Luo Yuqing was an outstanding anomaly in that era, not only because of her outstanding appearance, but also because of her amazing talent for knowledge that she had shown since she was a child. According to rumors, Luo Yuqing, who was only seventeen years old at the time, had already taught himself many languages, was well-read, and was the youngest visiting professor at Qingyang University. His main focus was mechanical manufacturing.
Her creations are unique and her techniques are exquisite. She is like an innate craftsman. Her works have been published in foreign magazines many times. Even senior officials have secretly negotiated business with her in order to attract such outstanding talents.
However, Luo Yuqing refused all of this. Even after marrying Qin Wenrong, she stayed at home and became a housewife. Until her death, everyone felt sorry for her.
The more Song Ye investigated and understood Luo Yuqing, the more he felt that Qin Zhan's talent was inherited from his mother.
"Azhan is going to take back his biological mother's relics and keep them as memories. If it is convenient for Mrs. Zhou..." Song Ye held the photo frame in her hand and had no intention of handing it back, because she found that there were traces on the back of the photo frame and on the glass. There are varying degrees of scratches and a musty smell. It should have been randomly found in a corner, rather than being treasured forever as the other party said.
"Convenient, of course it's convenient, but there are some things inside that I need to talk to A Zhan in person. I wonder when he can come?" Mother Zhou agreed, but insisted on seeing Qin Zhan.
Naturally, Song Ye would not agree. She came here secretly today under the banner of Qin Zhan, "Azhan still has something to do at the headquarters, and I am not an outsider. If Mrs. Zhou has anything to say, you might as well say it directly."
"This..." Mother Zhou frowned subconsciously, her expression slightly dissatisfied, because in her opinion, Song Ye was of low status and had no right to speak.
"I'm afraid what Mrs. Zhou is going to say is not about A Zhan's biological mother." Song Ye suddenly opened his mouth to pierce the other party's thoughts, and his tone was so calm that he said, "I saw your daughters leaving the Zhou family just now, their expressions on their faces It doesn’t seem good.”
This speech was still very tactful. When they passed by each other just now, the rich daughters of the Zhou family cursed her repeatedly, which made her amazed.
"This..." Mother Zhou's stiff smile was a little embarrassed for a moment, but things had reached this point, so she simply moved away, sighed heavily and said: "Hey, you have seen it, being a mother is not easy, the Zhou family The head of the family died early, and I am the only woman supporting the family. Now my children are in trouble outside and I can’t help them. It’s really..."
Speaking of this, Mother Zhou held the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice choked up appropriately.
"So?" Song Ye spoke out three words calmly, like an emotionless robot, without even a single wave of coldness between his brows.
soy Mujer.
Zhou's mother's performance was completely ignored. She couldn't help cursing in her heart, but she continued the drama perfectly on her face, "Hey, poor Yuqing is the eldest sister but died early. She was very capable since she was a child. If she is still alive , will definitely help her sisters, after all, these sisters have the best relationship, and she also loves her sisters the most."
"Haha..." At this point in the performance, a chuckle from the opposite side suddenly broke in, causing Zhou's mother to sigh. She looked up and met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Song Ye waved his hand, "Sorry, I couldn’t hold it back for a while.”
So I laughed out loud.
Zhou's mother wiped the floor and pulled down her old face, tightened the corners of her mouth, and said in a displeased tone: "Miss Song, it's not that I like to teach you like an elder, but you are too rude, but I know what you just did was How disrespectful to A-Zhan’s biological mother?”
"Huh?" Song Ye tilted his head, raised his voice slightly, and asked in confusion with an expressionless face, "I thought you were telling a joke just now."
That's why she laughed out loud.
"What do you mean?" Zhou's mother frowned.
Song Ye was not afraid of her, and after taking a leisurely sip of coffee, he said: "As far as I know, A Zhan's biological mother is the adopted daughter of the Zhou family. The eldest child has never been favored, and she was once beaten by several people in school. My sister was collectively slapped, and now several of her husbands were also the ones who pursued her. Until she passed away, your Zhou family didn’t even attend her funeral."
In this situation, it is a big joke to say that sisters have deep love.
"These, these are all rumors..." Zhou's mother was shocked on the spot. She didn't expect that Song Ye would investigate these old things in private, and she felt particularly guilty when she retorted.
"I don't care what the truth is. Why don't you ask Mrs. Zhou to give me a price? How much will it cost before you give me the thing?" Song Ye felt that if things can be solved with money, there is no need to waste expressions on the show. It is hard for himself and disgusting for the other party. .
Mother Zhou's purpose was indeed to ask for money, but her expression was still ugly at this moment, because she hated Song Ye's condescending attitude, but she just clung to Qin Zhan, and her tail was raised to the sky.
But after all, there is no emotion at all. Qin Zhan has now left the Qin family and will not be of much use in the future. What he can do now is just a stroke.
With this in mind, Zhou's mother reported a number, "Seventy million, and I'll give it to you."
70 million, clearly marked price, obviously considered in advance.
This price is considered a considerable amount for a third-tier wealthy family like the Zhou family, and the amount evenly distributed among several daughters is also considerable.
However, Song Ye agreed simply, "Yes, but I need to confirm things first."
Seeing her nodding, Zhou's mother's expression finally turned from gloomy to clear, and she answered happily, "Okay, I'll go upstairs and get it."
With that said, the man had already gone upstairs with brisk steps.
Song Ye twitched the corners of his mouth and lowered his head to drink coffee. The curve of the corners of his mouth was a bit cold.
Another twenty minutes passed before Mother Zhou came down with a package, placed it in front of Song Ye and said with a smile: "The things have been there for a long time and have a slight smell, but they are all in good condition."
Song Ye nodded, leaned forward slightly and opened the package, frowning when he was greeted by a musty smell.
There are all kinds of things inside, including books signed by Luo Yuqing, small objects made by her, and a few simple pieces of jewelry. They are all worthless things here and there, and the signs of damage and mold are already obvious.
With a slap, Song Ye threw the small wooden bead in his hand back into the package, picked up the paper towel on the side and wiped his fingers, and asked casually: "Mrs. Zhou is joking with me, 70 million to buy a bunch of rags, business It can be done, but it’s not done this way.”
"Hey, what rags? These are all Yuqing's relics, and they have her signature on them." Zhou's mother hurriedly reached out to pull out the evidence.
But Song Ye stopped him midway, "Mrs. Zhou, did you forget that there was a jade plaque that you didn't put in?"