At this moment, Grandfather Sang was the first to calm down. He sized up Sheng Xin Hao, his eyes rolling slightly, as if pondering something.
“Old woman, calm down first. Perhaps he truly did it for Little Xi. After all, Little Xi is also his son,” Grandfather Sang said, pulling his wife down to sit.
Grandmother Sang glared at him, about to speak, but after seeing the old man's expression, she fell silent.
She snorted and sat down.
Sheng Xin Hao hadn't expected his father-in-law to speak up for him. Having been scolded since entering, he was actually touched.
“Dad, I really did it for Little Xi. He is my son, how could I not love him?”
“What about your youngest son? Isn't he also your son?” Grandfather Sang asked back, wanting to ascertain the former son-in-law's attitude.
“While A Yu is also my son, he can't compare to Little Xi.”
“His talent is not as good as Little Xi's. Besides, Little Xi is the child Awan bore for me.”
Sheng Xin Hao was telling the truth. Regarding his position, future connections, and assets, he had never considered his youngest son.
Firstly, his youngest son was born to Fang Wanrong. Although he currently protects Fang Wanrong, Sheng Xin Hao only felt she was suitable to be his wife, not that he liked her much.
The person he truly loved was only Sang Yu Wan. In modern terms, Sang Yu Wan was the white moonlight in Sheng Xin Hao's heart—both white moonlight and wife, quite powerful indeed.
Not to mention, this white moonlight died in her most beautiful years; the power of a deceased white moonlight was even greater.
For all these years, Sheng Xin Hao had been missing Sang Yu Wan.
Therefore, out of love for her, even though Sheng Ze Xi had always been rebellious and opposed him, seeing Sheng Ze Xi's face, somewhat similar to Sang Yu Wan's, his heart still leaned towards Sheng Ze Xi.
It was just a pity that that boy didn't listen to him.
Of course, there was also the reason that his youngest son's talent was not as good as Sheng Ze Xi's.
Although Fang Wanrong always praised A Yu in front of him, and A Yu performed well, he could still tell the difference between effort and talent.
Sheng Ze Xi was both hardworking and talented. If he hadn't been suppressed by him, he might already be a regimental-level cadre.
However, he heard that this boy, upon returning from his mission, seemed to have made great contributions, something even he couldn't suppress.
This boy had a bright future, it was foreseeable.
That was also the reason why he came today.
A bright future, yet unfortunately held back by a country woman.
He hadn't inquired about that country woman, nor did he know her details, but what else could a country woman do besides depend on her husband?
Moreover, after Manping returned from the Northwest Military Region, her evaluation of that woman wasn't good.
This further solidified Sheng Xin Hao's suspicions.
Grandfather Sang looked at Sheng Xin Hao, his words not sounding like a lie. “You wouldn't be saying this only in front of us old folks, and then something else to your newlywed wife, right? After all, they say elderly people spoil their youngest children.”
“Of course not!” Sheng Xin Hao immediately said.
Grandfather Sang pondered for a moment. “Considering you're thinking of Little Xi, we can help you persuade him. But you must show sincerity!”
“Old man!” Grandmother Sang exclaimed, immediately becoming anxious.
Grandfather Sang raised his hand to stop her, continuing to speak to Sheng Xin Hao. “What sincerity can you offer?”
Sheng Xin Hao wasn't quite sure. “Dad, what do you mean?”
“Alright, since you consider Little Xi your only heir and believe your belongings will be left to him, then first transfer the Sheng Family Home to Little Xi. I remember you also have a siheyuan in Beijing; give that to Little Xi too. You've reached your current position; you must have saved quite a bit of money. I won't demand it for Little Xi now; just give Little Xi half of it first.”
As soon as Grandfather Sang said these words, Sheng Xin Hao was stunned.
Grandmother Sang immediately reacted, saying, “Yes, since you say Little Xi is your heir, it shouldn't just be words. Without some action and sincerity, who knows if you'll be tricked by that woman who came later?”
“If you agree, we will persuade him. If not, we'll consider what you said today as empty boasting, and you should leave.”
Grandfather Sang was about to ask him to leave without a second thought.
Sheng Xin Hao thought for a moment, then finally said, “Fine, I agree.”
“I'll go for the transfer and money transfer right away.”
“Alright, once we see the two house deeds and half your deposit, we old folks will go persuade him.”
“I’ll give them to you tomorrow.”
“Then go do it now.”
Sheng Xin Hao thought that a large portion of his belongings were meant for his eldest son anyway. Sooner or later, he would give them; giving them now could also let his parents-in-law help him persuade Little Xi and that country woman to divorce, and ease his relationship with Little Xi.
Sheng Xin Hao hadn't considered persuading him himself, or even applying pressure, but he knew that boy, Sheng Ze Xi.
Pressure wouldn't work, and as for persuasion, that boy wouldn't listen, and Sheng Xin Hao felt that, as a father and head of the household, he couldn't bring himself to do so.
After agreeing, Sheng Xin Hao left.
Grandmother Sang looked at her husband. “Old man, what do you mean? You wouldn’t really persuade Little Xi and Ningning to divorce, right? That won't do; Ningning is a good girl.”
“Do you think that’s possible?” Grandfather Sang said calmly.
“I only agreed to persuade them; I didn’t guarantee success. Isn’t that what you meant too?”
Grandmother Sang smiled. In their shared gaze, the two elders understood each other's intentions.
“Although Sheng Xin Hao is a jerk, he does have many valuable things. Little Xi is his son, and he said he'll leave those things to Little Xi, so let's get them for Little Xi in advance; it's reasonable.”
“To prevent that woman who came later from tricking him. I'm afraid Sheng Xin Hao is clear-headed now, but who knows if he’ll become muddle-headed later?”
Grandmother Sang nodded; that made sense.
“The Sheng Family Home was originally built with funds from Awan and Sheng Xin Hao. Giving it to Little Xi is perfectly normal. If a conflict arises with that woman’s family, they can be kicked out.”
“The siheyuan… I remember Ningning likes siheyuan. Although we already gave it to her, who would mind having an extra house?”
“That’s true.”
“Sheng Xin Hao’s money—Little Xi is his son, he should get it! Otherwise, it'll be taken by that woman's family?”
“It's just that Little Xi doesn’t have children yet. If he had children, this money could raise them.”
Although they, the elderly couple, only have one grandson, and the assets would eventually go to Little Xi, what they give is theirs to give; Sheng Xin Hao, as the father, should also give.
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