Chapter 483: Chapter 182: Sis, You Left the Auto Store Just to Follow a Little Punk? (Part 2)

In a room, the younger sister Song Yutong, who was working on her winter vacation homework, saw her elder sister’s beaming expression, put down the ballpoint pen in her hand, and teasingly asked, "Sis, what makes you so happy? Are you texting with your boyfriend?"

"Don’t talk nonsense, it’s my boss!"

Song Yuwei said with a smile.

"Your boss?"

Song Yutong frowned, imagining a middle-aged, greasy man with a slicked-back hairstyle, dressed in designer suits and shoes, with a potbelly.

"Stop it, our boss isn’t like what you’re thinking!"

Song Yuwei could tell at a glance that her younger sister’s mind had wandered: "You know the Xiangjiang star Huang Zongze, the bad-boy handsome type? Our boss looks a lot like him, and he’s even younger, still a college student, only in his sophomore year!"

"No way?"

Song Yutong was shocked, "Sis, you left the car trade shop to follow a young guy?"

"What young guy? The boss is amazing, young and capable. Do you know, the computer store I work at is on campus, it’s 300 square meters, and your big sister manages dozens of staff members! And there are five such stores in Lin’an, all opened by the boss within one year. The boss told me, the plan is to have more than 20 stores by the end of the year, not only in Lin’an but in other cities too!"

Song Yuwei said proudly.

"Wow, that’s really impressive!"

Song Yutong blinked her Cartland-brand big eyes, filled with excitement, "Sounds like following this young boss has a lot of potential. So, how did you two meet?"

"He came with another shareholder and the general manager to buy cars, took three, one costing nearly 300,000, and the other two over 100,000 each. He swiped a card for over half a million on the spot!"

"Over half a million!"

Song Yutong gasped, "Your boss is really lavish!"

"Haha, it was fate. When the boss came to pick up the car, none of my colleagues paid him attention, thinking he was a mere kid, but I went to serve him, and that’s how we met. Later, the boss invited me to be a store manager, saying he appreciated my service attitude. His company also values the service concept and believes I have potential!"

"I bet he thinks you’re pretty too, sis."

Song Yutong laughed.

"Stop spreading rumors!"

Song Yuwei feigned annoyance.

Even so, she was quite confident in her appearance and could sense that Su Zelin did have some of those intentions.

She took a deep breath and clenched her fists, "Yutong, our Song family will rise again in Changning, even more glorious than before. Those who gloat, kick us when we’re down, and look down on us, their faces will hurt in the future! Yutong, don’t worry, just focus on your studies, your sister is here!"

Song Yutong’s smile faded. She knew her sister’s stubborn and pragmatic nature well, unwilling to let the family remain in decline, willing to pay any price to climb up, even considering her looks as her most effective tool.

"Sis, you better think it through, and don’t do anything foolish!"

Song Yutong cautioned carefully.

"Yutong, you don’t need to worry. This is the life I’ve thought about living, and I enjoy it!"

Song Yutong fell silent, unsure of what more she could say at that moment.

The only comfort was that her sister’s boss was younger than her and handsome like Huang Zongze, not a greasy, middle-aged man with a potbelly.

"Alright, don’t overthink it, get back to your summer homework. I’m going to check on Mom!"

Song Yuwei left the room.

On the sofa in the living room sat a middle-aged woman watching a black-and-white TV.

The walls in the old rental house were shabby and peeling, the aging fluorescent lights were dim and flickered occasionally, casting a shadow on her vacant face.

Chen Xiulan, Song Yuwei’s mother.

The New Year was approaching, yet there was no festive atmosphere at home.

Because this was not their home, but a small rental apartment.

The Song family once had a small villa, beautifully built and splendid.

However, after the family business failed, they were forced to sell it to pay off debts, and the entire family had been deeply impacted ever since.

Her mother liked to watch dramas about wealthy families daily, reminiscing about the Song family’s glorious days in Changning.

As for her dad, he drowned his sorrows in alcohol every day.

Thankfully, the younger sister in her senior year of high school was striving hard, studying diligently with excellent grades.

"Bang!"

The sound of the big iron gate outside being opened resonated.

Without looking, she knew it was her father returning.

The family of four: herself, her mom, and her younger sister, were all at home.

"Xiulan!"

Song Xiangxin dragged out his voice, shouting the moment he stepped into the door, his voice a few decibels higher than usual, and his face as red as a monkey’s bottom.

Chen Xiulan finally reacted, going over to support her husband, "Why did you drink again?"

"The New Year is near, feeling happy, and Boss Wu invited me for drinks. You know, Wu Guoli, the one we did business with before, he still gives me some respect!"

Song Xiangxin, reeking of alcohol, staggered with a half-finished bottle of Wild Goose beer in his hand.

Seeing this, Song Yuwei couldn’t hold back, snatched the beer from his hand, and said angrily, "Dad, stop drinking!"

She knew that Boss Wu, Wu Guoli, was by no means a good person. Inviting him out for drinks wasn’t out of respect. With others, it was all about teasing him, ostensibly regretting the downfall of the Song family, but actually sneering inwardly.

If they truly regarded him as a friend, they wouldn’t invite him to drink at this time, but would think of ways to help!

Seeing her once high-spirited father become so dispirited, dejected, Song Yuwei spoke up emotionally, "They’re treating you like a fool, can’t you see that?"

Song Xiangxin’s face turned pale, despite his drunken stupor, his daughter’s unreserved words still pierced his numbed heart, and he raised his hand abruptly.

Chen Xiulan hurriedly stepped in front of her daughter, "Xiangxin, you’ve had too much to drink, she didn’t mean it!"

As she spoke, she gave Song Yuwei a hard look, signaling her to say less.

Song Dad usually doted on his daughters, but after a few drinks, when in a bad mood, it could be unpredictable if provoked; she herself had been hit while trying to console him.

At this point, Song Yutong, who was working on her homework in the room, also came out upon hearing the quarrel. When she saw the scene, she was stunned.

Dad had never hit her sister, what was happening?

"That’s exactly what I meant, and today I’m going to make it clear! Song Xiangxin, they’re treating you like a fool, laughing at your misfortune. If you’re not determined to rise again, let alone hitting mom, what kind of skill is that?"

Song Yuwei fearlessly stood tall, "Go ahead, hit me, too, just kill me as if you never had a daughter like me!"

In the past, she might not have dared to confront her father so directly, but after leaving home to work independently and becoming a store manager at New Era, Song Yuwei had the confidence. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Someone in the family needed to step up; she couldn’t let her dad continue like this!

Song Xiangxin’s face changed several times but eventually lowered his hand.

He did cherish his two daughters, never hit them once growing up, and when they had money, they were treated like princesses.

Even though he drank a lot tonight, and his elder daughter’s words were harsh and showed no mercy, Song Dad ultimately couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Moreover, Song Yuwei was right. He knew that Wu Guoli and the others were just past pig friends and dog pals, every drink invitation was full of cold words, but he just wanted to numb himself with alcohol.

Song Xiangxin sat down on the sofa, burying his head in his hands, tugging at his half-white, messy hair, tears streaming down: "I’m sorry, Yuwei, Yutong, it’s all because of me that you couldn’t live a good life!"

For this New Year, while others celebrated joyfully, the Song family was overshadowed by sorrow.

However, Song Yuwei was used to it, ever since their small villa was sold, almost every year had been like this.

But it wouldn’t always be this way!

I will eventually buy back that house for my mom and dad!

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