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It\'s too tough, too tough!

There are some people you just don\'t want to offend, and doctors are one of them!

Yet both families had come empty-handed, and they started regretting not having prepared some gifts in their cars.

It seemed like Wu Jianzhong, the sly dog, was the shrewd one here!

As Wu Jianzhong was currying favor with Father Ye, the other two families quickly sent texts to instruct their subordinates to buy gifts.

Within ten minutes, the groups arrived at the Ye household, each carrying an array of high-end gifts.

Looking at the mountain of gift boxes piling up, Father Ye also found himself in a dilemma and had the bodyguards move them all into the storage room.

Now it appeared that Wu Jianzhong, who had given his gift first, had actually given the lightest gift of all.

Wu Jianzhong gritted his teeth and smiled, but inside he was cursing the people from the other two families.

As a result, the chats among the three families were not very pleasant afterwards.

They had agreed to be allies, but each harbored ulterior motives and backstabbed their teammates.

The three families came with resentment and left with even more.

After everyone had left, Father Ye\'s appreciation for Song Yun grew the more he looked at him. How did he manage to find such a good son-in-law!

Ah, when he was young, the family mansion was demolished, and later his investments rode the wave of market booms. Now in his old age, his daughter had found a husband that was perfect in every way; could he be the protagonist of a novel?

Put this template on anyone, and you\'d definitely write a feel-good story!

Father Ye, with his arm around Song Yun\'s shoulder, chuckled and said, "Song Yun, they say a son-in-law is half a son. You\'re my son too. Your father-in-law here lacks nothing but money! If you need money for anything, just ask me anytime. I can\'t promise too much, but ten or twenty billion is easy!"

Hearing his father-in-law beating his chest, offering him money, Song Yun also smiled and didn\'t say a word.

If it had been a year ago, let alone ten or twenty billion, even one million would have been a sky-high sum for him.

But now, his net worth was in the tens of billions, and with the system\'s support, he believed that in the near future, the title of richest man in Magic Capital might well be his.

Because of what happened today, Song Yun stayed another night at the Ye family, and only after taking Ye Qingqing to the company did he leave the next day.

Having nothing particular to do, Song Yun decided to return to the villa. After all, these past two days at the Ye family, he couldn\'t sleep well at all. Just think about being in a room full of women\'s fragrances, yet you can\'t do anything; it\'s sheer desperation!

As he was driving back, Yuan Siyi sent a voice message saying that she had already sent her mother to Huachuang Hospital for treatment the day before. According to the doctors, her mother\'s chronic illness could gradually be cured over the next three years.

This eased Yuan Siyi\'s worries, and with Huachuang Hospital naturally serving as a sanatorium, Yuan Siyi no longer had to worry about her mother while attending classes.

Hearing the girl\'s grateful tone, Song Yun planned to take the youngster to the hospital to visit her aunt. After all, her husband was his dad\'s comrade-in-arms, and this relationship alone meant that he, as the younger generation, ought to pay a visit.

So, Song Yun sent her a voice message saying he would be at their school in ten minutes.

On the other side, Yuan Siyi was still lying in bed, her two snow-white long legs swinging back and forth.

"Ding-dong~"

The moment Song Yun\'s voice message arrived, Yuan Siyi couldn\'t wait to open it. Hearing that Song Yun was on his way, she hurriedly got up.

What to do now? Song Yun would be there in ten minutes, and she hadn\'t put on makeup or washed her hair. How was she supposed to meet him!

With no other choice, she hastily slipped on a dress and a pair of sneakers and hurried downstairs.

This time, Song Yun didn\'t park at the school entrance but drove straight in.

Approaching the girls\' dormitory, Song Yun saw a fiery red Ferrari parked out front.

A young man with slicked-back hair was standing in front of the car, holding a bouquet of roses.

Finally, he saw his goddess, Yuan Siyi.

He rushed forward a few steps and stuffed the flowers into Yuan Siyi\'s arms.

"Siyi, are you going out?"

The young man greeted her with a smile. He often came here for no reason other than to wait for Yuan Siyi, but despite his efforts, Yuan Siyi never reciprocated his love, which troubled him deeply.

Yuan Siyi set the massive bouquet on the ground before she could get a clear look at the face of the man who sent the flowers.

"Han Guoshi? Haven\'t I already told you to stop harassing me?"

Yuan Siyi was somewhat annoyed.

He was a student from the next class over, flaunting the wealth of his family. Since the beginning of university, he led a life of chaos. Eventually, he seemed to have caused a few girls to fall pregnant, but all these issues were hushed up with money.

It was unclear what got into him, but this guy set his sights on Yuan Siyi. At first, he sent chocolates and plush toys, but she rejected them all. Then he started sending flowers and makeup products.

Each time, it took Yuan Siyi a long time to return these gifts to their sender.

Thus, from the bottom of her heart, Yuan Siyi was disgusted with Han Guoshi.

But Han Guoshi\'s skin was so thick that it was exceptional. Flashing a charming smile at Yuan Siyi, he slowly said, "Siyi, this is my new sports car. Want to go for a drive?"

Before Yuan Siyi could speak, her roommates came out of the dorm and upon seeing Han Guoshi, disdain showed on their faces.

"Han Guoshi, I advise you to have some dignity! Everyone knows what kind of person you are. To pursue our Siyi, you better wait for your next life!"

"A prodigal who returns is more precious than gold. I, Han Guoshi, can swear to heaven that I will love only Yuan Siyi in this lifetime. If I break this promise, let thunder strike me down!"

Han Guoshi raised three fingers on his right hand solemnly, but this pile of nonsense he likely had repeated hundreds of times before.

"Keep your dirty tricks to yourself. I\'m telling you, our Siyi has someone she likes who is a thousand times, no, ten thousand times better than you!" a girl disdainfully said to Han Guoshi.

Upon hearing this, Han Guoshi paused, his hands clenched into fists, and veins throbbed on his forehead.

In his eyes, the girl he liked should belong to him alone; if anyone tried to contest that, he would crush them with money. This had been his approach with previous girlfriends.

But after each relationship began, he soon got bored, yet he forbade the girls from contacting other men. He would beat them whenever he found out.

All of these incidents had been silenced with his family\'s money.

"Tell me, who is it that you like? Wang Chao? Ma Li? Or Jin Wei?"

Han Guoshi asked through gritted teeth, genuinely frightening the few girls.

"Speak up, I\'m telling you to speak!" Han Guoshi roared.

Just as his rage reached its peak, a horn sounded from behind.

He turned to see an approaching Lamborghini limited edition racing towards him, which seemed to indicate his car was in the way.