Ye Fei glanced at Song Xi, his expression defiant as he met Old Lady Song's piercing cold gaze.
"You're forcing me into a divorce, just to push Song Xi onto Lu Feiyang."
"In the end, it's all for a mere fifty million loan!"
"If Song Xi helps resolve the Song Family's fifty million loan, whether she and I divorce is irrelevant!"
Old Lady Song met Ye Fei's eyes unflinchingly and nodded without evasion.
"Indeed, if she can secure a fifty million loan for the Song Family, I will not interfere with her marriage."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fei nodded, "Fine, but remember your words now."
"Otherwise, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life."
"Let's go!"
Song Xi, her face full of shock, seemed not to have recovered from her astonishment when Ye Fei pulled her out of the living room.
Behind them, Song Zirong and others gaped, watching Ye Fei—who had suddenly become very assertive—in disbelief.
"Grandma, that good-for-nothing actually dared to threaten you!"
Song Zirong quickly reacted, speaking anxiously, but inside he was overjoyed.
Stupid fool, openly threatening the old lady, he has no idea what death means.
Naturally, Song Zirong would not pass up such a perfect opportunity to kick someone when they were down.
"How preposterous, a mere loser who walked in through our door, dares to disrespect Mom, where did he get the courage!"
Younger aunt Song Yun was even more indignant, gritting her teeth as she spoke hatefully, "Mom, in my opinion, there's no need to wait for that wretched girl to bring back the loan, just kick the third child's family out now!"
Old Lady Song frowned at this, glaring unhappily at Song Yun.
"Lu Feiyang only acknowledges Song Xi. If she's thrown out, who will secure the loan? You?"
Song Yun was immediately frightened into silence. She thought, "I'd be willing to strip, but unfortunately he's not interested in me!"
Hearing this, but Song Zirong's face showed reluctance, "But Grandma, as you've seen, that worthless guy doesn't take you, doesn't take our Song Family seriously at all!"
Old Lady Song's expression darkened upon hearing this, a glimmer of hatred flashing in her eyes.
"Let him be smug for now; after the loan is approved, we'll settle the score slowly!"
After the old master passed away, Old Lady Song became the authority of the Song Family, the absolute ruler.
Naturally, she would not tolerate any defiance or challenge to her authority.
Now, a mere loser had dared to talk back to her in public, and naturally, Old Lady Song would not let Ye Fei off easily.
In fact, Old Lady Song already had a plan in mind.
Seeing the hint of cold light flashing in Old Lady Song's eagle eyes, Song Zirong's lips curled up in a smug expression.
"Wretch, always opposing me!"
Song Xi followed Ye Fei out of the villa before suddenly flinging off his hand.
"Have you caused enough trouble?"
"Do you even know what you were saying just now?"
"In three days, if the loan isn't approved, you'll have harmed not just me but our whole family, do you understand?"
Song Xi looked at Ye Fei stubbornly, her face full of disappointment.
On her wan face, there was an indescribable weariness.
Ye Fei, looking at the helpless Song Xi, was filled with bitterness.
"I said I could help you secure the loan, do you believe me?"
Upon hearing this, a previously haggard Song Xi could not help but scream at Ye Fei.
"Enough!"
"You help me? What can you possibly offer to help me with? Do you think the bank is run by your family?"
"I don't want to hear another word from you!"
Saying this, Song Xi walked towards the Passat parked in the courtyard with a cold face.
Glancing at the Audi and BMW parked nearby, Song Xi's eyes reddened, and two silent tears fell.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fei's heart was pierced once again.
Without a word, he followed and took a seat in the passenger's side.
...
Song Corporation's assets were close to one billion, but Song Haifeng's family wasn't living that well.
They still resided in an old high-rise apartment with an elevator.
A hundred and fifteen square meters, three bedrooms, and two living rooms.
However, with five people living together, it felt particularly cramped.
If it wasn't so, Ye Fei wouldn't have been forced by his mother-in-law to go out and deliver takeout, trying to earn money to support the family!
Half an hour later, Ye Fei followed Song Xi as they pushed open the room's door.
But before Ye Fei could even step in, the raging curses of his mother-in-law came hurling at them.
"You useless piece of trash, why don't you just go die!"
"Haven't you brought enough disaster upon our family already!"
"And now you even want Old Lady Song to kick us out of the Song Family. Does your conscience even exist, or has it been eaten by a dog!"
Before her words could even finish, Zhao Meilan rushed over and slapped Ye Fei across the face several times.
A weary Song Xi, arriving home, never expected to be greeted with such a scene, and she stood dejectedly in front of Zhao Meilan.
"Enough!"
"Mom, do you not think I'm troubled enough already!"
Upon seeing Song Xi shielding Ye Fei, Zhao Meilan became even more infuriated and shouted, "You ungrateful girl, am I not your mother anymore? How dare you raise your voice at me?"
"I'll tell you now; you must divorce him. If you don't divorce this good-for-nothing, I won't let you off the hook."
"As long as this loser is in our family, we will never have peace!"
Song Xi looked at Zhao Meilan, who was behaving like a shrew, her face turning an angry shade of blue.
"Have you gone mad!"
"What sort of person do you think Lu Feiyang is? Don't you have any idea?"
"Can you really be so heartless as to push your daughter into the arms of a scumbag, to be played with at his will?"
Zhao Meilan, who had been in a fit of rage, felt a pang of guilt when she heard those words.
But remembering that Lu Feiyang was the Young Master of the Lu Family, the sole heir of Lu Corporation, she immediately felt emboldened again and, pointing at Ye Fei with a fierce look on her face, she burst into a torrent of curses.
"Even if he's a scumbag, he's still the Young Master of the Lu Family! It's a thousand times, no, ten thousand times better than staying with this loser, being scorned and laughed at!"
Hearing Zhao Meilan's words, Song Xi's pale face couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
"Being scorned and laughed at, you're talking about yourself, aren't you!"
"So in your eyes, my only worth is to climb up the social ladder and bring you glory."
Without a hint of shame, Zhao Meilan roared back, "I'm doing this for your own good! Even if Lu Feiyang is a scumbag, so what? At least if you married into his family you'd have money, power, and prestige."
"Not like me, who married a good-for-nothing and still lives in this bungalow to this day, unable to afford even a decent cosmetic product, driving an old second-hand car whenever I leave the house!"
"Staying with this loser, you'll never have a good life. Once we're driven out of the Song Family, it'll all be over for you. Without the Song Family, we'll all starve to death."
Zhao Meilan said this with a malicious look on her face, staring at Ye Fei who stood at the entrance, her teeth clenched with hatred, "You waste, what exactly do you want?"
"If you have any conscience left, give my daughter her freedom back!"
Song Xi looked coldly at Zhao Meilan, her expression resolute, "I've already said I won't divorce!"
As Song Xi spoke, her gaze turned icy when she saw Zhao Meilan, her words coming out with gritted teeth, "Don't worry, even if I die, I won't let you and dad be thrown out of the Song Family!"
Seeing the look in Song Xi's eyes, Zhao Meilan's spirit trembled, and she involuntarily took a few steps back.
"You damn girl, what do you mean by that?"
"Could it be that you're confident about getting a loan?"
Song Xi, seeing Zhao Meilan's reaction, felt exhausted and helplessly sighed.
"Grandma gave me three days. I will find a way."
"All I ask now is that you don't bother me, please just give me some peace."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Meilan's expression instantly changed, seemingly relieved as she exhaled a breath of air.
"You should have said so earlier, as long as you have a way to get the loan, I don't have to live in fear of being thrown out by the Old Lady anymore."
Having said that, Zhao Meilan's gaze shifted back to Ye Fei, who stood behind her.
Seeing him standing there like a wooden figure, not saying a word, made her even more furious.
"You useless thing, what are you doing just standing there? Go to the kitchen and wash the dishes," she snarled.
Upon hearing this, Ye Fei wordlessly walked into the kitchen.
Father-in-law Song Haifeng had been sitting on the sofa since the beginning, silently smoking and looking down without saying a word.
Just as Zhao Meilan had said, Song Haifeng was indeed a loser!
Seeing the way Song Haifeng sat, Ye Fei felt he understood why his mother-in-law was so extreme.
Everything was forced upon her by reality!
Unable to rely on her own husband, she could only pin her hopes on her daughter.
But Ye Fei, already a disappointment, had made Zhao Meilan feel hopeless.