Chapter 1856 - 1767: Second Uncle and Second Aunt (Part 4)

Chapter 1856: Chapter 1767: Second Uncle and Second Aunt (Part 4)

"Income isn’t everything; the key is, Xiaodong is genuinely good to Sijie. Look at how loving they are. Since they walked in, they’ve stuck together like glue. They’ve been married for a year, but it still feels like they’re newly dating." Eldest Uncle said.

Li Sijie felt even happier hearing this, hugging Song Xiaodong’s arm and resting her head on his shoulder.

Song Xiaodong kept a humble stance, avoiding angering the aunts, or else one might say something unpleasant.

Soon, the meal was ready.

Li Jianguo spoke as he held up his wine glass: "It’s been quite a while since us brothers last met. Today, taking the opportunity of my grandson’s one-year birthday, we gather together. Come, let’s have a drink."

"Xiaodong, say a few words." Li Jianguo gestured to Song Xiaodong again.

"Alright. It’s the first time all you uncles are meeting. Sijie and I have been through a lot to get here; it hasn’t been easy. Our child is a year old now, and I definitely won’t let her and the child down. Today marks my son’s one-year birthday, and so many elders are here. I would like to toast all the uncles and aunts, as well as my in-laws!" Song Xiaodong finished his drink in one go.

All the elders noticed, and were satisfied with Song Xiaodong’s appropriate demeanor and language, his natural and graceful mannerisms, and his evident love for Li Sijie.

The meal took a long time, and afterward, Song Xiaoru and Li Sijie helped with cleanup, while darkness fell.

Everyone then headed downstairs.

Song Xiaodong and his group intentionally lingered to escort a few uncles and aunts downstairs; upon seeing the red Bentley, they couldn’t help but sigh, "Ah, it’s nice to be wealthy."

Once everyone had left, Song Xiaodong’s group departed too.

"Xiaodong, is this car yours?" Li Jianguo glanced at the car, then at Song Xiaodong.

"It’s not mine; it’s Sijie’s." Song Xiaodong replied with a smile.

"Sijie’s?" Li Jianguo was somewhat incredulous.

"Dad, Xiaodong bought it for me."

Li Jianguo heard this, and his eyes were slightly moist.

"Sijie, live well with Xiaodong. It brings me peace when you are doing well."

"Father!"

"Still calling me ’Father’?"

"Dad! You like cars; I’ll get you one too."

"I don’t want one. Just treat my daughter and the child well."

"Rest assured, I won’t let them suffer even a bit."

"That’s good, that’s good!" Li Jianguo turned around. His grey hair, yet upright posture, still faintly reflected the spirit of a veteran.

Song Xiaodong had drunk, so Li Sijie drove, while Song Xiaodong sat beside her, and Song Xiaoru watched over the baby carriage.

"Xiaodong..."

Li Sijie had something unspoken.

"Hmm..." Song Xiaodong calmly stared ahead at the road.

"Thank you!"

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Nothing, just felt like thanking you."

"No need to thank me. Just serve me well tonight, orally." Song Xiaodong grinned mischievously.

"I won’t! It’s unpleasant!" Li Sijie firmly refused.

"All fake sentiments, yet you want to thank me."

"In your family, among your uncles, which relationship is relatively better?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"It’s okay with Third Uncle’s family. They’re wealthy and don’t compete with the other brothers for family assets. My dad is quite upright, while Eldest and Second Uncle always fight over my grandfather’s wealth."

"Why, why ask that?" Li Sijie queried.

"Nothing much, I’m just thinking. Feng Rao wants to start a company but can’t, Feng Shuo wants a promotion but can’t get it, and Feng Sheng bought land but can’t secure a loan. These are just small favors for me." Song Xiaodong explained.

"You haven’t even met them, yet you want to help them."

"Aren’t they your relatives? Helping is the right thing to do. Just let me know if you need help, and I’ll give them a hand." Song Xiaodong said lightly.

Chapter 1770: Professional Attire Play

"I don’t really want to help. These brothers are okay, but as you saw, those aunts are truly troublesome." Li Sijie commented.

"It’s your decision."

"Oh come on, we’re all family here. Since Xiaodong already mentioned it, let’s just have him help out a little, it’s not a big deal." Song Xiaoru said.

"Sis, you don’t know. Everyone’s doing well now, pretending to be nice with each other. But twenty years ago, when they were fighting over Grandpa’s inheritance, the arguments were fierce." Li Sijie said.

"Really, they seem quite harmonious now." Song Xiaoru said.

"Harmonious my foot, you should’ve seen them, Sis. Second Uncle’s Wife and Eldest Uncle’s Wife speak with such sarcasm. Third Uncle’s Wife’s family is evidently better off than theirs, so her tone is a bit more normal." Song Xiaodong said.

"Back then, my family lived with my grandparents. Eldest Uncle and Second Uncle would come over every day to argue, demanding the family split up. They even got physical, and we didn’t talk to Eldest Uncle and Second Uncle for seven or eight years." Li Sijie said.

"Things got that ugly!" Song Xiaoru said.

"That’s why I don’t want to help them." Li Sijie said.

"Fine, if you say don’t help, then don’t help."

The next day, Xiao Yingying came knocking early on the door of Song Xiaodong and Li Sijie’s room.

"Yingying, why are you up so early!" Li Sijie’s voice was a bit hoarse.

Last night, Song Xiaodong persistently coaxed her, and Li Sijie finally agreed to his requests. This morning, her voice had changed a little.

"Sijie, what’s up, did you shout yourself hoarse?" Xiao Yingying teased as she reached out to touch Li Sijie.

"Not from shouting. It’s from... hitting." Li Sijie turned around and kicked Song Xiaodong in the crotch.

"Shut it!"

"Why are you looking for me so early, miss me?" Song Xiaodong smiled and asked Xiao Yingying.

"Yeah, you’ve been crashing at Sijie’s place for two days, you forgot about me and Sister Su’er."

"No way, I’ll turn to you two tonight."

"Brother Xiaodong, can you spend the whole day with me today?"

"Why?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Just promise me first!" Xiao Yingying shook Song Xiaodong’s arm.

"Okay, okay, I promise."

"Sister Xuanxuan and Sister Qingqing are resting at home recently, preparing for maternity leave, and it’s just me at the company. I can’t handle it all by myself, and today a great director and a big star are coming, I’m afraid I can’t manage them alone." Xiao Yingying said.

"Alright, I’ll back you up."

"Oh, that’s great!" Xiao Yingying jumped and hung directly onto Song Xiaodong’s neck.

"Come give me a kiss!"

"No, haven’t brushed my teeth, not fresh!"

A year ago, Xiao Yingying was just a naive little sister, and after becoming a boss, her style changed too. She used to dress like a little girl, but after learning from so many sisters, she became more charming and started her professional journey, dressing in business attire that was exceptionally alluring.

Her outfit comprised of a fitted blazer, a white shirt, black trousers, and flat leather shoes, blending a mix of playful charm and professionalism. Through Song Xiaodong’s diligent effort, her figure began to develop, the tight suit highlighting the curve of her hips, and her upper body began to fill out, her business attire becoming quite provocative.

"Shall we go?" Xiao Yingying stood in front of a mirrored wall, twisting left and right, stirring up Song Xiaodong’s lust.

"You look pretty good in business clothes. Finally, you don’t seem like a little girl anymore!" Song Xiaodong pressed against her from behind.

"What, you’re getting a reaction?" Xiao Yingying chuckled, raised her head, her hand reached behind to between Song Xiaodong’s legs.

"You little brat, teasing me, watch out for heart attack!" Song Xiaodong grabbed Xiao Yingying’s hands.

"Haha, my illness you’ve already cured, have you forgotten?" Xiao Yingying turned around, looking up at Song Xiaodong, her eyes about to overflow with emotions.

"Not for a few days, you’re not scared of me again, are you?"

"I’ve never been scared of you!"

"Then I’ll make you fear me!"

Song Xiaodong rudely tossed Xiao Yingying onto the bed, standing by the bedside, satisfied as he admired his ’work’.

"Get up, let’s go!"

Song Xiaodong grabbed Xiao Yingying’s arm, pulling her relaxed body to stand up at the bedside.

Wearing business attire, Xiao Yingying removed her trousers, kneeling in front of Song Xiaodong, looking up at him, still full of fighting spirit.

"Do you want to know why Sister Sijie’s voice is hoarse?" Song Xiaodong grinned mischievously.

"Huh?"