the general."
Liu Yunxiang blushed.
Song Heng's head was throbbing with pain. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He said to Liu Yunxiang, "Let's go! I don't need any concubines. Just go back to where you came from!"
Mother didn't want Wan'er to enter the house, so she really put a lot of thought into it.
Knowing her temper, he took it upon himself to buy him a concubine.
After all, he was a general, so she wanted him to buy a concubine. She was really able to do it.