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

Chapter 76 The person has disappeared.
Madam Song felt her vision go black, and she shakily pointed a finger at Song Jingyun in front of her, saying, "You...you."

He couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, which showed that he was quite angry.

Knowing that she couldn't fight against Song Jingyun and Song Jingtang alone, Madam Song threatened them by using Pei Yi, Song Jingyun and Song Jingtang's mother.

"I can't do anything about the two of you, but don't forget that Pei Yi is still in my hands!" Old Madam Song said smugly.

That half-dead woman is still somewhat useful now; at least she can show off her power in front of her two unfilial granddaughters.

Thinking about it, Old Madam Song smiled smugly.

So what if they're so arrogant? They've still exposed their weaknesses.
Upon hearing this, Song Jingtang's face darkened, while Song Jingyun remained calm.

"Do you really want me to kick you out?" Song Jingyun looked up and said these words gently.

Now it was Madam Song's turn to be dumbfounded. Even Pei Yi was no longer useful?
"How dare you! Your mother is in my hands, you should think twice!" Old Madam Song slammed her cane on the floor.

Song Zheng knew Song Jingyun's methods; in the entire Nanjiang, apart from Huo Xingchuan, Song Jingyun was the most ruthless.

In the business world, she's solely focused on profit. Whenever her interests are at stake, she'll do everything in her power to extract every last drop of value from the other party!
If anyone blocks her path to wealth, she will "kill" them.

Song Zheng didn't want to be kicked out of the Song family, so he suppressed his anger and tried to smooth things over.

"Mom, you should say less."

Old Madam Song had been waiting for the steps, and when she saw Song Zheng "place" the steps at her feet, she quickly "caught" them.

She coughed twice, feigning magnanimity, and said, "Then I'll give my son face and not stoop to the level of an unfilial granddaughter like you."

Song Jingyun didn't bother arguing with the old woman, and turned around to pull Song Jingtang out of the house.

Once in the car, Song Jingyun pulled on her seatbelt with her left hand and fastened it, while Song Jingtang looked worried.

"Sister, that old woman just mentioned Mom. Do you know where Mom is?" Song Jingtang asked softly, looking worried.

Song Jingyun started the car. "I don't know, but you don't need to worry too much."

“That’s Mom,” Song Jingtang said, sounding aggrieved. She hadn’t seen Pei Yi in a long time.

Since Pei Yi was in a car accident during her senior year of high school and unexpectedly became a vegetable, she has never seen Pei Yi again; six years have passed since then.

She didn't see Pei Yi even once during that time; she had people look for him, but they couldn't find him at all.

Hope turned to despair time and time again. She couldn't understand how someone who was just in a vegetative state could disappear as if they had vanished into thin air.
"Don't overthink it. That old hag won't hide Mom for long." She said, reaching out to gently pat Song Jingtang's head reassuringly.

Song Jingyun took Song Jingtang to the violin association before turning back to work at the company.

Song Jingtang is an internationally renowned violinist. After returning to China, he joined the National Music Association and later served as the chairman of the Nanjiang City Violin Association.

He is the youngest member of a music association in China.

Along the way, whenever anyone encountered Song Jingtang, they would bow and respectfully greet him with "Hello, Chairman Song".

Song Jingtang didn't say anything, only smiled slightly. He had encountered dozens, if not hundreds, of people along the way, and his smile had become numb.

As soon as he pushed open the office door, there was a man with his back to Song Jingtang in front of the desk.

Song Jingtang casually tossed his expensive handbag onto the sofa. He picked up a water glass from the table, poured himself a glass of water, walked to his desk, and gently placed it in front of the man.

The man spun around in his chair, his face covered by a black mask and sunglasses, his arms crossed over his chest. "The person is in the warehouse behind the mountain. When are you going to go check on them?"

"Who is it?" Song Jingtang walked around the desk and sat in the office chair, his expression unreadable.

At this point, the man couldn't help but laugh.

Song Jingtang looked up in confusion, as if asking the man in front of him what he was laughing at. "When I took some men to find him today, he actually peed his pants in fear. Isn't that funny?" The man's voice was filled with barely concealed pleasure.

Scared to death? So cowardly!
Song Jingtang's eyes were full of ruthlessness. How could someone who was scared out of his wits dare to put a female celebrity's private photos online?
Even if they aren't afraid of him, aren't they afraid of the Huo family?

As for arresting the wrong person... that's impossible.

She never doubted the abilities of her subordinates; she was certain she wouldn't make a mistake in choosing the right people.

So where exactly did things go wrong?
The man laughed for a while, but received no response from the woman, and his heart pounded nervously.

"Miss, is there... something you're worried about?" the man asked timidly.

Song Jingtang crossed his legs, his eyes filled with thoughts.

"Put this matter aside for now. Find out where Cui Tinglan is and bring her to the secret room in my private villa." Song Jingtang tapped his fingers on the table intermittently.

She used to think about playing the long game and catching big fish, but now it's better to be more direct and keep people by her side.

The man in front of her nodded. "Okay, I will bring her to you as soon as possible, but what if... she goes abroad?"

His concerns were not unfounded. Song Jingtang frowned for a moment, then relaxed.

How could she forget that she has a loyal fan abroad?

“If she is really abroad, I will find a way to bring her back. Now you just need to find her whereabouts.”

The man nodded and left the office.

Looking at the flowers and plants outside the window, Song Jingtang felt a little upset, picked up his bag and walked towards the back mountain.

Huo Group
Lin Hai hurriedly pushed open the door to the president's office. "President Huo, Miss Cui has issued a statement retiring from the entertainment industry, and the penalty for breach of contract was deposited into the bank account a minute ago."

Huo Xingchuan, who was looking worried, suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had cracked.

"Find her, go and bring her back to me! Where's Beile? Call her over here!" Huo Xingchuan closed his eyes and gently rubbed his temples.

"Yes, yes." With that, Lin Hai left the office.

Two minutes later, Lin Hai walked in with Beile. The papers and documents on the table were swept to the floor, and Huo Xingchuan's suit was wrinkled.

"Mr. Huo," Belle said cautiously.

"Where is she?" Huo Xingchuan asked in a deep voice.

"I, I don't know."

"Don't know? What kind of manager are you? Now that something's happened, you can't even find the artist. Do you still want to keep your job?" Huo Xingchuan asked angrily.

Belle stood there, looking innocent and helpless. Huo Xingchuan had clearly told her not to interfere in Cui Tinglan's private life, but now he was blaming her for not being able to find her.

In three years, she has only visited Cui Tinglan's home twice; she would never meet in person if she could make a phone call.

What can she do?
Lin Hai, of course, knew about Beile's predicament, so he stepped forward and whispered in Huo Xingchuan's ear.

Huo Xingchuan raised his hand, signaling Bei Le to go out first.

Belle felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly slipped out of the CEO's office.

Lin Hai then told Huo Xingchuan the news he had just received from the technical department.

"Mr. Huo, it was indeed Chen Chao who posted the message, but he has now disappeared."

(End of this chapter)