Chapter: 330

At that time, if someone offered me one million, I would even kneel down for it.

When people are penniless, they can't resist the temptation of money.

The ones who can truly do so are those who already have more than enough money and consider it like dung.

For example, I now have a few million, which is nothing. I have hundreds of billions in my account that I don't know how to spend. The Tai Huang Group makes over one hundred billion in profits every year, but I still don't know how to spend it.

In this situation, what's the point of having a few million? I'd rather not have it and let them kowtow to me, calling me "Great Master" or "Benefactor."

This is the true sense of relaxation!

Only these words, I couldn't tell Song Wan Ting about them.

She thinks she's a saint with the ability to rule heaven and earth, and her wealth is like dung.

Since that's the case, let her keep thinking that way!

At this time, Song Wan Ting has had a bit too much to drink, muttering to herself: "In fact, I can tolerate all sorts of things, but on the matter of marriage, I really don't want to be controlled by them. I don't want to be their pawn, and I don't want to marry someone I don't love, let alone give up my youth, happiness, and everything to the Song family... ..."

Lei Chen curiously asked: "Was your mother also arranged marriage?"

"Yes." Song Wan Ting nodded slightly, saying: "My mom married my dad and lived unhappily for her whole life. She was depressed for many years and passed away at a relatively young age."

Lei Chen remembered that Song Wan Ting had lost the inheritance left by her mom last time, according to Hong Wu's words, her mom had been gone for over ten years.

Song Wan Ting was around 25-26 years old, estimated to have been around 10 years old when her mom passed away. So, at that time, her mom was still very young.

Song Wan Ting took a sip of wine, playing with the wine cup in her hand, looking regretful and saying: "Sorry, Mr. Lei, I've talked too much nonsense."

Lei Chen hurriedly said: "Miss Song, don't say that! You're choosing to tell me these things, which is definitely an expression of your trust in me."

"Yes." Song Wan Ting nodded slightly, saying: "I'm just too grateful to you, Mr. Ye, not only did you save my grandfather, but also listened to me vent about so many meaningless things, thank you!"

Mr. Ye smiled faintly and said: "Don't be too polite, we're all friends here, friends don't need to be too polite with each other."

"Ah!" Song Wan Ting nodded heavily and said: "It's already late, Mr. Ye, do you want me to send you back home?"

Mr. Ye waved his hand: "You don't need to send me, but it's not suitable for you to drive in this condition either, it would be better if you found a driver."

Song Wan Ting nodded and said: "Don't worry, the manageress here can help me with that, I'll just send you back home first!"

That night, Song Wan Ting sent Mr. Ye back home and then returned to the Song family's mansion.

The Song family elder didn't follow Mr. Ye's instructions to rest, but was instead seated in the grand hall, listening to his son-in-law and uncles report on the family's recent developments.

When she got there, the Song elder hastily beckoned her over, saying: "Wan Ting, I've been waiting for you."

"Ah, Grandpa!" Song Wan Ting called out respectfully and asked, "Don't you have any instructions for me?" JrNovels.com