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Chapter 96 The Lady of Fuyang Invites Me Again
Liu Siyan sat to the side, covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief in an affected manner, as if Song Youan had some unpleasant smell on her that she wanted to avoid.

Song Youan glanced at her expressionlessly, then nodded to Zhu Ling and recounted the events of the day to her in detail.

Zhu Ling frowned slightly upon hearing this: "Why would they knock on your Youanju door?"

Helpless, Song Youan recounted what had happened between her and the little beggars.

Upon hearing this, Liu Siyan let out a disdainful sneer and looked at Song Youan, saying, "Why does Miss Song want to get involved with these beggars? They are all barbarians who would risk their lives for a bite of food. Once you get involved, you won't be able to get rid of them."

Zhu Ling nodded in agreement. Although Liu Siyan's words were direct, they were not without reason.

"Yes, beggars are really troublesome. If you help them like this, they might become dependent on you in the future."

Song Youan fell silent for a moment. Whether or not they were trying to take advantage of her was another matter, but it was true that they had helped her.

Besides, given the current situation, how could she refuse?

“Several children knelt in front of my door and kowtowed. The doctor at the clinic also said that if we had waited another day, the little girl would have died. So I have no regrets.”

Liu Siyan scoffed again: "Miss Song's kindness and righteousness make us seem cold-blooded and heartless. It's just a pity that there are countless people in this world waiting to be saved. If they all came to you, wouldn't you become the savior?"

That's just being unreasonable!

If we think about everything this way, then we won't get anything done.

Song Youan looked at Liu Siyan with a slightly dark expression and said coldly, "I can't control the lives of the people, but I can't turn a blind eye to lives within my reach."

"Does Miss think that a beggar's life is utterly worthless?"

Liu Siyan is, after all, a daughter of a high-ranking family, while Song Youan is just a businesswoman. She doesn't need to be afraid of the other party.

Upon hearing this, she straightened up slightly and said with a smile, "As the daughter of the Liu family, I don't even care about lowly servants, so why would I care about a beggar?"

“But you, Miss Song, are frequently seen visiting the Marquis of Fuyang’s residence. Sister Ling treats you as an honored guest, yet you privately associate with a group of beggars. If word gets out, you will lose face.”

Song Youan was immediately amused and said, "Miss, you are delicate and noble, yet you treat the life of someone who has nothing to do with you as worthless. I have no comment on this."

"But as a businesswoman, I have never considered myself superior. I only do what I believe is right, and I have no regrets about what I have done!"

Liu Siyan dismissed Song Youan's words with disdain.

To put it bluntly, different backgrounds, social classes, and upbringing inevitably lead to different values.

"Alright, what's there to argue about?"

Zhu Ling spoke up at the right moment, looking at Liu Siyan with displeasure: "Sister, you've finished your tea, so you should go back first. I want to talk to Miss Song for a while."

Liu Siyan was taken aback, seemingly not expecting that Zhu Ling would send her away not Song Youan, but herself.

But she dared not disobey Zhu Ling's words, so she responded with a somewhat unpleasant expression, turned around and took her leave.

After everyone left, Zhu Ling said, "She came to me specifically to tell me this, just to drive a wedge between us."

It turns out that Zhu Ling knew everything perfectly well.

Having grown up in high society, Zhu Ling may seem a bit flamboyant on the surface, but she's actually quite intelligent.

Song Youan asked in confusion, "But I am not familiar with this young lady from the Liu family. I don't know where I have offended her."

Zhu Ling smiled and shook her head: "Don't try to guess what these people are thinking, they're very strange. They might not be after you, but after me. I always get good things from being close to you, so it's possible that they're envious and jealous."

Song You'an nodded knowingly, but still looked at Zhu Ling and asked, "Does Miss also think that I shouldn't have saved this little beggar's life?"

Zhu Ling composed herself and did not directly answer Song Youan's question. Instead, she said earnestly, "I'm just worried that you might get into unnecessary trouble. Although what Siyan said just now was a bit unpleasant to hear, some of it is true." "There's a saying that goes, 'Don't mess with a beggar.' This isn't just empty talk. As a woman, you should be even more careful."

"I understand." Song You'an nodded. She could tell that Zhu Ling was genuinely concerned for her.

Seeing this, Zhu Ling finally smiled and invited, "My mother happens to be here today. She mentioned to me yesterday that if you come again, she would invite you to stay for dinner. Last time she was not feeling well and didn't have a proper chat with you."

Lady of Fuyang?
A slight unease arose in Song You'an's heart. She had thought that after receiving the gift of gratitude from the Lady of Fuyang, their interactions should have ended there.

Why do I need to meet her alone?

Subconsciously, Song Youan recalled Li Chuyou's words to her: stay away from the troubles of high society.

Is this a case of right and wrong?

Song Youan was unsure.

"It's really unfortunate today, I have something to do tonight," Song Youan declined.

Zhu Ling was somewhat surprised: "It's been raining lately, what brings you here, Miss?"

Before Song Youan could think straight, she blurted out, "We're developing a new type of medicated oil, and it's in the final stages. I'm thinking of getting it done as soon as possible."

"It won't make a difference if we just have one more meal. Don't worry, I won't let you drink alcohol."

Having said that, Song Youan seemed unable to think of a reason to refuse again.

Well then, if Lady Fuyang insists on seeing her again, it won't help even if she avoids her for a while.

In the end, he could only nod in agreement.

The invitation was once again extended to the courtyard of the Lady of Fuyang. A sumptuous dinner was prepared, and not only was the Lady of Fuyang present, but also Zhu Zhe and another young man whom Song Youan had never seen before.

It was only after Zhu Ling's introduction that Song You'an learned that this young man was Zhu Di, the eldest son of the Marquis of Fuyang.

Zhu Di also failed the imperial examination this year, but unlike Zhu Zhe, he failed entirely because of his lack of talent and learning.

However, even if he failed the imperial examinations, he would still be the first to inherit the title of Marquis, being the eldest son of the Marquis's family. It was only because he wanted to gain his parents' approval that he wanted to participate in the imperial examinations to prove himself.

"Miss Song, please don't be shy, have some more."

The Lady of Fuyang remained dignified and elegant, and treated her with gentleness and kindness.

Song Youan respectfully agreed, her words and actions remaining cautious.

Halfway through the meal, Lady Hou of Fuyang suddenly asked, "How old is Miss Song now?"

Song Youan was slightly taken aback, and said directly, "This humble woman is twenty-two years old."

One sentence made everyone at the table tremble.

Zhu Ling exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Song, you... are twenty-two years old?"

Then, wouldn't that mean he's six years older than her?

But she looks only eighteen or nineteen years old.

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