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Chapter 288: The Old Fox, The Big Bad Wolf, and The Little White Rabbit

Chapter 288: Chapter 288: The Old Fox, The Big Bad Wolf, and The Little White Rabbit

Downstairs.

When Song Muyu came down the stairs, she was carrying a large suitcase in her hand.

Jiang Jinfeng was chatting with Mrs. Song and Shen Shuyi on the ground floor and noticed her at first glance. He stood up and walked over to meet her,

"You’ve been told, once you’ve packed up, I’ll take it for you. You can’t move it by yourself, stop being stubborn," Jiang Jinfeng said as he took the suitcase from Song Muyu’s hand.

"Help me put the suitcase in the car first, so I won’t have to come upstairs later," Song Muyu whispered.

"Alright," Jiang Jinfeng agreed, but his gaze lingered on Song Muyu for a moment longer.

He noticed that Song Muyu’s face was somewhat pale, while her lips were slightly swollen. A glimmer flashed in his eyes as he looked up towards the top of the stairs.

At that moment, Song Xun’s tall figure also walked down from upstairs.

Their eyes met, and those of Song Xun held a piercing sharpness, staring at Jiang Jinfeng.

Under such a blade-sharp gaze, Jiang Jinfeng calmly walked out with the suitcase.

Just as Song Muyu was about to follow him, Mrs. Song called her back.

"Muyu, come and sit down, come and chat with your sister-in-law."

Only then did Song Muyu notice Shen Shuyi and Mrs. Song seated on the sofa.

Feeling awkward and afraid they would notice the redness and swelling of her lips, she said, "Mom, sister-in-law, I’ll move some small items to the car first and come right back."

"Go ahead!" Shen Shuyi nodded at her, friendly.

Mrs. Song hesitated before speaking out, "My child, you are becoming more and more impolite."

Song Muyu nodded slightly and walked out with Jiang Jinfeng.

At the car door, Jiang Jinfeng opened the trunk, placed the suitcase inside, and glanced at Song Muyu. Lowering his voice, he said, "Just now was good, you finally learned to refuse."

Song Muyu gave a bitter smile, "Well, you learn through experience, right? You’re making it sound like I’m some stubborn old fool."

"I see it now," he said, "this family isn’t really like a warm, big family. Mrs. Song is cunning and wily, appearing gentle and virtuous, but in reality, she’s a sly fox."

Jiang Jinfeng did not rush to close the trunk but continued, "Song Xun is no pushover either; he’s practically a big bad wolf.

And you, you are a little white rabbit, trying to survive next to a sly fox and a big bad wolf is indeed no easy feat."

Song Muyu was rendered speechless by his analogy.

But after thinking about it, she had nothing to retort and simply fell silent.

Jiang Jinfeng chuckled and finally closed the trunk lid.

He glanced again at Muyu’s lips and said, "Did Song Xun bully you just now?"

Suddenly, panic surged in Muyu’s heart, and looking anxiously at Jiang Jinfeng, she asked, "You can tell?"

Jiang Jinfeng gestured towards Song Muyu’s lips. "Not just me, but your mom and sister-in-law could probably tell too."

Song Muyu panicked. "What should I do? If they find out, I am done for."

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Jinfeng smiled lightly. "Don’t you see what I do? Get in the car. I’ll help you with some lipstick."

He was a skilled stylist and had all the necessary tools in his car.

They got in the car, and Jiang Jinfeng touched up Song Muyu’s makeup.

When they returned, Song Muyu’s lipstick had changed color, from the previous swollen rosy shade to a slightly darker rose beige.

Anyway, with this touch-up, it became imperceptible.

One had to admit that Jiang Jinfeng’s ability to cover up was quite strong.

Song Muyu was pleased. "Let’s go. Now it’s as if nothing happened."

Both returned to the Song family’s living room.

Song Xun sat alone on the sofa, his whole demeanor cold and distant, as if he did not fit in.

Shen Shuyi sat there, somewhat constrained.

Mrs. Song’s expression was not great, yet she continued to chat and laugh with Shen Shuyi.

Upon their return, Mrs. Song said, "Muyu, your sister-in-law has been here for so long, and you only just came down. You should spend time with her, don’t leave me, an old woman, to keep her company. She must find me tedious."

"Auntie, how could I?" Shen Shuyi replied, "You’re not old at all."

"Not old, but tedious," said Mrs. Song. "But indeed, I am getting old."

"Mom, sister-in-law is right, you’re not old at all," Song Muyu said as she and Jiang Jinfeng sat down, right across from Song Xun.

Song Xun glanced at them and suddenly stood up, "There are matters at the company, I need to go."

"You’re leaving?" Mrs. Song was taken aback, her voice sinking. "Today Mr. Jiang is visiting for the first time, such a special occasion, and you’re going to leave?"

Being pointed out, Jiang Jinfeng felt speechless inside; Mrs. Song’s skill at using people without making a sound was unmatched.

Unrivaled.

Jiang Jinfeng instead smiled and said, "Auntie, my coming isn’t anything new, Song Xun’s company matters are important. We should let him be busy. The work is what matters."

Mrs. Song was surprised and looked at Jiang Jinfeng. "That won’t do either, Shuyi is still here. You can’t just leave and ignore her. What would that look like?"

Hearing Jiang Jinfeng say that, Song Xun narrowed his eyes, glanced at him, and then at Song Muyu.

He said directly, "Let’s start the meal then. Eat early, and we can all go about our business. Let’s not waste time here."

Mrs. Song’s face changed, and she said sternly, "Didn’t I ask you to clear your schedule for today?"

"How can I arrange it when something comes up last minute?" Song Xun counter-asked.

"It doesn’t matter if there’s something last minute; isn’t your father still there?" Mrs. Song replied.

Song Xun suddenly laughed, then counter-asked, "Mom, everyone came back for a meal today except my dad, who’s still at the company. What does this mean?"

Mrs. Song’s face darkened; she glanced at her son, knowing he was deliberately opposing her.

She said, "Your dad will be back soon."

Song Xun turned to the butler and said sternly, "Butler, hurry up with the meal preparation."

"You’re acting as if you’re not welcoming guests," Mrs. Song said discontentedly.

"It’s fine, we’re all busy," Jiang Jinfeng smiled, playing peacemaker. "Auntie, I think Song Xun is also looking out for our best interests. That’s why he wants to get the meal over with quick so we can each attend to our own things. Besides, Muyu and I are planning to head back to Qingcheng soon."

"Mr. Jiang, don’t bother making excuses for Song Xun. No matter how busy he is, he needs to stay fixed today," Mrs. Song said, looking at Jiang Jinfeng and Song Muyu. "By the way, Mr. Jiang, I heard your studio specializes in styling for celebrities. There are several studios in Liancheng, right?"

Jiang Jinfeng nodded. "The studio is not mine alone; I just help manage it for the boss."

"Oh," Mrs. Song looked surprised, "I thought it was your studio."

"Not at all," Jiang Jinfeng said with a light smile. "I’m just a working man."

Song Muyu glanced at her mother and happened to see Mrs. Song looking at her with a piercing gaze, which startled her. "Mom, Jinfeng is a partner."