Chapter 146: 146, Identity Chapter 146: 146, Identity Ling Qingyang frowned, “The school has its rules, and from now on, you are not allowed to bring anyone up there.” If Principal Li hadn’t specifically called to ask, it would have been nothing, but since he did call, if Xiao Yu were to bring someone up again, it would be disrespectful.
Ling Yu grunted in dissatisfaction and looked at Mr. Ling, “Grandpa, the person I brought was Grandpa Yang’s granddaughter, Song Yan Ning. You know her.”
“It’s Song Yan Ning?” Mr. Ling looked at Ling Qingyang and said, “Qingyang, talk to the principal for me, let’s donate five hundred thousand to the school for Song Yan Ning.”
Although Song Yan Ning was the Song Family’s unwanted child, she was still a member of the Song Family—a fact that could not be changed. Moreover, Yang Lisheng was no ordinary person; his connections in Beijing were unimaginable to others. Ling Yu being close friends with Song Yan Ning would bring unexpected benefits to the Ling Family in the future.
“Why?” Ling Qingyang asked, not understanding. Even if Grandpa had a good relationship with Yang Lisheng, that didn’t mean they should take money lightly; the Ling Family had money, but it didn’t come out of thin air.
“Because Song Yan Ning is from the Song Family of Beijing.” Mr. Ling felt it was essential for his son and grandson to know Song Yan Ning’s real identity.
“The Song Family of Beijing!” Ling Qingyang looked at Mr. Ling incredulously. Although the Ling Family was prominent in Yang City, compared to the colossal Song Family, they were nothing; the Song Family could crush the Ling Family with a mere breath.
Mr. Ling nodded, “You should understand what I mean.”
“I’ll do it right now,” declared Ling Qingyang earnestly. Building relations with the Song Family could bring unimaginable benefits to their family.
Mr. Ling then looked at Ling Yu, “Take good care of Song Yan Ning.”
“Grandpa, I will take care of Song Yan Ning, but not because of her status,” Ling Yu earnestly replied to Mr. Ling. No matter what identity Song Yan Ning held, in his heart, she had only one status—that of his boss.
“Alright.” Mr. Ling smiled and nodded. He had become friends with Yang Lisheng not because of his status, but because they shared similar ambitions. However, he was sure that Ling Yu’s interactions with Song Yan Ning would bring significant benefits to the Ling Family in the future. Song Yan Ning was certainly not just anybody.
After leaving Mr. Ling’s courtyard, Ling Qingyang made a call to Principal Li.
“Mr. Ling, hello!” Principal Li greeted Ling Qingyang cheerily.
“Principal, I have asked about the matter you mentioned, and there indeed was such an incident. I am sorry for any trouble I have caused.”
“Mr. Ling, you’re joking, there was no trouble. Someone merely complained, and I was just asking, no trouble at all.”
“I will soon transfer five hundred thousand to the school’s account, as a donation from Song Yan Ning for the school development fund.”
“What?” Principal Li was bewildered. What was going on? Even as wealthy as the Ling Family was, they wouldn’t just donate five hundred thousand on behalf of a student just to allow their child to bring another student to staff cafeteria.
“Principal Li, I won’t bother you anymore, goodbye,” Ling Qingyang said before hanging up. He really hadn’t thought that an inconspicuous little girl could be a member of the Song Family. Maybe in the future, this connection could elevate the Ling Family even further.
It took Principal Li a while to come back to reality; he thought about it and decided to call Ms. Yan.
Ms. Yan was lying on the couch with a facial mask on when her phone rang. She reached for her phone on seeing that it was from Principal Li, delighted. She hadn’t expected Principal Li to respond so soon.
She quickly answered, “Principal Li!”
“Ms. Yan, I’ve looked into the issue you mentioned. That student is indeed qualified to dine in the faculty cafeteria.”
“How is that possible? Isn’t her family very poor?” Ms. Yan asked, puzzled. Yaya had said Song Yan Ning’s grandfather wore shabby clothes, and even went to eat at the snack store across from the school. Someone with a status surely wouldn’t go to such a place to buy food.
“Principal, you’re not making an exception because of the Ling Family and Guo Family’s relationship, are you?”
“Ms. Yan, the school has its own rules, and these aren’t rules I can just break because I want to, but because Song Yan Ning truly qualifies. I have an official matter to attend to now, so I’ll speak with you later,” Principal Li explained before hanging up. Some things were better kept to himself, not needed to be known by everyone. But still, he couldn’t understand why the Ling Family would donate five hundred thousand for Song Yan Ning to the school.
“What the heck!” Ms. Yan angrily pulled off her face mask. She decided she would meet Song Yan Ning the next day to see just how imposing she was, daring to bully her Yaya. She didn’t care what Song Yan Ning’s status was; she would warn her—if she ever bullied her Yaya again, she would make her regret it.
The school’s bell rang for the end of classes, and Song Yan Ning packed her bag, ready to leave.
Fang Ya approached Song Yan Ning, blocking her way. “Song Yan Ning, my mother has come, she wants to meet you.”
Song Yan Ning smiled faintly, “Is your mother the principal?”
Fang Ya hesitated, “No.”
“Then why should I meet her just because she wants to meet me?” Song Yan Ning picked up her backpack and walked towards the exit.
“Song Yan Ning, wait!” Fang Ya chased after her and stopped Song Yan Ning again. “My mother is here, you must meet her.”
Song Yan Ning rolled her eyes in annoyance, “Stop blocking my way, otherwise I can’t guarantee I won’t hit you.” Without meeting her, Song Yan Ning could already imagine what kind of person Fang Ya’s mother was.
Frightened, Fang Ya took a step back, afraid Song Yan Ning really would start hitting. Then she saw Ms. Yan approaching with a triumphant smile on her face, “My mother is here,” with her mother present, she wanted to see if Song Yan Ning would dare to continue her arrogance. To hit her, in front of her mother? Did she have the nerve?