The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today
Chapter 128 Size, Satisfied? (1)

Chapter 128: Chapter 128 Size, Satisfied? (1)

Aunt Tong has worked as a servant in the Song Family for twenty years; she has witnessed almost everything that happened there over these two decades.

Through all these years of ups and downs, she has stayed by the Song Family, diligently taking care of Yu Yao, and together with Yu Yao, they have guarded this old house.

Yu Yao trusts her a lot, and when Yu Yao is not at home, almost all matters concerning the old house are entrusted to Aunt Tong to manage.

Aunt Tong considers herself somewhat different from the average servant at the Song Family; otherwise, even if given ten times the courage, she wouldn’t dare to speak like she did.

But she hadn’t expected that Song Yansheng would get angry and want to kick her out!

She has been with the Song Family for twenty years; everything here is familiar to her, how could she bear to leave?

Moreover, her husband is already retired, her grandson has just recently been born, and her daughter-in-law spends money lavishly without restraint. Without her salary from the Song Family, her entire family’s livelihood would be problematic!

Aunt Tong’s tears fell as she continued to plead, "Young Master... Young Master, I was really wrong. I promise I will never say another inappropriate word in front of the Young Madam again. For the sake of the Lady, for the years I’ve earnestly served the Song Family, I beg you to forgive me this once, just this once... Young Master, I truly know I was wrong!"

Song Yansheng sat on the sofa with his hands crossed, looking at Aunt Tong, his eyes clear and profound, his handsome features remaining calm and emotionless, revealing nothing.

He spoke with a faint voice, "As far as I know, all the food and daily necessities brought into the old house require your personal checking, Aunt Tong, and you do not even need to report to the Lady afterward, correct?"

Aunt Tong’s body shuddered, and Song Yansheng continued, "Aunt Tong, you are a veteran of twenty years in the Song Family, and you should be more aware of my character than any servant here. My mother is kind and gentle, unable to refuse others’ goodwill, and since you’ve cared for her for many years, if you can’t even share this concern with her, as her son, it does pique my thoughts a bit!"

After hearing this, Aunt Tong slumped to the ground, her face instantly turning ashen.

Song Yansheng was right; this morning, someone drove up to deliver some pigeons, saying it was for the Lady to make soup.

The person who delivered them was Chu Jingyun.

After all, Aunt Tong had been in the Song Family for twenty years and naturally understood Song Yansheng’s character.

This Young Master is not very old, but his actions are systematic and regulated, and once he decides on something, no one, including the Lady, can change it.

So, she should have directly had them returned, but in her heart, she couldn’t bear to do so.

After all, Miss Chu Jingyun had helped her quite a bit in the past.

So, she went to inform Yu Yao.

Yu Yao sighed and said, "Forget it, it’s just some pigeons, let them be."

When Shi Nuan and Song Yansheng came over, Yu Yao had someone make pigeon soup, but didn’t plan to tell them where the pigeons came from.

Yet she relied on her status as an old servant of the Song Family, and Yu Yao’s protection, and recklessly mentioned it.

Aunt Tong now truly regretted it; she hadn’t expected Song Yansheng to be so attentive to Shi Nuan.

So attentive that he showed no leniency towards an old servant of the Song Family like her... It was too harsh.

Song Yansheng withdrew his gaze, slowly stood up, adjusted the suit jacket on him, and said, "I’ve already had Chi Rui transfer five years of future salary to your account as compensation for your many years of care for my mother. Additionally, I don’t want my mother to be too troubled by this matter, so a car has been arranged outside waiting. Aunt Tong, if you have nothing else, you may go pack your things now!"

After saying this, he didn’t look at Aunt Tong again, his tall figure bypassing the sofa, heading toward the stairs.