Jiang City.
At a golf course.
Swoosh!
With a soft sound, the golf club swung, and the white ball traced a beautiful arc before precisely landing in the hole on the distant grass.
Song Zihan, the eldest daughter of the Song family, smiled with satisfaction. She handed the golf club to her bodyguard beside her, then turned and walked toward the rest area.
There, a man wearing sunglasses with an intimidating presence was already seated.
Song Zihan walked up and playfully asked, "Dad, how's the search going for the person I asked you to find?"
Hearing this, Song He, the head of the Song family, snorted coldly, "You really know how to pick your targets, even daring to go after someone close to Su Muwan."
"Do you know... that person you're interested in went to the old district last night and forcefully took away two of our men."
"The face of our Song family is being trampled under someone's feet!"
The old district was within the Song family's sphere of influence, and the events from last night had already reached his ears today.
He was still fuming about it.
Damn Su family!!
Su Muwan, you think you can do whatever you want just because your family has an old monster at the late stage of Peak Realm backing you up!
You youngster! You simply don't take our Song family seriously at all!
As his words fell.
Song Zihan's expression changed, and she frowned, "Did they notice our investigation because we were looking into him, leading to Su Muwan's attention?"
Song He shook his head, his expression grave as he said, "It's hard to say. I had our family members investigate secretly, and we only gathered some basic background information."
"This level of investigation shouldn't have been noticed by Su Muwan... but... if she really did discover this and that's why she sent that follower Qin Luo to our old district to take our people..."
"Then things are getting interesting."
As he spoke, Song He clenched his fists tightly and said in a deep voice, "This means Su Muwan is deliberately slapping our faces! She's trying to oppose our Song family!"
Such scheming from someone so young.
Su Muwan, you're nothing but a poisonous woman.
Hearing this.
Song Zihan's expression turned extremely ugly.
She gritted her teeth.
Su Muwan... you witch, if our Song family wasn't waiting for my brother to get out of prison, this young lady would immediately bring people to cripple all your limbs!
But!
Before my brother gets out...
Huff!
Song Zihan took a breath, no rush.
Her eyes caught sight of Qin Luo's basic information on the table, and she reached out to pick it up and browse through it.
The first page showed Qin Luo's very attractive and handsome appearance.
Song Zihan lightly licked her red lips, her eyes full of satisfaction: "Handsome boy... you will definitely be mine..."
Seeing this, Song He shook his head helplessly.
His daughter really took after her mother, wanting to snatch and torment any handsome man she liked.
Song He was already feeling sorry for this person called Qin Luo.
Anyone who caught his daughter's eye had never successfully escaped.
Meanwhile, a handsome but stern-faced bodyguard standing nearby showed a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
Qin Luo... you actually managed to catch the young miss's attention like this.
When you come, I must teach you what your position should be as a newcomer!
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At the Su family main house.
Su Bailian began her day's work.
Prettying herself up, then beautifully enjoying a pleasant day.
She sat at her dressing table, happily looking at her delicate and fragile reflection in the mirror.
Good, another day of being the perfect second young miss of the Su family.
Oh right..
Su Bailian took out her phone and opened the banking APP.
It's time for the monthly payment again.
The charity foundation's funds should be deposited into this young lady's account.
Hmm~ what kind of dress should I buy?
Su Bailian happily looked at the balance.
[16.66]
Six...sixteen dollars and sixty-six cents?
How could this be?!
Su Bailian's pupils contracted, her expression shocked.
Although the monthly share from the foundation was only a few tens of thousands.
But it was more than enough to use as pocket money!
But!
Could it be?!
It must be that witch Su Muwan!
Su Bailian's face twitched as she immediately dialed a number.
At the Su family villa.
Su Muwan, who was lazily watching TV series at home, answered the incoming call.
"Hello~~ Sister Su, good morning!"
The familiar opening line again.
Su Muwan rolled her eyes and cut straight to the point: "What is it? Are you calling about the charity foundation?"
"Don't tell me you're panicking because you found out your money hasn't been deposited this month?"
As the words fell.
Su Bailian on the other end of the phone immediately dropped her act in anger: "You! So it was your doing!"
"Su Muwan, you..."
She paused.
Su Bailian seemed to remember something and quickly held back the word "witch" that almost slipped out, then complained dissatisfied: "Anyway! The foundation has so much money! What's wrong with letting this young lady use some?"
Su Muwan sneered and scolded: "You little witch, what nonsense are you talking about! Is that how the foundation is supposed to be used?"
"I'm already being nice by not causing you trouble!"
"Say one more word! This young lady will have Qin Luo come and slap your face!"
"You!"
Su Bailian was furious but was indeed afraid of Qin Luo, so she could only blink weakly, her tone becoming much gentler: "Sister Su, we're as close as real sisters, why resort to violence?"
"Since there's no money, let's forget about it. Oh right, about Brother Qin Luo, Lotus also wants to talk to him..."
Before she could finish.
Su Muwan gripped her phone and yelled: "Shut up! Who are you to call Qin Luo that?"
"Let me tell you, Qin Luo is now completing a secret mission for this young lady, he has no time for you!"
"That's all!"
Click!
The call ended.
Su Muwan angrily threw her phone aside, her expression very annoyed.
This damn white lotus, she must be trying to seduce my Qin Luo.
She might not be good at anything else, but she's quite skilled at bewitching people.
Although.....
Su Muwan thought about Qin Luo's personality, he probably wouldn't fall for such basic manipulation.
However, Su Muwan suddenly became alert.
She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Qin Luo was... unexpectedly quite popular?
Hmm......
Two seconds later.
Never mind, forget it.
Su Muwan lay on the couch and yawned.
Qin Luo said he was going out today to meet some talent, and with him managing the foundation, I can really rest assured.
Meanwhile, at the Su family main house.
"Su Muwan! I will never forgive you!"
Su Bailian angrily gripped her phone with its pink cat phone case.
Her face dark with displeasure.
How dare you call me a witch! Damn it!! You're just relying on your follower who can slap faces!
If it weren't for daddy's follower Ling Ya being too useless before, this young lady wouldn't be at such a disadvantage until now!
Hmph, but it doesn't matter.
Su Bailian's expression gradually became confident, as she had found a new follower.
They should be coming soon, and then... hehehe! Su Muwan, you and that stinking follower of yours are finished!
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