Song He hung up the call. He became even more upset with Pang Xiaohui and Song Peihan.
…
Lu Gan put down his phone and looked at Song Ci with a smile.
"Would you like to guess what your father just said?"
Song Ci sat beside Lu Gan quietly and fiddled with his hair.
"What are you doing?"
Lu Gan reached out to hold Song Ci's hand.
"So your wife can't step on your head, huh?"
Song Ci lifted his chin proudly.
Lu Gan laughed and pulled her into his arms.
"You can do whatever you want. I'll even let you step on my private part."
"You're really shameless!"
"Putting that aside, guess what your father just said."
"Hmph! I'm not guessing."
Song Ci snorted and ruffled Lu Gan's hair.
Lu Gan held his wife's hand and kissed it.
"Your father wants to give you Song Peihan's shares. He has even written down the transfer of ownership and wants us to go over it tomorrow."
"Really?"
