Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Grandpa, get in the car."

Song Yun stood in front of the car door, but the other person waved his hands repeatedly and backed away, pointing at his own clothes and speaking in a thick rural accent.

"It's fine, the car should have been washed a long time ago."

Without another word, Song Yun grabbed the old man's arm, essentially shoving him into the back seat.

At that moment, Ye Qingqing was in the back seat, glancing back and forth between Song Yun and the elderly man, confused. How did they pick up another person after just one trip down?

"This is Ye Zi's grandfather. I don't know how he ended up in the Magic Capital," Song Yun explained. "Grandpa brought us lots of good food back when we were in college, our whole dormitory still misses that taste."

"Hello," Ye Qingqing greeted the old man with a smile and a nod when she heard it was the grandfather of Song Yun's brother.

The old man's face turned red with a bit of embarrassment and he nodded. He had lived his whole life in a mountain village, and the only time he'd ever been out was to check on how well his grandson was doing.

He had never seen a beauty like Ye Qingqing in his life!

The car headed towards the Huashou Villa.

Once they arrived at the house, Song Yun led the old man into the living room. The man looked around in amazement.

How could ordinary people afford a house like this?

He remembered hearing from people in his village that even the prices in the town were nearly ten thousand per square meter. His grandson's brother's home must be over ten thousand per square meter!

Thinking this, the old man became overly cautious, afraid to dirty or break anything in the house.

"Grandpa, please have a seat. I'll go make some tea."

Song Yun gave the old man's shoulder a gentle push to have him sit on the sofa. Then he took out some top-grade tea leaves he had brought from his father-in-law's and started to brew them. Soon, the aroma of tea filled the room.

"Boss Song, say what you will, but if I stay around you for a few years, I'm definitely going to gain weight," said Huang Baoding as he took the teacup and sniffed gently, admiringly. "Top-grade pre-rain Longjing! This can't be cheap, right?"

"It's just tea. How expensive can it be?"

Song Yun said casually. In truth, he didn't know how much the tea cake was worth, but Huang Baoding had an idea after tasting it. Such tea would cost at least 300k per cake. The fact that Boss Song would serve such good tea to a guest showed he didn't consider Huang Baoding a stranger.

While the several people were enjoying tea and chatting, someone banged on the door frantically.

Huang Baoding gestured for Song Yun to keep seated. He walked quietly to the door and peeked through the peephole, seeing a strong man with an anxious expression on his face.

Opening the door a crack, the person on the other side tried to push his way in.

"Who's there!"

"Damn, who are you? I'm looking for my brother Song!"

Ye Zi, who was outside the door, was startled to see Huang Baoding and wondered if he'd gone to the wrong house.

"Looking for Boss Song? Come in."

As Ye Zi entered the room, his eyes were immediately drawn to the old man sitting somewhat cluelessly on the sofa. He rushed over to check the elderly man for any injuries. Seeing only a few scrapes on his arms and legs, which had already been treated, he finally let out the breath he had been holding.

"Brother Song, I'm sorry for the trouble," Ye Zi said guiltily. "I'm bothering you so late at night, it's really..."

"Stop talking such nonsense!" Song Yun glared at Ye Zi and scolded, "Aren't you going to ask your grandfather why he would travel all the way to the Magic Capital? When I found him, he was still carrying a sack full of plastic bottles!"

Ye Zi nodded his head and then started talking to the old man in their local dialect. But as the old man spoke, Ye Zi's expression grew darker and darker.

In the end, he clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding audibly.

"What's wrong?" Song Yun asked, puzzled.

"Fuck!" Ye Zi cursed angrily and said, "My hometown is a remote ravine, but lately, they plan to demolish it to develop a tourist and holiday resort. The local bullies started buying up houses from the villagers as soon as they got wind of the news!"

"Later, when they saw my family owned a few acres of land, they set their sights on it, forcing my father to trade at rock-bottom prices. After my father refused, he ended up in the hospital, and my grandfather was even driven out of our ancestral home!"

"Originally, my grandpa wanted to call me to explain the situation, but I hung up the phone the other day thinking it was telemarketing from another province, so he bought a train ticket to Magic Capital."

"So the old man arrived and didn't know where you lived, and he had to search the streets for you?" Song Yun asked.

Ye Zi nodded with a hint of self-blame. If he had answered the phone two days before, his grandfather wouldn't have had to suffer so much!

"Alright, find a room and sleep with your grandpa tonight. First, get the full story, and then I'll see if there's anything I can do to help," Song Yun reassured Ye Zi.

Ye Zi nodded and quietly, without saying a word, led his grandfather upstairs.

"Husband, how do you plan to help Ye Zi and his family?"

Back in the bedroom, Ye Qingqing asked while lying on Song Yun's chest.

"I don't know yet. We'll talk about it tomorrow," Song Yun no longer felt like taking advantage, and he hugged Ye Qingqing as they slowly drifted off to sleep.

On the other side, at the Zhuang residence.

Nangong Han received a call from his father.

"Han, that Song Yun is no simple man. Don't mess with him!"

The first thing his father said made Nangong Han stunned. He frowned, lit a cigarette, and asked, "Father, what happened?"

"Sigh, I used all the Nangong Family's connections to probe, and the opposition told me there was no such person. Then, heavy hitters called to warn me not to investigate any further..."

"..."

Nangong Han fell silent. Anyone capable of concealing their identity so thoroughly was definitely not an ordinary businessman. Even when Ye Zi's father was previously known as the richest man, Nangong Han could easily find out about him.

Could it be that this Song Yun had some powerful backing?

If it were true, then his backing might be on par with the Nangong Family!

After hanging up the phone, Nangong Han sat in his chair, lost in thought for a long time.

His mission to Magic Capital was to establish a solid foundation, yet due to his arrogance, he had made an enemy of Song Yun.

Reconciliation between the two sides seemed impossible, but at this moment, the Nangong Family had already engaged in a struggle with Zhao Jiaming, and he could absolutely not afford to make a new enemy at this critical juncture!

"Sigh..."

Nangong Han let out a sigh, murmuring to himself, "Forget it, let it be."

He had decided to stop clashing with Song Yun, but as to how to ease the relationship, that still needed thought.

The next day, Nangong Han showered, donned a formal suit, and planned to visit the Ye family.

Zhuang Siheng was surprised upon hearing the news. Could it be that Young Master Nangong had come up with a new strategy to deal with the Ye family overnight?

"Young Master Nangong, could you clue me in so I can coordinate with you later?"

Nangong Han gave Zhuang Siheng a cold glance and said indifferently, "Alright, when you see Ye father, kneel before him."

"???" Zhuang Siheng's mouth gradually dropped open, and he asked incredulously, "Are you joking with me?"

"Do I look like someone who jokes?"

Nangong Han stared intently at Zhuang Siheng, word by word he stated, "I am going to the Ye family today to apologize to President Song, and we, the Nangong Family, don't want to make more enemies! Do you understand? If you kneel to Ye father later, you'll be doing a great favor for the Nangong Family!"