Song Huayi and Song Huaya were both stunned and looked puzzled.
"No matter what, Mr. Yang killed the Song family blood after all. Your grandfather even wanted to expel us from the Song family. Do you think the Song family will let Mr. Yang go easily?"
"The reason why I didn't agree to Mr. Yang right away is because I wanted to learn more about Mr. Yang's situation from your mouth."
"Now that I know it, I will naturally not refuse the olive branch offered by Mr. Yang, but what is certain is that the Song family will definitely seek revenge from Mr. Yang."
"You also said that Mr. Yang has a very strong background. If the Song family really wants to seek revenge from Mr. Yang, what will happen?"
"When the time comes, how will you face it if you are caught between Mr. Yang and the Song family?"
Li Hairong asked solemnly.
Hearing this, Song Huayi immediately lowered his head. It was not that he had not thought of this, but that he was unwilling to think about it.
"Xiaoyi, I know very well what kind of temperament you have. In your opinion, your father died for the Song family, so even if he dies, you will find a way to protect the Song family."
Li Hairong said softly: "If the Song family wants to cause trouble to Mr. Yang, it will be digging its own grave. When the time comes, will you plead with Mr. Yang for the sake of the Song family, or will you allow the Song family to be destroyed?"
"I think, no matter what, it's not what you want to see, right?"
Song Huayi nodded: "Mom, I understand what you mean. I thought of this matter too simply."
"So, I plan to negotiate a condition with Mr. Yang, that is, if one day, the Song family takes the initiative to trouble him, I hope he can be noble and let the Song family live."
Li Hairong said seriously: "As long as he agrees, we will help him!"
"Mom, are we going too far when we do this?"
Song Huaya suddenly said: "The Song family has expelled us from the family. We were already desperate. Brother Yang was kind enough to take us in, but we actually negotiated terms with him?"
Li Hairong looked at her daughter and suddenly felt a little sad. She knew that her daughter was really deeply involved in her feelings for Yang Chen.
Nowadays, for the sake of love, I have even forgotten the ability to think.
"Xiaoya, mom is right, we should negotiate this condition with Mr. Yang."
Song Huayi was very rational. He looked at his sister and explained: "We were kicked out of the Song family and had no other choice. But if we have no value, how could Mr. Yang extend an olive branch to us?"
"Xiaoya, I think you have a secret crush on Mr. Yang, and you just want to stay with Yang Chen and work, right?"
Song Huayi laughed and joked.
When Song Huaya heard this, her face turned red immediately, she glared at Song Huayi, and said angrily: "Brother, don't talk nonsense!"
"Haha, okay, brother, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense!" Song Huayi said with a laugh.
Li Hairong glanced at Song Huayi appreciatively. Although he also wanted to do things for Yang Chen, he at least remained rational.
"Mom, let's make a decision. Let's talk to Mr. Yang first. As long as Mr. Yang is willing, we will work for Mr. Yang in the future." Song Huayi said.
Li Hairong nodded and asked with a smile: "What if Mr. Yang refuses?"
Song Huayi was silent for a moment. He only thought about Yang Chen agreeing, but he never thought that Yang Chen would also refuse.
"If you refuse, we will leave Yandu. As for the grudge between the Song family and Mr. Yang, it has nothing to do with us."
After a moment of silence, Song Huayi said, with a bit of self-mockery on his face: "Even if the Song family is destroyed, at least we have tried our best!"