Sweet Beloved Reborn

Proofread by Liang Yaping

“Ok.”

Song Qinghuan also finds that since receiving her transcript, she has been beloved by the old lady much more. Sitting beside Xia Runan, Song Shuyao is glaring at Song Qinghuan fiercely. She has lost a lot of weight because of staying in hospital for more than one month.

Xia Runan pinches Song Shuyao’s hand, which is hanging over her body. She is afraid that her baby daughter will do something stupid. She knows that the old lady is threatening her.

More than a dozen people are waiting for the old lady to speak at the big table. The old lady looks kind-hearted, but once she is angry, her majesty is not acceptable to ordinary people. If she does not speak, this group of young people will sit bolt upright and keep silence.

They are afraid of setting fire on themselves.

Only Song Qinghuan who sits next to the old lady, with a quiet smile on her face, pours and hands tea to the old lady, saying “Grandma, your tea.”

She makes the flower tea herself, and the old lady is satisfied with it.

Finally, the old lady, holding the teacup given by Song Qinghuan, calls that “Nanny Wu, serve.”

Waiting aside, NannyWu immediately asks others to begin serving. Four young maids dressed in uniform bring up delicate and gorgeous dishes on the table. The table is long, in the middle of which there are low and bright decorations. Everyone has their own dishes.

Every dish is delicate and attractive in color. When all dishes are ready, the old lady looks up at the people sitting around her and says, “I have two things to announce on this occasion that everybody comes back for a reunion meal.”

Xia Runan and Song Shuyao are upset at the moment when they see the look in the old lady’s eyes.

The old lady’s voice is flat, and the expression in her eyes is quiet. She says in a deep voice, “First, I decide to transfer 2% of my shares to Huanhuan.”

“Mom!”

When the old lady finishes this, her two sons, one daughter and two daughters-in-law all look at her in shock, thinking that this is an over-preference.

“Grandma.” Song Qinghuan gently grabs the old lady’s wrist. She is in a very complicated mood at the moment.

“Second,” the old lady ignores them, and her eyes move to Song Shuyao, saying slowly “I’ve decided to send Shuyao abroad. Since you couples are too busy to teacher her, it is better to ask Song Lan for help!”

After that, Xia Runan and Song Shuyao seem to be in the hell!

They know that the old lady intends to exile her in the name of furthering her study abroad. Once Song Shuyao goes abroad, she will never come back in her life without the old lady’s permission.

This is to announce that Song Shuyao has no right to be heir to the property of the Song family!

“Grandma, I know I am wrong from the bottom of my heart.” Song Shuyao gets up, trots to the old lady and kneels down quickly.

“I was conned by them, grandma. Please calm down. I’ll never go out to play again. Grandma, I know I am wrong, and will never dare to do it again. ”

Song Shuyao is half melted in tears.

Sitting opposite Xia Runan, Song Lan is the young daughter of the old lady. Although she has been abroad for years, she brings her family back to spend the holidays with her every year. In addition, she will send her son back to accompany the old lady during his winter and summer vacations.

In the Song family, Song Mingxiu is the old lady’s favorite grandchild. Next is Song Lan’s son Song Qianyu. However, since receiving Song Qinghuan’s acceptance letter of Xinghan Conservatory of Music, she becomes the favorite one, except for Song Mingxiu.

Sending Song Shuyao abroad?

How can Song Qinghuan allow this to happen? It’s better to put Song Shuyao in front of her than in the place out of her reach. So Song Qinghuan kneels down to help Song Shuyao plead for the old lady.

Following Song Qinghuan, all the family members beg the old lady for Song Shuyao.

The old lady is angry.

Finally, Song Qinghuan begs the old lady not to send Song Shuyao abroad, and even suggests that Song Shuyao should go to school with her in the capital city of Wanning.

At this time, Song Mingxiu, who has been silent for a long time, puts down the teacup in his hand and wipes the corners of his mouth slowly. After that, he tells the old lady, “Grandma, I agree with Huanhuan’s proposal.”

“Mingxiu?”

“Grandma, listen to me first.” Song Mingxiu looks at Song Qinghuan and moves his eyes back to the old lady. “I’m busy preparing a new project recently.”

“What kind of project?”

“Develop our family’s business in the field of entertainment industry. At present, I am very optimistic about the profits of film and television industry. Once the project is launched, my focus will also shift to Wanning City,” says Song Mingxiu with a little smile on his face. “Then I will take care of Huanhuan and Shuyao by myself.”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

For the sake of Song Mingxiu, the old lady could not refute him anymore. The old lady sighs, waves her hand and says, “Do what you like. I am getting old and cannot control you anymore.”

In other words, Song Shuyao avoids punishment this time.

“Enjoy your dishes.”

Xia Runan does not relax herself until now. Song Lan, who is sitting opposite her, sneers. Her red lips are slightly raised. When everyone almost finishes their eating, she says quietly, “Is Mingxiu going to extend the business in the entertainment industry for Huanhuan?”

“What does it have to do with Huanhuan?” says the old lady, frowning.

Song Lan pretends to be surprised and says, “Mom, don’t you know?”

“What?” The old lady looks around her children.

Song Lan puts down the tableware, wipes the corners of her mouth and hands over her mobile phone. She says with a smile, “Our Huanhuan is a celebrity now. She not only plays a role in MV, but also has a title of “first love nationwide”. It seems that she is going to earn her name in the entertainment industry in the future.”

“Bang!” The old lady pounds the table with her chopsticks and says angrily, “Show business? Huanhuan is going to develop in the field of arts and become an artist to perform in the National Theater!”

In the old lady’s opinion, the show business is low.

The relaxed atmosphere suddenly changes to the other end of the scale. Song Qinghuan is busy relaxing the old lady and explaining to her, “Don’t be angry, grandma. The director of this MV is aunt Qiu. I’m just doing her a favor. As for future days, I’ll concentrate on study.”

The old lady is just coaxed to be happy, but she is obviously in a low mood and leaves the table ahead of time.

When the old lady leaves, the atmosphere changes again.

The brothers and sisters of the Song family are more like toxic families than caring about each other. Everyone wants the shares held by the old lady.

Among the younger generation, each of them has only one percent of the original shares, and her grandson Song Qianyu has two percent because of his internship from this summer vacation. Song Mingxiu, however, who has officially worked in the company, has taken the most share among them.

But now Song Qinghuan has another 2% of the original shares transferred by the old lady, and she is far ahead of them suddenly. How can they bear this?

Facing a table of delicious and delicate dishes which are made by skillful chefs, the people have no appetite at all. Song Qinghuan has already been used to it, because this house didn’t and will never provide a warm atmosphere for family members to eat.

With annoyance, Song Lan lights a cigarette.

Song Qinghuan cannot bear her smoke, so she wipes her mouth and gets up, saying: “I’m full. Take it easy. I’ll go up to accompany grandma.”

“Riding on the coattails!” someone says in a low voice.

Song Qinghuan pretends that she does not hear it.