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

Chapter 499 Forcing Dog Food Down!

He's my boyfriend!

He's my boyfriend!

He's my boyfriend!

Until dinner time, Ouyang Jie's mind was still swirling with these words, grinning foolishly and staring at Xiao Wan at the dining table, Song Yun couldn't help but kick him under the table.

"Ah?"

Startled back to reality, Ouyang Jie looked around and noticed Xiao Wan bowing her head and nibbling at her meal, while the Song family of three watched him with meaningful glances.

"Cough cough... Let's eat, let's eat..."

Ouyang Jie said awkwardly.

"What's there to eat, I'm already full from dog food."

Ye Qingqing joked, "Just sitting here feels like being force-fed dog food! Song Yun, you never looked at me with that kind of eyes, look at that, his gaze is so sticky, it's like it's covered with honey."

"No..."

With a low voice and blushing face, Ouyang Jie responded timidly.

"Qingqing is right, I feel like we're just third wheels here, sigh, should we just leave?"

Yuan Siyi added fuel to the fire.

Which led to Xiao Wan pouting and bickering with her two sisters-in-law.

"Alright, alright, let's eat."

Song Yun, acting as the mediator, called out, "Xiao Wan, some things can't just be said without follow-up, now that you've acknowledged it, you should be prepared for what's to come. I believe uncle and auntie would also agree to this marriage... Hey hey hey, you girl dare to throw chopsticks at me, the world is turning upside down!"

"What marriage... We're far from even drafting the betrothal gift... I agreed, but I haven't heard a certain someone asking."

"Cough cough, now that you mention it, that does seem improper! No way! How can my sister Song Yun endure such an insult, we're not eating this meal!"

With that, Song Yun got up, intending to take Xiao Wan and leave.

Ouyang Jie got a fright and hurriedly shouted, "Don't, don't, don't! I like Xiao Wan! I really do like her!"

"Heard what you wanted to hear?"

Song Yun whispered to Xiao Wan with a smile, "He's just a blockhead, why are you being so serious with him!"

"Hmm..."

Xiao Wan's face turned so red it looked like it could drip water, then she sat back down at the dining table, this time next to Ouyang Jie.

"Oh my, I can't take it! My eyes are going to be blinded by the brightness!"

She carefully squeezed out a little and applied it to a tiny scar on her arm.

The moment the ointment touched her skin, she felt a cool sensation spreading throughout her body, followed by a slight warmth.

But this warmth didn't feel like it was burning at all, instead, it was quite comfortable.

"Just wait three minutes,"

Song Yun said with a smile.

The two of them stared at each other while waiting for three minutes. As soon as time was up, Ye Qingqing couldn't wait to wipe it off with a tissue.

The original scar had disappeared!

In its place was a patch of skin as smooth as ice!

"Wow! That's amazing!"

Ye Qingqing said excitedly: "Can this be mass-produced?"

"What are you thinking about? This tube of ointment..."

Song Yun converted points into money and continued: "The raw materials for this one tube cost over seven million, not including research and development expenses."

"Over seven million??"

Ye Qingqing was astounded; she had thought it would cost at most a few tens of thousands! Mass production might reduce costs slightly, but she had not expected it to be over seven million!

"Wife, for your sake, what's seven million, even if it were seventy million, what of it?"

Song Yun hugged Ye Qingqing and said: "Just like you said, back then you impressed me with your sports car. I kept thinking, how many good deeds must I have done in my last life to meet you?"

"Hehe, then you'd better cherish me, otherwise, I might just run away one day,"

Ye Qingqing joked.

"That's for sure!"

The next day, Song Yun finally had a good night's sleep without any disturbances.

He checked his phone, and all matters regarding the foundation were already settled.

The person in charge of the Fengqiuhuang Foundation, Wang Sheng, had embezzled funds and fled, and the police had issued a warrant for him as a top-tier economic criminal.

Meanwhile, Song Yun's Phoenix Foundation was praised by officials as a conscientious, charity-minded foundation, a rarity in today's society.

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This also meant that all the companies under Song Yun's name saw their stocks hit the daily limit.

"Ah~"

Song Yun sneezed; suddenly having no one seeking him out felt quite unusual indeed.