Chapter 262: Ten Million to Buy Peace

Zhou Zishan was anxious: “Yinyin, what should we do about this?”

“I’ll get in touch with Song Qingtian. She’s only out to get back at me—don’t worry!”

Thinking of Song Qingtian, Song Yinyin’s face grew increasingly grim.

Song Qingtian, you shouldn’t be alive.

Shouldn’t be alive?

Song Yinyin had a sudden idea.

Wouldn’t it be simple if she were dead?

If Song Qingtian died, Ling Hanyu would be hers, Shen Conghao would be hers—everything would be settled.

Song Yinyin said, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

With that, Song Yinyin hung up the phone.

Zhou Zishan glanced at Kong Yuxiao beside him and found it rather odd.

How could Yinyin have agreed so quickly this time?

The Zhou and Kong families were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

If it were just a matter between Zhou Zishan and Kong Yuxiao, the situation would be easy to handle.

Let them fend for themselves; their deaths wouldn’t even be a big deal.

But given the circumstances of both families, if these two young masters were to suffer any harm, the entire clan would collapse.

The Zhou and Kong families exchanged glances and decided to step outside for a moment.

As soon as they left, Zhou Zishan said, “I think Song Qingtian is behind this. Ever since Song Haichao and his wife passed away, that woman has stopped at nothing for money. Relying on the fact that she has a daughter with Ling Hanyu, she’s truly gone all out.”

Kong Zishan nodded: “That’s right. I believe this is mostly out of personal grudges—she’s still holding a grudge against us.”

Zhou Zishan looked at Kong Zishan: “But this whole thing started because of Song Yinyin. Most likely, she offended Song Qingtian, which is why it turned out like this. Our Zhou family’s only heir is Song Yinyin—letting her cause trouble like this is simply unacceptable.”

“Who doesn’t have problems like that?”

After a brief discussion, Zhou Zishan volunteered: “Here’s what we’ll do: I’ll contact Song Qingtian. If we can reach an agreement and settle this with money, what do you think?”

“That sounds good.”

“What about the amount?”

“We don’t have much money either. The Kong family has long been a mere shell—having produced an unfilial son who ruined everything.”

Zhou Zishan thought for a moment: “Let’s cap it at ten million.”

“Agreed!”

Both families figured that as long as this issue could be resolved, they’d immediately send the person out of the country to avoid future trouble.

As long as Song Yinyin never comes into contact with them again, that would be fine.

Song Qingtian had just finished shopping when she received a call from the Zhou family.

She couldn’t quite recall the number, but she answered anyway.

“Is this Miss Song?”

The Zhou family was extremely polite.

Song Qingtian sat in her car: “Who is this?”

“Oh, I’m from the Zhou family—the father of Zhou Zishan.”

Song Qingtian hesitated for a moment: “What’s up?”

“The video matter.”

Song Qingtian was worried about being recorded, so she asked, “What video?”

“Miss Song, we won’t record anything—we won’t do anything at all. How about we settle this privately? Just name your price.”

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Miss Song, five million?”

The Zhou family glanced at Kong Zishan—they were recording the conversation.

But Song Qingtian laughed: “What on earth are you talking about?”

“Six million?”

The Zhou family kept raising the offer until it reached ten million.

“Miss Song, ten million is our absolute limit. We really can’t go any higher. Look… I’ll transfer the money to you right away. Can you use the account from last time?”

Song Qingtian hesitated for three seconds, then hung up the phone.

The Zhou family instantly understood: ten million would solve the problem.

So, in the interest of both families, one side transferred ten million to Song Qingtian’s account.

Keep in mind, ten million was the absolute limit for both families.

When Song Qingtian received the money, a faint smile played on her lips.

She ignored it—no matter how many more calls came from the Zhou and Kong families, she wouldn’t answer.

As for herself…

She didn’t reveal anything.

Even if the Zhou and Kong families came looking for her, it would only be their own wishful thinking; she wouldn’t admit to anything.

So what if there was a recording?

If they pressed her later, she could always claim it was a scam.

That would be perfectly fine too.

Once the money was in her hands, Song Qingtian hurried back—but to her surprise, she saw Bai Ge lying in wait outside Yunhai Pavilion.

End of Chapter 262: Ten Million to Buy Peace