"If you want to marry a princess, I have only a few requirements. First, the imperial concubine may not go abroad, but she must finish her studies." Song Zhenhai looks at Su Mohan.

Su Mo Han slightly wrung his eyebrows, considered and nodded: "yes, I will arrange for her to enter the best school in Beijing and hire famous teachers from all over the world."

"Second, marriage is not allowed for three years." Song Zhenhai spoke slowly.

Su Mohan squints at Song Zhenhai in front of him. At this moment, he can conclude that he is really thinking about ye Fei. It is not like that after many people attach themselves to themselves, they can't wait for their daughter to marry him in order to avoid long dreams.

But three years was too long for him to wait: "two years at most."

Song Zhenhai frowned, thought about it for a while, and nodded reluctantly: "OK, two years later, if Su Shao is still interested in imperial concubine, then I will not object."

Su Mohan nodded. The old fox only said that he did not oppose, but did not agree with him. Everywhere he went, Su Mohan was sought after, but he was the least popular in the eyes of his grandparents and grandchildren.

"Third, no matter what the imperial concubine has done, Su Shao must not endanger her life."

"Good." Su Mo Han did not hesitate to nod directly.

Song Zhenhai hung down his eyes with crutches in his hands and didn't speak again. He knew that Bo Xishan was not su Mohan's opponent at all. There was only so much he could do.

After all, song Zhenhai didn't think that Su Mohan, a man like Su Mohan, would please him for the sake of imperial concubine. He was afraid that even if he didn't agree, the man would only use tough means to force him.

After lunch, Su Mohan accompanied song Zhenhai to play chess, and made some suggestions on Song Zhenhai's plan for the rise of the Song family.

Until about five o'clock, Su Mo Han left with Ye Fei and sent her back to the Ye family mansion.

When the two returned to Ye's mansion, the villa had been basically cleaned up, and ye Tiancheng had already woken up. Seeing Su Mohan sending Ye Fei back, their faces were particularly ugly. Rao was Jiang Huiru, who could be installed, and didn't show a few smiling faces all day.

"Go in." Su Mohan stood at the foot of the stairs and didn't send Ye Fei upstairs.

Ye Fei nodded her head a little, and her heart was a little sour. She waved to Su Mo Han and said nothing. She went upstairs quietly.

Su Mo Han glanced at several people in the Ye family, with a touch of warning in his eyes, until ye Fei had gone upstairs, and then turned away.

"Dad, are we going to live like this in the future! You see, you see what this nice house looks like Ye Yaqi can't do it. Ye Fei even demolished her piano room, yoga room and cloakroom. Now those things are piled up in several rooms. In addition, there are Jiang Huiru and ye Tiancheng's, and many things have even been piled up in the bedroom.

Ye Tiancheng's face is also very heavy, looking at a clear boundary on the ground, pursed his lips and turned upstairs.

"Mom, what do you want to do? This little bitch has come back!" Seeing ye Tiancheng go upstairs, ye Ya speaks to Jiang Huiru again.

"There is really no good way now. After all, the master of this villa only took a small and half of the money at the beginning. Let your mother make a good plan. As long as she can't be Mrs. Su and break the relationship with him, it will be much easier." Jiang Huiru comforts with wide voice.