CHAPTER 1152: CHAPTER 1153: THE UNWELCOME TRUE DAUGHTER 96

After Zhang Yu successfully acquired this villa, she felt exceptionally happy.

Originally, she thought about tearing it down and rebuilding, but after seeing the house, she completely changed her mind. The exterior was NICE, and the interior was also very good.

In short, Zhang Yu felt that as long as there were no issues with the internal structure of this house, a little renovation inside would make it an amazing place.

Once the funds for the house were received, Song Weikang quickly acquired two shop spaces and several apartments, saying, "We’ll just collect rent by then."

Song Dafa didn’t expect that after receiving a house on the Mainland, he would also get one in Harbor City, moved to tears.

"Master, thank you, you really..." Song Dafa didn’t expect Song Weikang to be so good to him.

Since childhood, even his parents never considered him like this. As for his children, it was good enough if they didn’t take money from him; they wouldn’t think about him.

Looking at the reddened eyes of Song Dafa, Song Weikang said, "You think about me, so I must think about you."

"These properties are yours. Once you collect the rent, either save it or buy more properties to continue collecting rent."

"For Zhang Yu, she mentioned some stocks that could serve as pension stocks, paying dividends every year."

Song Dafa thought Song Weikang asked about stocks to buy some for himself, not expecting it was for him.

This made Song Dafa even more uneasy, "Master, Master..."

"I’m fine, and even if one day I’m really gone, you shouldn’t stay on the Mainland."

"You should come to Harbor City."

"No matter how hard they say life is, don’t mind it."

"Even if it’s Song Shijian and Song Ziming, and as for your son." Song Weikang recalled what he had investigated.

"You don’t need to worry about him; his life is going well." Song Weikang could now calmly talk to Song Dafa about Song Yurong.

Though Song Weikang’s expression was calm, the feelings of growing up together could quickly make Song Dafa notice something was off.

"Did he do something against the Song Family?" Song Dafa was furious; he could tolerate his son’s unfilial behavior but not him doing something against the Song Family.

Seeing the agitated Song Dafa, Song Weikang signaled him not to get excited.

"It’s not just your son Song Yurong who’s undermining the Song Family’s foundation; even my son is."

"Though it looks lush and thriving, the roots are actually rotten. Doesn’t Song Shijian have any issues with what happened with Song Yurong?"

The more investigation material he saw, the more calm and composed he became, "We’re old, can’t manage so much."

"Their days are what they make of it, and one day they’ll face the consequences."

Thinking of the lives some of the younger generation were leading now, Song Weikang wasn’t heartbroken anymore; it was just reaping the outcomes they had sown.

"Is it really beyond saving?" Song Dafa’s voice trembled.

Song Weikang sighed deeply, "No saving it; even though Song Shijian knows there are issues with the company, he’s remained unchanged, as usual."

"Clearly, the company is his now, to leave for his son and grandson, yet it continues like this."

"What more can I do?"

"When the time comes, just come to Harbor City and find Zhang Yu. I will make arrangements."

"This girl seems cold-hearted but is much better than the others." Song Weikang found it amusing.

"I never thought the one I trust the most would be her." Song Weikang truly never expected it.

Zhang Yu had no idea this was the last time she would see Song Weikang after she saw him off.

Returning to the Mainland, Song Weikang’s health rapidly declined. After being taken to the hospital, the doctor’s response was that it was organ failure and couldn’t be rescued.

Upon hearing the result, the Song family didn’t cry or seek famous doctors to save the Old Master as they did before.

At this moment, all they thought about was how much inheritance they could get once the Old Master passed away.

Some even pressed Song Dafa, "Did the Old Master go to Harbor City to see Zhang Yu?"

Song Dafa felt truly chilled; the Old Master was now spending more time unconscious than awake, and here came the dutiful descendants of the Song Family.

Yet none of them showed concern for the Old Master’s life or death; all they cared about was how the will was set up and how the inheritance would be distributed.

And also, they wanted to know how much had been given to Zhang Yu during the visit to Harbor City.

"Go see Zhang Yu’s two children." Song Dafa looked at the silent Song Shijian and his son, Song Yurong, standing behind them.

Even if they didn’t participate in the questioning, Song Dafa knew this was also their intention.

Previously, he hesitated on whether he should heed the Old Master’s words. Now he knew staying here would be a bad idea and would likely end with him swallowed whole.

"All just to see Zhang Yu’s two children?" Of course, they didn’t believe it, "Zhang Yu herself said she’s not from the Song Family."

"That was because of your coercion. Back then, when the Old Master hoped she would return, who stood by him?" Song Dafa exclaimed loudly.

"Now the Old Master is like this, and you’re only concerned about these things, not his well-being?" With newfound confidence, Song Dafa loudly questioned them.

"You never showed up before, but now that the Old Master is unwell, you’re all here crowding around."

"There’s surveillance, and the Old Master has made records and arrangements for the things here."

"If you make a move, I’ll call the police right away."

"The house is still the Old Master’s; you have no say over it." Song Dafa declared that as guests, they must follow the rules, or else get out.

Seeing the typically quiet and unobtrusive Song Dafa speak up, they were truly shocked.

Everyone looked at each other, unable to believe this was the same honest man who followed the Old Master.

Song Shijian had long been displeased with Song Dafa, especially knowing the Old Master had given him some property.

"Song Dafa, you need to remember your status." At this moment, only he, the firstborn, could step forward.

Song Dafa scoffed a few times, "Yes, I should remember my status. Please also remember yours."

"This house still belongs to the Old Master; it hasn’t been given to you yet." Song Dafa was unfazed.

"Rest assured, as long as the Old Master is here, I’ll be here. Once he’s gone, I won’t linger either." Song Dafa spoke with confidence.

Now, he truly felt empowered, "If the outside world learns that while the Old Master is gravely ill, you began to scheme for his money, what do you think the public will say?"

Song Shijian and the others trembled with anger at his words, pointing fingers at him.

Song Dafa was not afraid, "Alright, these are the Old Master’s messages for you."

Song Dafa played a video recorded when the Old Master was in good health, where the domineering Old Master declared that anyone causing trouble at the old mansion and not listening to Song Dafa would not be allowed to inherit his assets.