Title: The Villain’s Mother
Translator: Fuyu
Chapter 139 - Don't want an alliance marriage? (3)
Song Tingshen replied in a deep voice, "We're going to my dad's paternal aunt's home. I came back this time to build my parents' tombstone. There's no way to hide that from my relatives. I have to pay them a visit anyways when I come back here. They called me a few days ago and asked me to directly go over to their place after we got off the plane. We'll get there in time for dinner."
As if he was worried that Ruan Xia would read too much into it, he added, "Don't worry, we'll just be there for dinner."
Although she wasn't meeting with his parents, could this be counted as a disguised meeting with his family? Ruan Xia didn't have any experience with this. After digesting this news, she asked, "Then should we prepare some meeting gifts? After all, this is Little Wang and my first time meeting them."
Song Tingshen shook his head. "No need. Don't prepare anything."
Ruan Xia immediately noticed something was off. Based on her current superficial understanding of Song Tingshen, he was a very polite person. Even when he was visiting her parents' home, he would never go there with empty hands. He would always buy some fruit or bring Father Ruan cigarettes, wine, or tea. But now, he was choosing to go empty-handed to an elder's home to eat dinner after not returning to his hometown for a few years. He was even telling her to not prepare anything. Either he had an especially good relationship with his great-aunt, or the relationship was especially bad.
However, if he had an especially good relationship with his aunt, why did this relative of Song Tingshen never appear in the original owner's memory? If she looked at it from another angle, when someone in your family became very wealthy, most relatives would try to curry favor with that person especially when it was someone like Song Tingshen, who was very successful in the capital city. She wasn't being too cynical of human nature. Of course, it was also possible that his relatives were the proud and aloof type. They might be people that looked down on fawning on others and weren't looking to take advantage of Song Tingshen's success.
In short, she was sure that Song Tingshen's relationship with his relative wasn't close.
Song Tingshen's dad's paternal aunt... so that person was his great-aunt. She probably wasn't young, right? After all, if Song Tingshen's dad was still alive, he should be in his sixties.
Ruan Xia had thought that this great-aunt was at least in her seventies, so she was surprised when they met and this great-aunt looked to be in her sixties and still in good spirits.
Song Tingshen's great-aunt hugged Little Wang and called him darling. Her voice was loud and clear. Ruan Xia could immediately see that this great-aunt was especially healthy.
Little Wang secretly told Ruan Xia, "Dad's great-aunt is so strange. She was stroking my bracelets when she hugged me."
Ruan Xia: "..."
Little Wang was wearing a pair of smooth, gold bracelets that Mother Ruan had bought him. Mother Ruan had bought them when he was born, but he had only started wearing them on his chubby wrist in the past two years.
Because of this, Ruan Xia laughed and said Little Wang was a gold and silver-wearing landowner's son.
Song Tingshen's great-aunt had a large house, and her whole family lived here. Surrounded by the swarm of relatives, the family of three entered the house.
After drinking tea and exchanging simple conventional greetings, Song Tingshen took out 300 yuan from his pocket and handed it to his great-aunt. "Little Wang's mom wanted to bring specialities from the capital city and buy meeting gifts, but I told her we're close relatives. There's no need for such formalities. Great-aunt, please take this 300 yuan and buy something that you like to eat. Don't be too frugal. Don't be too polite with me."
Song Tingshen's behavior left Ruan Xia feeling as if she had been struck by thunder.
As a CEO of a large company, it was one thing if he didn't buy anything to give as presents. But now, he was only giving her 300 yuan?
The most important thing was his tone when he said those words. If people didn't know better, they would think he was giving his great-aunt three million yuan.