"Mom, you really don't understand anything." Ling Li rolled her eyes at her mother, "Dad has been bringing Ling Ye and Song Junyue together because he is interested in the power and wealth behind her. The Song family will never be able to rely on our Ling family alone.

It is impossible for them to become members of the Ling family. Look at how prosperous the Song family is now. If Ling Ye marries Song Junyue and Song Junyue becomes pregnant, Ling Ye can take the opportunity to control the Song family."

Ling's mother opened her mouth, "But she is married now."

"Then she must be divorced."

Father Ling said categorically, "The Song family will never accept Lin Fansen's identity. I will go find Song Ji."

"You want my son to marry a third-married woman?" Ling's mother was almost furious to death.

"What do you know about a woman? When the Song family is in our hands, we can let Ling Ye divorce her." Ling's father rolled his eyes at his wife and said, "Man, those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters."

Ling's mother stopped talking.

Ling Ye said, "Dad, I listen to you."

Whether it was Song Junyue or the Song family, he would get it.

As for whether he wants to spend the rest of his life with Song Junyue, a woman, it is not up to him to decide when he gets married.

Ling Ye's eyes flashed with sternness.

...

Ten o'clock in the morning.

When Ling Ye went with Ling's father, Song Ji and Zhong Lingwei had almost arrived. They were wearing baseball caps and comfortable sportswear. Behind Zhong Lingwei was a handsome man, but the man's eyes were clear and he clearly had

He has the face of a mature man, but he looks childish and innocent.

"Mommy, look, there are butterflies." Song Rongshi pointed to the distance, and then excitedly went to play with the butterflies like a child.

Ling Ye's heart flashed with sarcasm, but his eyes didn't show it at all, "Uncle, aunt, Rong Shi seems to be in good condition."

"Yes." Zhong Lingwei glanced at her son's back, with relief, helplessness and regret in her eyes.

Song Rong's current IQ is about the same as that of a six- or seven-year-old child, and it will always be like this.

Say okay, at least he is happy.

It’s hard to say, but as a mother, it’s heartbreaking to see a good son reduced to this state.

Father Ling smiled and said, "As long as he is happy, it is enough. Look at Rong, how happy he is smiling now."

"I think so too." Song Ji smiled and put his hand on Ling's father, "I lost a ball to you last time, let's have a good competition today."

"Let's talk about the discussion later." Father Ling pulled his lower lip with a strange look, "Old Song, we have known each other for decades, you are not kind."

Song Ji smiled and said, "When did I become unkind? Please tell me clearly."

Ling's father glanced at Ling Ye and said, "I thought we were old friends, and my two children have never been married, and I still want to marry you. It would be better for you. Jun Yue won't tell me even if she gets married.

"

"Jun Yue is married?" Song Ji and Zhong Lingwei were both stunned, and the former said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"It's true."

Ling Ye smiled bitterly, "Jun Yue hasn't been feeling well these past two days. I went to deliver soup to her this morning, and I met a man there. He said he was the brother of Lin's daughter. Later I checked, and Lin's

Isn't the daughter Lin Fanyue, that is, Rong Shi's..., but how did her brother get involved with Jun Yue? I wanted to ask more, but the other party was quite... not sure.

I asked him about it, but he probably thought that I only worked at the Song family and was not qualified to ask him, but he kept saying that he was Jun Yue's husband, and even provocatively asked me to see their marriage certificate."

Song Ji and Zhong Lingwei looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.


Chapter completed!