Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 131 Stop here
As soon as he pushed open the door, Song Jingyun sat comfortably on the sofa. Song Jingtang looked up and saw Song Jingyun sitting on the sofa in a black nightgown.

She forced a smile that appeared somewhat natural.

"Sis, you're still up so late?" she said, reaching out to hold onto the shoe cabinet in the entryway to change her shoes.

Song Jingyun looked up and asked, "Why have you been coming home so late these past few days? Have you been very busy with work lately?"

"Oh, right, sister, have you found Mom? I want to see her." Song Jingtang leaned against Song Jingyun, resting his face on her shoulder.

Song Jingyun's eyes darkened. "I've tried my best, but there's still no news about her."

Song Jingtang bit his lip, his eyes revealing an unfathomable emotion.

"It's getting late, you should go upstairs and rest." Song Jingyun patted Song Jingtang's head and urged him.

"Okay, goodnight, sister." With that, she got up and left.

Reaching the stairs, Song Jingtang turned back and gave Song Jingyun a deep look.

The next morning, as soon as it was broad daylight, Song Jingtang was awakened from his sleep by the noise from downstairs.

She irritably threw off the covers, her face full of anger. She finally managed to get some restful sleep, but someone always managed to disturb her peaceful dreams.

"What's all the noise about?" Song Jingtang irritably opened the bedroom door and shouted downstairs.

Upon closer inspection, however, there was only a maid wiping the table downstairs; no one was arguing at all.

The maid looked at Song Jingtang with a puzzled expression. "Second Miss, no one is talking."

Song Jingtang suddenly felt dizzy and took a step back. She was breathing heavily and quickly ran to her room to get her medicine.

She quickly rummaged through the drawer in the bedside table for medicine bottles, but there were too many in the drawer, and she couldn't find any.

Until she remembered that she had put the medicine on the small tea table on the balcony after taking it yesterday, she quickly went to the balcony, poured out two pills from the medicine bottle, and hurriedly put them into her mouth.

Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and she was panting heavily.

Heaven has never been kind to her. She has no good health, nor the ability to love or be loved. Now, she feels that even living is a luxury.

The maid who had been wiping the table downstairs was worried that something might have happened to Song Jingtang, so she hurried upstairs and cautiously asked at the door, "Second Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"

She saw Song Jingtang kneeling helplessly on the floor and wanted to rush over and help her up.

He had only taken two steps when Song Jingtang interrupted him, saying, "It's nothing, you can go out now."

His voice was weak and feeble, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

But Song Jingtang insisted, so the servant had no choice but to leave.

Song Jingtang had just finished taking his medicine and had been resting for a short while when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Second Miss, Madam Huo has arrived and wants to see you."

Song Jingtang frowned slightly and replied calmly, "I understand. Please ask her to sit for a moment." With that, he got off the bed and took out a set of loungewear from the closet.

After changing her clothes, she applied a thick layer of blush to the dressing table until her face was no longer pale and bloodless.

Her legs were still a little weak, so she slowly went down the stairs while holding onto the handrail.

"Mrs. Huo, you are a rare guest indeed." Song Jingtang had no choice but to put on a smile.

Madam Huo was dressed in an elegant and luxurious outfit, with a large jade necklace around her neck. Her makeup was exquisite and sharp, and her entire face screamed displeasure!
"You're so hard to get an appointment with! I've asked you several times and you haven't come, so I had no choice but to come see you myself. You don't mind, do you?" Although she was asking if Song Jingtang minded, there wasn't a trace of apology in Madam Huo's eyes. Instead, there was more displeasure and an air of accusation in them.

Song Jingtang silently endured it, feeling a sudden surge of irritation in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface.

"Mrs. Huo, what are you saying? How could I possibly mind your presence? I'm overjoyed to have you here."

Madam Huo picked up her teacup, gave Song Jingtang a sharp look, and then glanced at him dismissively, her eyes full of disdain.

"Your engagement to Yukikawa should be on the agenda soon. Use this time to cultivate your relationship with him."

Upon hearing the word "engagement," a chill ran through Song Jingtang's eyes.

The way he said that made Huo Xingchuan sound like some precious treasure. Song Jingtang secretly rolled his eyes.

“Mrs. Huo, I think I didn’t explain things clearly to you before. I only made Cui Tinglan back down by being Huo Xingchuan’s fiancée. We agreed that I would sacrifice my reputation in exchange for you giving the Song family a chance to cooperate.”

"Now that Cui Tinglan is gone, the cooperation with the Huo Group has come to an end. I think we probably won't have any contact in the future."

After Song Jingtang finished speaking, the weight in my heart was finally lifted.

Madam Huo seemed stunned, her face filled with disbelief. The Huo family was someone all the wealthy families in Nanjiang wanted to curry favor with.

Now she has personally handed this opportunity to Song Jingtang, but unexpectedly Song Jingtang still doesn't want it.

She was furious and slammed the teacup down on the table. "Song Jingtang, don't you know your place? Don't forget that you begged me for a week before I agreed to your request."

"What are you trying to say by saying all this? Are you saying that our Huo family is going to cling to you? Don't push your luck!"

"Apologize to me before I change my mind, and I'll pretend this never happened." Madam Huo gave Song Jingtang a cold and arrogant look.

Song Jingtang smiled modestly, "I'm sorry, Madam Huo, but my mind is made up. I really have no feelings for Young Master Huo, nor do I have any intention of currying favor with the Huo family."

Mrs. Huo was furious. She stood up and pointed at Song Jingtang, "You! You! You really think you're something special? Let me tell you, the Huo family will never cooperate with the Song family again. Don't even think about climbing up the social ladder. This is your life!" As she spoke, she picked up her bag from the sofa, her high heels making a shrill sound on the floor.

It's clear she was in a really bad mood.

Watching Madam Huo's departing figure, Song Jingtang let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa.

She facilitated cooperation with the Huo family, which has already propelled the Song family forward significantly. Even if they stop here, it will be enough for others to catch up with for a long time.

She didn't care about these things; from now on, these matters were Song Jingyun's responsibility.

When Song Jingyun learned of this, it was already past noon. Listening to her secretary's report, Song Jingyun didn't even raise her head.

Song Jingtang does whatever makes her happy, and under her control, the Huo family doesn't pose much of a threat to her.

Besides, she's already thirty this year. Even if the Song family is gone, her little savings are enough for her and Song Jingtang to squander for three lifetimes!
As for others, she doesn't care.

She frowned slightly as she recalled what Song Jingtang had said last night.

It's not that she hasn't found someone, it's just that it's not the right time for them to meet.

Pei Yi has regained consciousness from her vegetative state, but she would have been better off not being conscious at all.

Because Pei Yi... has gone mad!
The illness came on strangely; the instruments couldn't detect anything. It was like she had schizophrenia. Since becoming ill, Song Jingyun had arranged for her to stay in a villa in the suburbs under the care of a dedicated person.

As for the "mother" mentioned by Madam Song, she was merely someone arranged by Song Jingyun.

(End of this chapter)