Chapter 227: 227, it’s not time yet Chapter 227: 227, it’s not time yet Several people were talking when Yang Xin’er’s phone rang.
Yang Xin’er took out her phone and saw it was a video message, somewhat surprised.
As she opened the video and saw its contents, a happy smile immediately appeared on Yang Xin’er’s face, “This is great! With this video, let’s see how that woman can keep clinging to Yufeng.”
“What video?” Yang Lisheng and the others looked curiously at Yang Xin’er.
“It’s a video sent by Xiao Li. Take a look,” Yang Xin’er handed her phone to Yang Lisheng and the others.
“This woman is just too mean.”
“How could Yufeng fall for this kind of woman?” Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang felt indignant for Yufeng. Although Xin’er could sometimes be unreasonable, she was truly devoted to Yufeng.
Mr. Song picked up the tea on the table and sipped it, appearing completely in control, as if everything was within his grasp.
“Dad, what do you think?” Yang Xin’er looked towards Mr. Song.
“Without setbacks, people won’t learn their lesson,” Mr. Song said with a cryptic smile after sipping his tea.
“Dad, did you already know about this?” Yang Xin’er guessed. Mr. Song didn’t seem surprised at all when he saw the video, so it was very likely that he had known about this matter beforehand.
Mr. Song nodded, “I had someone investigate that woman a long time ago, she approached Yufeng just for his money. The man she’s with is called Zhao Yi, a gigolo who specializes in scamming women for their money. Besides Xiao Lan, he has several other women.”
“Then why didn’t you tell Yufeng?” Yang Lisheng and the others were curious as they looked at Mr. Song. If he had told Yufeng earlier, Yufeng wouldn’t have gotten entangled with that woman.
“If a person is blinded by their own delusions, nothing you say will work. They will only believe it when they see and feel it for themselves,” Mr. Song knew his son’s character well. Without letting him face a setback, even if the evidence was right in front of him, he would come up with all sorts of excuses to refute it. He could see that Yufeng truly had feelings for that woman; otherwise, he wouldn’t be willing to give up his inheritance for her.
Yang Xin’er sighed deeply. Having been married to Yufeng for over a decade, she naturally knew his personality and understood that Mr. Song was right.
“Should we send this video to Yufeng?” Li Meixiang felt the video was very clear, and Yufeng should be able to come back to his senses after seeing it.
Mr. Song shook his head, “It’s not the right time yet.” Once a man falls for a woman, his IQ can plummet to below zero. Even if they sent the video now, if that woman played the victim and sweet-talked him, Yufeng would soften and forgive her. It would also interfere with the plan he had in place.
“When should we tell Yufeng?” Yang Xin’er asked. Yufeng was her husband, and of course, she hoped he would come back to her side sooner.
“Just wait a bit longer,” Mr. Song gave a profound smile to the three of them.
Song Yan Ning and her group arrived at the clubhouse and changed into riding attire before heading to the horse paddock.
“Do you know how to ride?” Song Yan Ning asked Song Yanli.
Song Yanli shook her head shyly, “I don’t really like outdoor sports.” She preferred peace and quiet. When not at school, she was either at the library reading books or at home painting.
Song Yan Ning looked at Qu Lingfeng and the others, “Which one of you will teach her?”
Qu Lingfeng and his companions exchanged glances.
“I’ll do it,” Ye Qi offered. After spending the day together, he had developed a positive impression of Song Yanli. She was quiet, and her voice was gentle, which made him feel at ease.
Song Yan Ning nodded, looking at Song Yanli, “Ye Qi is very good at horsemanship. Is it okay for him to teach you?”
Song Yanli glanced at Ye Qi and shyly nodded, “Okay.”
“Then I’ll leave her in your care,” Song Yan Ning said with a smile towards Ye Qi.
“No problem.” Ye Qi gave an OK sign.
“Xiao Ning, ride this horse,” Qin Yushen said, leading a white horse over.
“Alright.” Song Yan Ning walked up and stretched out her hand to stroke the horse’s mane. She liked the horse at first sight; its body was snow-white without a single blemish, like it was draped in silver silk, captivating her gaze.
“Xiao Ning, this is the best horse in the club. Usually, the club doesn’t let anyone ride it,” Fang Jingxing said with a mischievous smile, glancing at Qin Yushen. Yushen’s favoritism towards Song Yan Ning was undeniable.
Song Yan Ning looked at Qin Yushen and offered him a light smile.
Qin Yushen returned the smile, reaching out to ruffle Song Yan Ning’s hair, “As long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.”
“So cheesy!” Fang Jingxing exaggeratedly shivered. Only they were fortunate enough to see this other side of Yushen.
Qu Lingfeng laughed and clapped Fang Jingxing on the shoulder, “Let’s go pick a horse. Don’t be a third wheel here.”
Qin Yushen smiled, “Xiao Ning, wait for me. I’ll go pick a horse too.”
“Okay.” Song Yan Ning nodded, continuing to stroke the white horse, her eyes filled with joy.
Not far away, a young couple walked towards the riding field.
“Brother, that white horse is so pretty! I want to ride that one,” Liu Yiyi said, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the white horse, turning her head to the young man beside her and acting coquettishly.
Liu Wen Yue also fixed his eyes on the white horse, liking it very much, “Alright, let’s go over.” It was also his first time seeing such a beautiful horse.
“Hey! Give me that horse, name your price,” Liu Yiyi said arrogantly as she approached Song Yan Ning. Although her family wasn’t among the Four Great Families, it was still a renowned family in Beijing.
Song Yan Ning ignored Liu Yiyi; she didn’t like dealing with such idiocy.
“Are you deaf?” Liu Yiyi glared at Song Yan Ning, displeased.
Liu Wen Yue gently patted Liu Yiyi and raised a polite smile towards Song Yan Ning, “Miss, my sister really likes this horse. Could you let us have it? As long as you’re willing to give it to us, we can grant you any request.” He assumed that this young lady, given her ordinary clothes, was not someone of high status.
Although the Liu family wasn’t a top-tier family, he was familiar with the disciples of the big families in Beijing. He was sure he had never seen this young lady before.
“Why should I let you have it?” Song Yan Ning looked at the two with a faint gaze, not hiding the mockery in her eyes.
“Don’t make us force you,” Liu Yiyi said angrily, “You’ll regret crossing me, I can make it impossible for you to stay in Beijing.”
“Miss, we’re trying to be nice,” Liu Wen Yue threatened with a cold laugh, “but if you insist on this, then don’t blame us for being unpleasant.”
“Then try being unpleasant,” Song Yan Ning said with an amused look, sizing up the two. She didn’t want to invite trouble, but trouble seemed to insist on finding her, leaving her no choice.