Chapter 67: Sixty-seven, buy clothes Chapter 67: Sixty-seven, buy clothes Yang Lisheng shook his head with a sigh, retracted his gaze, and walked towards Song Yan Ning and the others. He had said all that he could; if Bo Wen would not listen, there was nothing more he could do. As for the mentor-disciple relationship between him and Bo Wen, it probably had come to an end.
“Dr. Yang, this is your consultation fee, please take it.” As soon as Yang Lisheng sat down, Old Sir Wu picked up a bank card from the table and handed it to him.
Yang Lisheng raised his hand and pushed the bank card back, “I have already received my consultation fee.” He had broken Wu Tingfeng’s vase, and it was only right for him to compensate him for it.
“The vase was a fake, it can’t count as a consultation fee, you must take this bank card, otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable.” Old Sir Wu stuffed the bank card into Yang Lisheng’s hand. If not for Yang Lisheng and Song Yan Ning, they would still be clueless about the poison in Tian Peng. So many doctors had seen him and none identified the poisoning. He couldn’t tell whether those doctors really couldn’t diagnose it, or if Tian Ming and Tian Ci were interfering.
“I won’t accept this bank card, and if you insist, then I have to first pay for the vase.” Yang Lisheng took out the bank card, looking towards Wu Tingfeng, “I will transfer the money to you, what’s your account number?”
Wu Tingfeng looked awkwardly at Old Sir Wu.
Old Sir Wu let out a resigned sigh, “Alright, then neither of us will pay each other, but you must stay here for a meal, that should be okay, right?”
“Alright!” Yang Lisheng nodded in agreement. He didn’t have any important matters today anyways, and as for the birthday gift for Mr. Song, he could also buy it in the afternoon.
At that moment, the cell phone rang. Yang Lisheng took out his phone and saw that the call was from Yang Xin’er.
“I need to take this call,” Yang Lisheng stood up and walked towards the door, fearing he couldn’t control his temper and would start arguing with Xin’er over the phone again.
Once outside, Yang Lisheng pressed the answer button, “Is there something wrong?”
“Dad, where are you guys now?” came Yang Xin’er’s voice from the other end.
“At a friend’s house.”
“Have you prepared the gift for the Old Madam’s birthday tomorrow?”
“I’ve brought a stalk of wild ginseng.”
“Only a stalk of wild ginseng?” Yang Xin’er’s tone carried a trace of dissatisfaction. After all, the Song family was one of Beijing’s three major families, and she was Mrs. Song. If her father only brought a stalk of wild ginseng, wouldn’t that be an embarrassment for her?
“Uh!” Yang Lisheng frowned displeased. He could clearly sense the dissatisfaction in Xin’er’s remarks.
Yang Xin’er took a deep breath, suppressing the discontent in her heart, “At one in the afternoon, wait for me at the Huaining Road bus stop, I’ll accompany you to buy gifts and clothes.”
After finishing, she didn’t wait for Yang Lisheng’s response and hung up the call. She absolutely couldn’t let anyone embarrass her, especially that eyesore.
Thinking about Song Yan Ning, Yang Xin’er’s mood worsened even more. She needed to figure out a way, preferably to keep that eyesore from attending the birthday banquet. She didn’t want anyone to know she had such an ugly daughter.
When Song Yufeng entered the room and saw Yang Xin’er frowning, he walked over and wrapped his arm around her waist, “Are you in a bad mood? Who has made you angry?”
Yang Xin’er leaned into Song Yufeng’s embrace, “Yufeng, I don’t want that eyesore at the birthday banquet. I don’t want anyone to know she’s my daughter.”
“He won’t agree, neither will your mother,” he knew Xin’er disliked Xiao Ning, but Xiao Ning was after all a member of the Song family and would have to return to the family sooner or later. Moreover, his father had already mentioned to him that he wanted to see Xiao Ning during the banquet.
“I know, but I don’t want to see her, Yufeng. Is there any way you could make her not come?” Yang Xin’er looked at Song Yufeng with hopeful eyes.
Song Yufeng sighed helplessly, “Xin’er, it’s not that I don’t want to help you come up with a way, but my father wants to meet Xiao Ning. If you really don’t want people to know Xiao Ning is our daughter, there’s only one way, and that’s to have your parents keep it a secret and not disclose Xiao Ning’s identity.” His father only mentioned wanting to meet Xiao Ning and didn’t say he wanted to bring her back, so this plan was feasible.
Yang Xin’er’s eyes brightened, “Right! How could I not have thought of that?” When she saw her parents later, she would speak to them; she believed they would understand her predicament.
Song Yan Ning didn’t have to wait long at the bus stop before Yang Xin’er drove up.
Yang Xin’er rolled down the window, gave Song Yan Ning a dismissive glance, and turned to Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang, “Dad, Mom, get in. I’ll take you shopping for clothes first.” Everyone at tomorrow’s banquet would be a person of importance; they couldn’t afford to dress poorly.
A derisive smile graced the corners of Song Yan Ning’s lips. Yang Xin’er disliked her, and she felt the same way about Yang Xin’er. If it wasn’t to avoid upsetting her grandparents, she thought she would probably never set foot in the Song family for the rest of her life. Why would she care for a home that didn’t welcome her, especially when, in her eyes, the Song family wasn’t anything significant with her status?
“Xiao Ning, let’s get in the car,” Li Meixiang said as she opened the car door. She really wanted Xiao Ning to sit in the passenger seat for more mother-daughter interaction, to foster their bond, but Xiao Ning was too young to sit in the front seat.
She hoped today’s interaction could change something in their mother-daughter relationship. Xiao Ning was still young and needed her parents’ love and care. As much as it pained her heart to be separated from Xiao Ning, if her daughter was happy, she and her husband would be content.
Yang Xin’er brought Song Yan Ning and the two others to Lantian Building. In Beijing, Lantian Building was definitely one of the top high-end malls, gathering luxury brands from abroad. Many wealthy ladies and daughters in Beijing liked to shop here.
Upon entering the second floor and reaching a boutique, the shop assistant quickly noticed Yang Xin’er with keen eyes and greeted her warmly, “Mrs. Song! It’s been a while. You’re looking more and more beautiful. Please come inside!”
She led Yang Xin’er and her company to the rest area and served them a few cups of tea, “Our store just got a new shipment of goods. Please wait a moment; I’ll bring some out for you to see.” Yang Xin’er was a regular customer, and she naturally wanted to offer her the best service.
Yang Xin’er waved her hand and pointed to Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang beside her, “Pick out something for them.” She had already ordered the outfits for the banquet.
The shop assistant glanced at Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang, smiled, and nodded, “Please wait a moment!” The elderly couple might have been dressed simply, but being with Mrs. Song, they had to be people of distinction.
Shortly, the shop assistant picked out a suit and a cheongsam, “Old Sir, Old Madam! These are limited editions from our store and suit your temperament well. Try them on and see if you like them.”
Yang Lisheng nodded, took the suit and the cheongsam, and handed the cheongsam to Li Meixiang, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you in a cheongsam.” The first time he met her, she was wearing a cheongsam. She was elegant and beautiful, captivating his heart on the spot.