Song Qiao knew that Old Master Lu was not just dissatisfied with her, but had very strong opinions, whether five years ago or now.

To be precise, it seems that Old Master Lu’s impression of her is even worse than before. Song Qiao had seriously thought about what aspect of herself made Old Master Lu dissatisfied, but finally figured that it might be because she has no family background or backing, making Old Master Lu feel that by marrying Lu Jingchen, she’s like a sparrow turning into a phoenix.

In contrast, whether it was Yu Xia then or Tan Shuya now, they both had impressive identities, born as privileged daughters with golden spoons.

After all, Yu Xia was the daughter of a noble aristocrat in Beijing, while Tan Shuya was the sole daughter of the chairman of Dongheng Bank. Whether in terms of identity or backing, they were stronger than Song Qiao.

Most importantly, if either Yu Xia or Tan Shuya married Lu Jingchen, it would greatly assist Lu Jingchen’s work and benefit CK Group significantly.

For example, even though Dongheng Bank is facing some crisis now, if Tan Shuya and Lu Jingchen got married, CK Group would still benefit immensely from their union.

After all, Dongheng Bank is an old bank in An City, a little crisis wouldn’t easily bring it down. If they overcome this crisis, it’ll still be one of the top banks in An City.

This is also why, till now, Lu Tianming still favors Tan Shuya as his daughter-in-law the most.

After turning off the heat directly, Song Qiao stood up straight, holding her phone with one hand and organizing her already-chopped ingredients with the other.

On the phone, Lu Tianming heard Song Qiao’s words and immediately spoke with a tone of annoyance, "Miss Song, you should know why I called you, right?"

Song Qiao, "..." Apart from matters related to Lu Jingchen, she really couldn’t think of why Lu Tianming would call her.

After thinking for a moment, Song Qiao smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know why you called me. It’s just to make me leave Lu Jingchen, Old Master Lu. I respect you as Jingchen’s father, so I’ve always treated you as a senior. I know you’ve always had strong opinions about me..."

Upon hearing Song Qiao’s words, Lu Tianming directly scoffed and then said, "Since you know I have opinions about you and understand that I don’t want you to enter the Lu Family and won’t agree to it, you should leave my son and stop entangling with him."

The color on Song Qiao’s face began to fade slowly, and her complexion turned a bit pale because Lu Tianming’s blunt rejection made her begin to doubt if she was really unsuitable to be by Lu Jingchen’s side.

But remembering what Lu Jingchen had said to her before, her heart hardened again, and she said directly, "I can leave Lu Jingchen, but I have conditions."

On the phone, Lu Tianming probably didn’t expect Song Qiao to say so easily that she would leave his son, and for a moment he was stunned, not knowing how to react. After a long silence, he spoke, "Tell me, how much money do you want to agree to leave my son?"

In Lu Tianming’s view, there was hardly anything that money couldn’t solve, even back then with Zuo Yuqing.

Back when Zuo Yuqing was with Lu Jingchen, Lu Tianming naturally wouldn’t agree for Zuo Yuqing to step through the Lu Family’s door, so he used a lot of tricks to make Zuo Yuqing retreat and leave his son. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

At that time, he leveraged the crisis in Zuo Yuqing’s family company to threaten her; as long as she left his son, he would fund Zuo Group to get through the tough period.

Ultimately, Zuo Yuqing left his son due to the financial pressure, almost leading to Zuo Group’s bankruptcy, and went abroad alone.

However, Song Qiao is not Zuo Yuqing. Now money is not an issue for her, not to mention she also holds shares in Gu Qing’s company.

Although RQ Group isn’t as large as CK Group or as financially powerful, RQ Group is the largest multinational group in France Paris, including a famous entertainment company. Given that many currently popular actresses and actors are under RQ Group, its prospects are immense.

Even though Song Qiao’s shares aren’t many, the annual dividends are tens of millions, if not billions. Currently, her wealth and savings are unknown, making her a bona fide little rich woman.

So when Lu Tianming asked how much she wanted to leave Lu Jingchen, Song Qiao almost laughed out loud but restrained her smile, fearing she might anger Lu Tianming into a heart attack.

She turned on the faucet to wash her hands, and after drying the water with a towel, she opened the phone to Lu Tianming again and said, "I can leave your son, but I don’t need money, I don’t want money either..."

In the Lu Family Mansion, sitting in the living room, Lu Tianming’s expression became stern after hearing Song Qiao and he promptly asked, "Then what do you want?"

Song Qiao, "I want custody of Wangshu. If Lu Jingchen and I divorce, the son will belong to me in the future. I want to take him away from An City back to Paris and never appear in front of you again. By then, whoever Lu Jingchen wants to marry, I won’t say a word..."

"You..." Upon hearing Song Qiao’s demand, Lu Tianming’s face darkened immediately, anger boiling up, and he said directly, "You can forget about taking my grandson... Wangshu belongs to the Lu Family, why should you take him?"

Song Qiao remained unfazed, coldly laughing, she said directly, "That’s my child born after ten months of pregnancy; I almost lost my life giving birth to him, why can’t I take him?" Speaking here, she smiled and continued, "It’s been five years since your family had the child, and I’ll have the lawyer count the money spent on him and repay every penny."

Lu Tianming’s face could no longer be described as terrible, raging, he shouted, "Don’t even think about taking my grandson."

Song Qiao shrugged, "But that’s my only request, otherwise unless your son initiates the divorce, do you think it’s possible?"

Anyway, it’s not important to her now, knowing Lu Jingchen loves her, and she loves Lu Jingchen too. Divorce is impossible, maybe when she just returned to the country, she would have had that thought.