CHAPTER 130: CHAPTER 130 SI MINGJING: I WANT TO GO HOME TO INHERIT THE FAMILY PROPERTY 1

Si Mingjing stood on the stage like a willow swaying in the wind by the riverbank. Her drooping branches seemed soft as silk yet remained unbreakable, despite the battering of the winds and rain.

She feigned shock, her face a mixture of astonishment and aggrievement.

"Grandma, it was you who borrowed money and didn’t repay it, and now the creditor has come knocking, leaving us with no dignity," she said. "In your desperation, you shouldn’t fling dirt on your granddaughter. I’ve been staying at the Ye Family every night."

At these words, the crowd was once again astounded!

Si Mingjing, what did she just say? She’s staying at the Ye Family every night?

Is she cohabiting with Mo Yinhe?

Oh my God, the gossip today just keeps getting juicier!

Ye Nianbai, the little guy, stood up, full of fiery protectiveness for his wife. "You old witch," he declared, "if you spout any more nonsense, I’ll smash your mouth! My wife sleeps with me every night. With juicy young meat like me, would she even spare a glance at him?"

Humph, wanting to slander my wife, see if I agree to that!

Even if she’s not sleeping with me every night, I trust my wife completely!

Dad says a man must trust his wife, and those who don’t are idiots!

Kids say the darndest things, so of course, the onlookers trusted Ye Nianbai even more.

Moreover, Si Mingjing was so young. Why would she need to go to a nightclub to find hunky men?

Isn’t it wonderful for her to cling to Mo Yinhe’s thighs?

But it was a different story for Song Mother. At her age, with money to spare, she was a prime target for male models.

Song Mother trembled with fear, completely baffled as to why this hunky man had turned against her.

Damn it!

It must be Si Mingjing!

That little vixen is terrifying!

Song Mother’s vision darkened, and she shook her head repeatedly. "It’s not me! Really, it’s not me! This pretty boy is framing me! Who put you up to this? Was it Si Mingjing?"

"PAH!" the male model retorted angrily. "I’m just asking for what I’m owed. How dare you accuse me of being manipulated?

"You forgot how you said I was far better than your decrepit husband!

"When you needed me, you were all sweet talk, praising me to the skies. Now you want to pull up your pants and deny everything?

"I’m telling you, there’s no way!

"If you don’t have the money, let your son pay. Does your son own such a big company, yet can’t afford to pay 32,000 for the legitimate earnings of labor?"

Upon hearing this, Song Tengfei was furious. "Shut your mouth! Someone escort this rambling fool out of here!"

"I’m rambling?"

The male model, whose fighting spirit was off the charts, retorted, "Your mother clearly promised me. She was going to buy me a house somewhere else, so I wouldn’t have to entertain other clients!

"She also said she’d take care of my food, drinks, and clothes, treat me like her own son. These were all her words to me. Your mother even tipped me ten thousand yuan."

Having said that, the male model opened his phone to show the transfer records, emphasizing, "Let me clarify, this was for my extra efforts, money given as a tip. Tips and regular expenses should not be confused. I want my full 32,000, not a cent less!"

Song Father strode over to look at the transfer records on the male model’s phone.

To his shock, there it was: the WeChat transfer record from his wife to the pretty boy!

Song Father realized he had been cuckolded and was livid beyond measure. He turned, walked over to Song Mother, and with a ferocious swing, slapped her across the face. "You whore!" he roared.

How dare she find a pretty boy outside, and even dare to say he was old and faded? Where did this leave Song Father’s dignity?

"It’s not like that, really it’s not, old man, listen to me explain!"

This was clearly the deposit Song Mother had given to the male model! A down payment for him to slander Si Mingjing, yet now it was being twisted into ironclad evidence that Song Mother had solicited his services!

Song Mother was at a loss for words, and Song Father was so angry that he started beating and kicking her.

Song Mother screamed in agony, "Tengfei, save me, save me ah!"

However, Song Father was so enraged that he was beyond reason, and no one could save her!

The scene was in complete chaos!

Song Tengfei wanted to hold back his father, but what was more important at the moment was stopping the reporters from taking pictures.

This incident absolutely could not be allowed to escalate; the Song Group’s reputation had already been damaged by Song Pianlan once and could not withstand another blow!

The head of public relations for the Song Group quickly rushed onto the stage, saying, "Today’s signing ceremony is now concluded."

Si Mingjing stood silently on the stage, quietly watching the drama unfold below, as if all of it had nothing to do with her!

The commotion lasted nearly ten minutes.

Song Tengfei spent a large sum of money trying to buy the reporters’ silence.

Song Tengfei promised the reporters that there would be even better news coverage today, as long as they didn’t report on the Song Family scandal.

Song Tengfei arranged for a conference room where reporters could interview Si Mingjing exclusively.

The reporters, having received their hush money and with bigger news waiting for them, were finally appeased, and each sat in the conference room waiting to interview Si Mingjing.

But Si Mingjing refused to comply.

Standing in Song Tengfei’s office, she was furious. "Dad, what does Grandma mean by this? Is she trying to ruin my reputation?"

Song Tengfei had a splitting headache. "Your grandma has lost her mind. Don’t stoop to argue with an elder."

Yet Si Mingjing huffed heavily, her anger unabated.

Song Tengfei could only bait her with grand promises. "Dad specially arranged an interview for you today. It’s a great opportunity for you to make a name for yourself. Accept the interview with the reporters, and once they write up the interview and it goes viral, you will no longer be the worthless girl from Prison Star but rather the Divine Doctor of the age."

Si Mingjing’s proud voice said, "Dad, I’m already the Divine Doctor trending online, no need to go through all this trouble."

Song Tengfei knew this newly-acquired daughter wasn’t easy to fool, so he showed his sincerity. "Mingjing, what is the ultimate goal of reputation? It is to be converted into commercial value. You’re young and inexperienced in the world, and there are many things you won’t understand without Dad teaching you; others will take great advantage of you.

"Take the cancer treatment formula, for instance. Why did you agree to the Traditional Medicine Research Institute conducting clinical trials without discussing it with Dad? It’s your formula; you should apply for a patent first. Then all commercial value related to this formula will belong to you!

"These are things you don’t understand, so let Dad handle them. I guarantee you both fame and fortune!"

Si Mingjing feigned ignorance. "Really? I hadn’t thought that much. I just wanted all cancer patients to be able to recover."

"A healer’s heart is kind, and your attitude is good, but you also can’t give up the benefits that should belong to you. That’s why Dad wants you to accept the interview. Regarding the commercial operation of the cancer treatment formula, leave it to Dad to run for you. Outsiders aren’t as reliable as your own people; only Dad won’t harm you."

Si Mingjing then pulled out a chair and sat down to ask, "Dad, when will I be able to inherit the legacy Mom left for me?"

"What legacy?" Song Tengfei’s face changed immediately.

Si Mingjing replied, "Grandpa Su told me that I have shares in the Song Group. It’s been nearly a month since I returned to Earth, and Grandpa Su said I should inherit the legacy Mom left me."