The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1104 - 1127: It Won’t Take Long

Chapter 1104: Chapter 1127: It Won’t Take Long

"The media must have acted the same when they reported the incident; they didn’t say much, just mentioning a shooting had occurred that left twenty people dead or injured."

"I’m surprised they even allowed the news to air. I’m afraid the reporter who broadcast it might lose his job by the afternoon." If it hadn’t been broadcast, the situation could have been downplayed.

After all, the Song Family had people at every level. By helping each other out, they could have gotten Song Yue released under the pretext of insufficient evidence.

But now that the incident had blown up like this, with the public closely watching, they would have to give everyone an explanation.

"Don’t worry, the Song Family is too busy putting out fires to care about this right now." As number three spoke, he was constantly sneaking glances at Song Ze’s face, trying to detect any trace of discomfort.

But there was none.

Either this person was an excellent actor, or he truly was oblivious.

These days, Ye Ranran had been preparing her entries for the competition. She came to the company only to issue some instructions and didn’t plan to stay long.

She still hoped to complete her work at home. She felt uneasy working elsewhere since this was her first international contest, and she wanted to approach it with caution.

After Ye Ranran went upstairs, Song Ze made an excuse to go to the bathroom, and number three had no choice but to accompany him.

In the restroom, Song Ze took out his phone and dialed Song Jade’s number.

"Where are you? Get back here now." Before Song Ze could speak, Song Jade had already started bellowing.

Song Er, that good-for-nothing, was bad enough causing trouble on his own, but now he’d involved Song Yue as well, making a mess for him to clean up.

"I’m handling some important business, right now I need to get the little sister out."

"You think I don’t want to? But I’ve already spoken to them, and they won’t release her," Song Jade said through gritted teeth.

Jun Mochan’s people were watching closely, stubbornly refusing to let go, and there was nothing he could do about it. Moreover, the situation was beginning to escalate.

If he didn’t resolve this quickly, it would only become more challenging.

That’s why he grew increasingly impatient, but at this juncture, he had no one to consult with. So when Song Ze called, he couldn’t contain his rage.

"Find a scapegoat," Song Ze proposed after a moment of contemplation.

"A scapegoat? Someone is adamantly insisting that it was Yue’er who injured her. What do you propose we do?" If it weren’t for this complication, with the interference from the Jun family, wouldn’t they be able to get Song Yue out?

But Jun Mochan wasn’t a pushover either. He was closely guarding the witness, who firmly claimed it was Song Yue who injured her.

She said she saw everything clearly and had injuries to prove it, which, upon examination, were caused by the gun in Song Yue’s hands.

That was the worst part.

Bogged down by these problems, Song Ze fell silent.

"I’ll think of something." For the moment, he really had no good ideas.

"Okay, that’s good," Song Jade said, feeling a bit relieved. "What are you doing right now? You’re hardly ever at home."

"I’m figuring out a few things. Don’t worry, it won’t be much longer now." In truth, he had an answer in mind but still wanted to gather more information.

"Alright, but Gu Yan has been looking for you these past few days, saying there’s some issue at the embassy you need to attend to." His vacation was almost over, and it was time to get ready to go back.

"I’ll return when it’s time, leave her be," Song Ze said with obvious irritation.

After hanging up the call, Song Ze lingered in the bathroom before stepping out, making sure to stow his communication device.

Like Jun Mochan, he didn’t trust phones, so he had gotten himself a unique communicator as well.

When he had entered earlier, he had kept the water running continuously. With the noise of the water as his cover, he had dared to make the call with reckless abandon.