"You still say such things!" Wen Xin said anxiously, "He has left. You, the father, don't find a way to keep him. Instead, you have to push your son farther and farther away. Is he your biological son?"

Wen Cai is now very sensitive to some words in her words, so he hurriedly held Wen Cai: "Auntie, don't worry too much. He may have been in a moment of inspiration. If he could find an opportunity and make all the misunderstandings understand, maybe it would be great."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" Wen Xin was almost fainted. "It's not his father's pussy! Xi Yuan is gone. I see who will decide your Xi Yao and who will inherit it in the future!"

Song Qiwan's face was still ashen: "No one makes the decision, I will return to the company and take power! If I can't find anyone to inherit, I will donate it to the charity! Since he can be like a father without me, I can also be like a son without him!"

Seeing the smoke in the office getting thicker and thicker, Wen Cai quickly pulled Wen Xin out of the office and stood at the end of the corridor to help her calm down: "Auntie, don't be anxious. Song Xiyuan just resigned and would not leave City A. No matter what, he is still your son."

Wen Xin calmed down slightly, but she was still excited. She was shaking slightly while holding Wen Cai's hand: "Xiao Cai, please call him quickly and ask where he is!"

In fact, Wen Cai didn't need to make this call, and he could guess where Song Xiyuan was, but she couldn't take Wen Xin directly to the company there, so she called Song Xiyuan.

"Hey." Song Xiyuan's voice sounded calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Where are you?" Wen Cai whispered, "Auntie, Xi Yao, and had a big fight with your father."

"Me?" Song Xiyuan smiled faintly, "I'm just drinking coffee on the fifth floor. You can bring your mother here to have a drink."

There is a restaurant on the fifth floor that mainly serves the food of employees in Xiyao Building. Wen Cai did not expect that Song Xiyuan was still drinking coffee there calmly at this moment. Thinking of the angry Song Qiwan and the worried Wen Xin, she couldn't help but sigh: "Then I'll take my aunt down."

When he went down to the fifth floor, Wen Xin saw Song Xiyuan sitting by the window at a glance, and immediately strode over: "Xi Yuan, what's going on with you? Are you going to piss your father and me to death?"

Song Xiyuan quickly stood up, held her shoulder and let her sit down, and said with a low smile: "Beauty Wen, please calm down. If you get angry, you will get wrinkles. You can't make up for it if you don't have much money."

At this time, Wen Cai was really helpless. Song Xiyuan looked at her and smiled faintly, held her hand and let her sit down.
Chapter completed!