CHAPTER 1064: CHAPTER 1065: THE UNPOPULAR TRUE DAUGHTER 8

Song Qian really didn’t pay much attention to Zhang Yu, just a country bumpkin who doesn’t know anything.

Song Qian felt confident she could easily handle Zhang Yu, but now she was genuinely uneasy, worried about whether she could manage Zhang Yu with ease.

"Mom, is it because of me?" Song Qian asked anxiously, "If it’s because of me, I can leave."

"It has nothing to do with you." Tang Fu’s expression suddenly turned unpleasant, "Xiao Qian, I know you’ve been uneasy lately, but no matter what, you’re still your father’s and my daughter."

"You grew up with us, and we’ve put a lot of effort into you."

Compared to her son, Song Ziming, Tang Fu took more care of Song Qian.

It’s not that she didn’t want to care for Song Ziming, but because her son is the heir of the Song Family, and Old Master Song has high expectations for this eldest grandson.

The old man personally educated Song Ziming from a young age, frequently taking him to board meetings, shareholder meetings, and inspections of the family enterprises, always bringing Song Ziming along to ask his thoughts and how he would handle situations.

Anyone with discernment could see that the old man was grooming a successor.

Though Tang Fu was upset that she couldn’t spend more time with her son and their relationship was so distant...

She knew that the old man did this for Song Ziming’s benefit.

Especially since the old man had several sons, with grandchildren as well, even more so.

The old man’s actions clearly indicated to the world that he had chosen the third-generation successor, and it was Song Ziming.

Tang Fu knew that the family, like her husband’s younger brother, eyed Song Shijian’s seat with great envy.

They were always ready to pounce, thinking that even if they were not as qualified as Song Shijian, as long as their children surpassed Song Shijian’s son, the rightful place as head of the Song Family might be theirs one day.

But unfortunately, such dreams were just dreams. The old man directly chose Song Ziming, knowing that Song Shijian secured his position not simply because he was the eldest son.

The most important point was that Song Shijian proved himself through his abilities, and although Song Ziming was still very young, the old man already had his mind made up about him, which made it hard for others to accept.

Tang Fu knew that even if Song Ziming got into a prestigious school and worked in a top international investment bank abroad, and had quite good results, there were still people wanting to bring him down.

"Your father is the head of the Song Family, and your brother has proven himself even abroad."

"When your brother returned, didn’t he perform excellently? Your dad even said he did better than he did at a young age."

"When the time comes, he will definitely succeed, your father is the head of the Song Family, and your brother will be the head in the future as well."

"The Fu Family is also very satisfied with you, Xiao Qian. Don’t you forget, everyone praises you. They say you are a good candidate for a wife, not because you are a daughter of the Song Family."

"But because they truly think you are a good daughter." Tang Fu gently stroked Song Qian’s hair, which was so smooth.

"Let’s go out shopping and buy something."

"There’s another party soon, let’s see if there are any new items." Tang Fu didn’t think it was inappropriate for a high school senior to attend such gatherings.

When Song Qian heard about going shopping, she was all in, "Sure."

"During the holidays, we’ll go to Europe to shop since the New Year is soon." Tang Fu usually either attended parties, went shopping, or participated in charity activities.

Going to Europe for shopping made Song Qian’s eyes light up, "Great."

"As soon as we have a break, we’ll leave, and stay there for a bit." Before the New Year every year, Tang Fu would take Song Qian to Europe for shopping.

But they usually rushed back home right after shopping, given the numerous preparations needed around New Year, coupled with various social engagements and parties that the Song Family hostess couldn’t miss.

But with significant changes happening at home now, Tang Fu hoped to take Song Qian out for some relaxation.

Before, when she knew she could have a good time in Europe for a few days, Song Qian would naturally be delighted.

However, now she felt it might be better to return early, "There are many things at home to deal with."

"Grandpa is also coming back." In the past, Song Qian would occasionally act willfully, as the granddaughter of the Song Family, being capricious now and then was not out of reach.

But now she was no longer the Song Family’s granddaughter. If she kept making a fuss, and Old Master Song saw her, there certainly wouldn’t be good consequences.

Seeing Song Qian being so understanding made Tang Fu’s eyes well up with tears, "No problem, we can always bring that girl along."

Tang Fu thought that in such a scenario the old man wouldn’t oppose, and if he did, he’d simply think poorly of Zhang Yu.

Tang Fu thought her idea was perfect, but when Song Qian heard it, it sounded different.

She felt Tang Fu suggested this not to take her out for relaxation but to let Zhang Yu have a stroll.

Yet she couldn’t ask, for what if Tang Fu got suspicious?

Song Qian truly didn’t understand why she had become this way, acting cautiously in everything, which was not like her old self at all.

It was all Zhang Yu’s fault, Song Qian thought more and more that she should just drive Zhang Yu away.

As long as she remained the only daughter of the Song Family’s main wing, with the Fu Family backing her, she would certainly be the same as before.

Thinking this way made taking Zhang Yu to Europe shopping seem like a good thing, for an ordinary person who suddenly becomes wealthy would certainly shop non-stop.

Song Qian knew that although Tang Fu appeared to be someone who shopped everywhere, spending lavishly, she wasn’t actually frivolous in her purchases.

Tang Fu had a good eye for shopping, and everything she bought was definitely worthwhile.

Zhang Yu, being such a bumpkin, would probably rush to buy so-called branded goods, purchasing indiscriminately.

As for the meanings behind these items, Zhang Yu certainly wouldn’t understand.

If repeated often, Tang Fu would definitely get angry and see Zhang Yu as somebody unsuitable for elegant venues.

Song Qian felt this method was good. After all, Tang Fu’s impression of Zhang Yu wasn’t great, and if someone kept messing up, they wouldn’t end up with good results.

"Yes, let’s take sister along, Mom. She’s never been to Europe, and must not have many nice things."

"Mom, I think we should buy lots of things for sister, so that when she attends parties she won’t be mocked."

"I don’t need to buy anything." Song Qian knew she should show weakness at this point.

Only by doing so would Tang Fu recognize her virtues and buy lots of things for her.

Seeing Song Qian constantly yielding, Tang Fu felt a true bitterness in her heart, "How can you not buy anything?"

"You have plenty, but they’re all older styles."

"Forget about that Zhang Yu girl," Tang Fu declared, "She’s just a bumpkin, and she wouldn’t appreciate good things; it would only make people laugh at her."

"You’re a grown young lady, of course, you need to dress well."

"And at the end of the year, Fu Jie will be returning home. As his fiancée, you must meet him."

"Your dad and I have been discussing whether to hold your engagement ceremony during the New Year festivities."