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Chapter 290: Dealing with the Song Family

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Dealing with the Song Family

Song Muyu looked down at her clothes.

These clothes were designed by Qiao Rui, and it could be said, eighty percent of the clothes she wore were designed and made by Qiao Rui.

"Mom, you have a good eye," Song Muyu said. "You can even recognize their studio’s clothes."

"They’re quite popular recently," Mrs. Song said. "The other day, I attended a banquet with a few ladies from prestigious families, and they introduced me to it."

"Uh-huh." Song Muyu brought up Qiao Rui’s design with pride. "The clothes I’m wearing are from their studio."

Mrs. Song was taken aback again. Such hard-to-buy clothes, not available to ordinary people.

Because they were very niche designs, almost all of them were released in limited editions.

Shen Shuyi also exclaimed, "Mr. Jiang, can I come to you for clothes shopping in the future?"

"Of course," Jiang Jinfeng nodded.

"Then let’s exchange contact information?" Shen Shuyi boldly took out her phone, ready to add him.

Jiang Jinfeng suddenly smiled and said, "How about this instead, I’ll create a group, and we can all join."

Jiang Jinfeng’s words did not reject Shen Shuyi but also appeared straightforward and open.

"Great!" Shen Shuyi said with a smile. "I don’t have Muyu’s contact either."

"Just to buy a dress, is it necessary to go to all this trouble?" Song Xun suddenly spoke up, his voice at that moment so cold.

Shen Shuyi was startled and raised her eyes to look at Song Xun.

He sat on the couch, his tall figure leaning on the sofa, his handsome face cold and dark, even carrying a hint of hidden indifference.

Shen Shuyi pursed her lips and shrank back a little.

At that moment, Song Muyu said, "Sister-in-law, join the group."

Her intention was that simple, not wanting to have any special private contact with Song Xun.

She felt that after adding Shen Shuyi, Song Xun would always be wary, and this way, she could have some peace.

"Okay!" Shen Shuyi immediately went to join.

Song Xun looked up at Song Muyu, a complex and dangerous smile flitting across his eyes.

As if that sharp gaze had penetrated Song Muyu’s inner world and mocked her presumption.

Song Muyu’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a bit uneasy, but she still lowered her head and added Shen Shuyi.

On his side, Jiang Jinfeng also added Shen Shuyi. He turned his head towards Song Xun and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Mr. Song, do you want to join?"

Song Xun’s deep, ink-like eyes shimmered with a sharp light, "Join? Why not?"

Jiang Jinfeng smiled and added him to the group.

Mrs. Song, however, appeared somewhat anxious.

She gave her son a longer look, her eyes filled with warning.

Song Xun, however, was unconcerned and, under his mother’s gaze, joined a WeChat group with Jiang Jinfeng.

Just as Mrs. Song was about to speak, the butler said, "Madam, Sir said he won’t be able to come home for lunch today due to company matters, and has asked you to entertain Miss Shen and Mr. Jiang."

Mrs. Song was taken aback and nodded her head. "I see, in that case, let’s have lunch."

Just as they sat down, Jiang Jinfeng’s phone rang.

He answered the call.

Qi Yun’s voice came from the other end, "President Jiang, the latest news, several projects of the Song Family are encountering problems consecutively, now Song Huaisan is overwhelmed and busy trying to fix relationships, but to little effect."

Jiang Jinfeng was startled, his expression unchanged as he said, "Got it."

He was just about to hang up when Song Xun’s phone started to ring.

He answered the call and suddenly stood up, his expression becoming grave.

Mrs. Song was about to speak when her phone also rang.

She had to answer her call first.

For a time, the atmosphere at the dining table became more and more eerie.

Song Muyu looked worriedly at her mother, then at Song Xun, noticing that both their expressions were similarly grim.

Jiang Jinfeng, however, stayed calm.

Song Xun said into the phone with only a few simple words, "I will come right away."

After that, he hung up the phone and looked at his mother, knowing that the company had encountered an emergency, and she must have received a call as well.

Indeed, after Mrs. Song hung up, she first looked at her son.

Song Xun said, "There’s an issue at the company, and I need to go there."

Mrs. Song nodded, her expression not very good.

At this moment, Shen Shuyi asked worriedly, "What happened?"

"It’s nothing," Song Xun reassured her before addressing her directly, "Shuyi, stay here, I’ll have the driver take you home later."

"Okay," Shen Shuyi obediently nodded.

Song Xun then looked at Jiang Jinfeng, his gaze cold, and then turned to Song Muyu, staring intently as he spoke in a deep voice, "Finish the meal and head back to Qingcheng early!"

Song Muyu was startled, finding Song Xun’s attitude very strange.

She nodded, "Got it, Brother!"

"You go ahead, I’m here for the family," Mrs. Song said solemnly, "I will take good care of Mr. Jiang and Shuyi, and your sister is not an outsider."

It was only then that Song Xun left.

His steps were hurried as he quickly disappeared from sight.

Song Muyu felt very anxious inside.

Mrs. Song forced a smile, "Come on, let’s eat, we shall enjoy our meal."

Jiang Jinfeng responded with a faint smile.

At that moment, he received a message on his phone.

Jiang Jinfeng glanced at it; it was from Qiao Rui, urging him to take Muyu back to Qingcheng early.

Suddenly, Jiang Jinfeng recalled Song Xun’s instruction for Song Muyu to leave early, could he be protecting Song Muyu?

He replied to Qiao Rui, "Do you know what happened with the Song Family?"

Qiao Rui replied with a single word: "Yeah."

Jiang Jinfeng paused, then responded: "It wasn’t you, was it?"

Qiao Rui didn’t reply for a while, but after a minute, she sent back a message, two words: "Indirectly."

Jiang Jinfeng froze. He knew Qiao Rui wouldn’t just swallow her pride; seeing a good friend suffer, she wouldn’t do nothing.

Ludao.

Just as Qiao Rui deleted the message from her phone, Pei Liyan walked in.

"Fu Yichen and Qiao Xiang have already left, and He Zheng and He Lan are also preparing to go back to Qingcheng today," he informed Qiao Rui.

"From what you’re suggesting, we’re not going back yet?"

"Right, we still need to stay for two days." Pei Liyan came over, not hiding anything, "There’s been a problem with the Song Family."

Qiao Rui asked without any change in expression, "A problem? What problem?"

"Several projects have been targeted by different companies; it feels like there’s a force targeting the Song Family."

"Really?" Qiao Rui shrugged, "Who would dare to target the Song Family?"

"I’m also puzzled," Pei Liyan said, his eyes seemingly thoughtful as he regarded Qiao Rui.

Qiao Rui smiled lightly, "The Song Family has just engaged with the Shen Family; is an alliance through marriage not enough?"

Something suddenly struck Pei Liyan, and he paused briefly, looking at Qiao Rui, "I have the feeling that this situation seems deliberate, as if someone wants to tell the Song Family that marriage alliances cannot resolve operational issues."

Qiao Rui laughed, her eyes moonlike, "A marriage alliance never solved the fundamental problems anyway, look at our Pei Qiao alliance, what has it solved?"

"It hasn’t solved anything?" Pei Liyan countered.

Qiao Rui felt a strong sense of emotion in Pei Liyan’s tone and couldn’t understand why he was upset.

"Oh, but you did lend the Qiao Family fourteen billion," Qiao Rui suddenly smiled playfully, "Of course, it also solved your physiological needs."

Pei Liyan clenched his teeth, "Qiao Rui, do you need to be disciplined?"

She laughed as she leaned in close to him, then coquettishly smiled, "Mr. Pei, your friend’s company is in dire straits, do you want to discipline me or go help your friend?"