After hearing Shen Wansan's words, Song Hongyan's wrist froze slightly:
"Grandpa, I will never let her hurt you."
"For Mark's sake, I don't want to attack her, but I won't allow her to attack you either."
"Lin Qiuling's death was her own fault. Tang Ruoxue has no reason to retaliate against you."
"If Tang Ruoxue insists on attacking grandpa regardless of right and wrong, I will get rid of her without mercy."
Song Hongyan's eyes were extremely determined.
Ye Fan is her man and her support in this life. She can compromise many things for Ye Fan.
It doesn't matter even if I hand over a Dihao Bank in exchange for Tang Ruoxue's peace.
But only Song Wansan would not give in on his life and death.
This is her untouchable bottom line.
"Silly girl!"
Song Wansan laughed loudly: "Thank you for taking care of grandpa."
"But take care of yourself, I'll be fine."
"It's a fact that Tang Ruoxue hates me, but it's also a fact that she can't hurt me."
"And I'm basically staying in Nanling now. Even ten Tang Ruoxues can't hurt me in the slightest."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. By the way, where is Mark, why haven't you seen him?"
"It seems that Tang Ruoxue called just now to see him, right?"
"He went out early?"
"This kid, why is he running around so early in the morning if he doesn't take good care of such a good granddaughter like me?"
The old man asked casually: "What did he do?"
"Ye Fan's preparation to return to the dragon has confirmed something."
Song Hongyan didn't hide anything from Song Wansan, and gently shook the hot cup:
"He went to the Hengcheng branch of Jinyi Pavilion to ask Sun Siyu, the chief officer, for a pass."
"I contacted Changsun Siyu to ask for a pass. Changsun Siyu agreed, but he must let Ye Fan go over to meet him."
"The eldest grandson Siyu needs his personal guarantee."
"This pass matter is a bit sensitive. It is inconvenient to make a call or reveal his whereabouts, so Tang Ruoxue cannot find him."
Song Hongyan's expression became more solemn: "And the matter of returning to Longdu may also be related to Tang Ruoxue..."
"stop!"
Song Wansan waved his hand and interrupted Song Hongyan's topic:
"Although I am your grandfather, you should try not to tell me confidential matters."
"Besides the fact that I'm worried about being a fool and inadvertently leaking secrets, I'm also not interested in the world of fighting and killing."
"Grandpa's focus now is to make money, make money, and make more money."
"I will give you the most generous dowry in the world so that you can marry into the Ye family in glory."
He laughed heartily: "I also let Mark know that my granddaughter is the most precious woman in the world."
Song Hongyan was extremely moved: "Grandpa, you are so kind to me..."
"You are my granddaughter and the future of my Song family. If I treat you badly, who will I treat well?"
Song Wansan laughed loudly and did not explore Ye Fan's traces again:
"Don't look moved. We don't do that."
"Okay, you go ahead and get busy. It's time for me to go see the dog and see if it has given birth. Hahaha."
After finishing speaking, Song Wansan waved to Song Hongyan: "Remember to take care of yourself."
Song Hongyan smiled and nodded: "Grandpa, take care of yourself."
When Song Hongyan turned off the video, Song Wansan from Nanling was also turning off his phone.
Then, he looked across at Song Huahua, who was playing Go with him: "Why don't you say a few words to Hongyan?"
Song Huahua had her hair tied up, dressed in plain clothes, holding a chess piece and speaking indifferently:
"It's not like you don't know that Girl Song and I don't get along."
"Every time we meet, every time we talk, sparks hit the earth."
"And I'm worried that my presence will bring invisible pressure to her."
"She has always felt guilty for not protecting Tang Pingfan, causing me to lose that little bit of hope for the rest of my life."
Song Huahua sighed: "So I try not to contact her, so as not to sting her with Tang Pingfan's needle."
Song Wansan took a sip of tea: "Then your heart died with Tang Pingfan?"
Song Huahua paused slightly when he heard this, and then put the white chess piece down:
"Tang Pingfan is a cruel and cold-blooded person, and I am also a ruthless and unjust person."
"The marriage between me and Tang Pingfan was just a chance encounter and a one-night stand."
"No emotion."
"The biggest concern is the girl Hongyan."
"So when Tang Pingfan died, I felt a little regretful and a little lonely. I was also sad that Hongyan had lost her father, but I couldn't say that I was heartbroken."
"She is a beauty. She has a deep affection for Tang Pingfan. At least she recognizes Tang Pingfan as her father in her heart."
Having said this, Song Huahua stretched out his hand to lift his hair, and his profile was similar to Song Hongyan's, with a hint of complicated emotions.
"Yeah?"
Song Wansan smiled faintly: "Really? I thought the dead girl had no feelings for Tang Pingfan."
Song Huahua added hot water to Song Wansan and kept his voice soft:
"Although Tang Pingfan abandoned the beauty for more than 20 years and ignored her, he still let her fend for herself."
"But in the two years after we met, he was really good at beauties."
"Not only did he teach Hongyan the most important lesson of hunting thousands of miles away, but he also secretly left most of the Tang Sect's core family property to her."
"You know, it's really rare for a person like Tang Pingfan, who is ruthless and unjust, to be so kind to a beauty."
"A beauty can also feel Tang Pingfan's sincerity."
"And Hongyan has been taught by you since she was a child to look forward and not dwell on the gains and losses of the past."
"So Hongyan has already accepted Tang Pingfan, otherwise she wouldn't have been searching and rescuing until now."
"Nowadays, Tang Pingfan is neither alive nor dead, and Hongyan is filled with sadness deep in her heart."
Song Huahua smiled bitterly: "This is another reason why I try to contact the beauty as little as possible."
"Don't think too much!"
Song Wansan also picked up a black chess piece and said with a smile: "Tang Pingfan will be auspicious to people and heaven."
Song Huahua suddenly asked: "Dad, do you think Tang Pingfan is still alive?"
"I can't give you a definite answer."
Song Wansan was not surprised that his daughter asked this topic, and then he laughed meaningfully:
"But based on my understanding of Tang Pingfan, it is actually a very good result to see no one alive or dead."
"Because for a cruel and cold-blooded wolf king like Tang Pingfan, as long as there is a life-saving straw, he can grab it and survive."
"The longer he is missing, the greater the chance he is alive."
"Perhaps he is hiding in a corner somewhere, basking in the sun and fishing."
He suddenly changed the topic: "By the way, I heard that the four great Vajras who had been silent for many years in Wuyi Lane suddenly showed traces?"
"The specific situation is not clear!"
Song Huahua nodded lightly: "It's just rumored that four weapons suddenly disappeared from the Burial Sword Tomb in the Holy Land of Wuyi Lane."
"A knife, a sword, a spear and an ax are exactly the weapons buried by the four King Kongs of Wuyi Lane before they retired from the world."
"Whether these weapons were stolen by daring people or whether the Four King Kongs came out again, it is difficult to judge for the time being."
"But the entire killer world is much more peaceful than before."
She whispered: "After all, if you accidentally provoke these four old monsters, you will definitely die."
While digesting the message, Song Wansan tapped the chess pieces and spoke:
"The century-old killer organization in Wuyi Lane is not only difficult to defeat due to its large numbers of people, but it also has roots that are intertwined with light and dark."
"They're like an iceberg."
"On top are the clearly visible twelve zodiac signs and other powers, and below are the four Vajras, the left and right protectors and the sect master."
"And the responsibilities are clear. The twelve zodiac signs kill people to make money, and the four king kongs are responsible for the inheritance in secret."
"They put so much effort into sowing seeds, but they don't care about the life or death of the seeds."
"This is also the reason why the Four King Kongs did not come out to retaliate after the Twelve Zodiacs and others were severely injured by Ye Fan and Ye Tang."
"For them, as long as the people with a clear face are not exterminated and the enemy's hands do not penetrate under the iceberg, they will not come out of the mountain."
"If the Four King Kongs of Wuyi Lane really come out now, it means that big things will happen in the world recently."
"And the only people who can mobilize the Four Great Vajras are the Wuyixiang Sect Master, who hasn't shown up in decades, or the one from the Tang Sect..."
He suddenly remembered something and smiled: "Tang Pingfan's disappearance is a bit interesting. I feel more and more that he is still alive."
Song Huahua's breathing stagnated slightly: "If he was alive, why didn't he come out and watch the Tang Sect fall apart?"
Song Wansan smiled playfully: "Fragmentation is not necessarily a bad thing."
“Only through great destruction can we achieve great success!”
"you lose!"
After he finished speaking, he dropped the black chess piece with a snap, instantly reversing the situation where he was surrounded.
Song Huahua was startled for a moment, then smiled, as if he had figured something out: "Dad, I lost, and I am convinced that I lost."
"You were convinced when you lost, but I was a little distracted when I won."
Song Wansan dropped the chess piece, picked up the tea cup and said with a smile: "The bustling Hengcheng mentioned by Hongyan made my heart tremble."
Song Huahua's eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his hand to touch Song Wansan's hand: "Dad, don't join in the fun in Hengcheng."
Song Wansan smiled and said, "There is a lingering hatred in my heart that I can't get rid of, and there is a thorn in my heart that I haven't removed yet."
"dad!"
Song Huahua's pretty face became solemn: "Didn't Hongyan just say that this thorn can't hurt you?"
Song Wansan moved Song Huahua's hand away, took a sip of tea, and then took out a diary from under the coffee table:
"Once the thorn is pulled out, it is no longer a thorn."
"But until it is pulled out, it will always be an uncomfortable thorn."
"Let me see who owes me money and should pay it back."
He opened the yellowed diary and smiled: "This Tang Huangpu seems to be overdue for more than a month..."