Chapter 10 Still don't know what her sister's name is? ...

Gossip is the spice of Miao Tiantian's boring life; she can be the first to know about the latest happenings in these big families in Jiangcheng.

Miao Tiantian had heard many people mention Song Zhixu's name, and he was generally well-regarded as a young and promising person, with no scandals related to his private life.

If there were a ranking of Jiangcheng's top young elites, Song Zhixu would definitely be at the top.

When Miao Tiantian mentioned Song Wuqi's aunt, Tang Ran was a little taken aback.

"It's Song Zhixu!" Miao Tiantian clapped her hands, feeling that her suggestion was absolutely brilliant.

"I know."

Tang Ran wasn't unaware of who Song Zhixu was; it's just that she wasn't very familiar with Song Zhixu.

Miao Tiantian felt there was a chance, so she put her arm around Tang Ran and analyzed things with her point by point.

“I think if an arranged marriage is unavoidable, we should simply find a different marriage partner.”

“Let’s switch to Song Wuqi’s aunt, Song Zhixu. Not to mention Song Zhixu’s appearance, Song Wuqi is just a 'buyer’s show' compared to her.”

"As for ability, Song Zhixu is the president of the Song Group, while Song Wuqi is just a small manager of a branch office. They are not even in the same league."

Miao Tiantian said something, and Tang Ran nodded.

"And then there's this identity. Song Zhixu is Song Wuqi's aunt. When you marry her, Song Wuqi will have to call you 'Auntie' whenever he sees you again."

Miao Tiantian became more and more excited as she spoke, "Just imagine that scene, isn't it awesome?"

"Awesome." Tang Ran gave her a thumbs up.

“What you said makes a lot of sense, so here’s the question.”

Tang Ran wrapped her arms around Miao Tiantian and posed a probing question.

"Song Zhixu is so outstanding, why would she agree to let me change my marriage partner to her?"

If a powerful figure like Song Zhixu wanted to get married, there would be a long line of girls with better qualifications than her, enough to circle the Song family. How could she possibly get a chance?

If she could be with Song Zhixu, it would be like having the ultimate cheat code in a game, making Song Wuqi disappear in an instant.

Unfortunately, judging from the strength of the Tang and Song families, the fact that Old Master Song agreed to her marriage with Song Wuqi was only because of his old relationship with her grandfather.

Although Miao Tiantian's suggestion was not very reliable, Tang Ran felt much better after being interrupted by this lively girl.

She hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.

Miao Tiantian blinked, released her, and said in a serious tone, "That's a good question. Let me think about it."

She squinted, stroked her chin, and looked Tang Ran up and down before clapping her hands.

"If nothing else works, we can use our femininity!"

"Stop dreaming!" Tang Ran poked her forehead with a finger. "If the honey trap worked, it wouldn't be me, would it?"

Given Song Zhixu's status and position, if he were to be seduced by beauty, the number of men and women who would willingly offer themselves to him could circle the entire Jiangcheng.

How will you know if you don't try?

Miao Tiantian lifted her chin, looked her up and down twice, and said with great confidence, "After all, our faces are still pretty good."

"Are we still going to have a big meal?" Tang Ran laughed and slapped her hand away.

"Eat, eat, eat."

Miao Tiantian sprang up from the sofa with a quick movement, took her hand, and walked out.

"Sigh, you have no idea how difficult our client is. Their boss is so nitpicky it's almost inhuman."

"She's coming to our company for an inspection tomorrow. The contract hasn't been signed yet, and she has a ton of demands. If it weren't for the fact that she's our big spender, I would definitely smash the tablet in her face and make her draw it herself."

"Once I find the evidence, those old bastards who hold positions without doing their jobs will all have to pack their bags and get out of here."

Miao Tiantian works at her family's branch office, but her identity is not public. No one knows that she is the second young lady of the Miao family and the second largest shareholder of the company.

Her complaints went from the prestigious mansion to the restaurant, the shopping mall, and finally stopped at the bar.

After downing two glasses of wine, Miao Tiantian pulled Tang Ran onto the dance floor.

The colorful lights shone brightly.

As Miao Tiantian swayed, she seemed to see a familiar face.

She moved with her dance steps and came to stand in front of the man.

The woman opposite her also smiled with surprise when she saw her.

What a coincidence!

The two spoke in unison, then looked at each other and smiled.

Having not been to a bar in a long time, Tang Ran was somewhat unaccustomed to the deafening noise.

Seeing Miao Tiantian dancing happily with a wavy-haired girl, Tang Ran left the dance floor and went to the outdoor terrace.

The 'Crane' restaurant has excellent partitioning and soundproofing. Separated by a glass door, there is a vibrant dance floor inside and a relaxing bar with jazz music playing on the terrace outside.

Tang Ran ordered a sweet wine from the bar and found a spot near the glass railing.

A business partner went bankrupt.

Company executives absconded with the funds.

Loan overdue, working capital broken.

The equity pledge has expired.

These were the last straws that broke the camel's back for Tang.

Even without Song Wuqi's opportunistic exploitation, the Tang family would have collapsed anyway; it was just a matter of time.

certainly.

This does not mean she will let Song Wuqi off the hook.

Looking at the traffic coming and going downstairs, Tang Ran's eyes were dark red.

Anger, like a roaring dragon, surged forth from my heart.

Tang Ran switched her phone to a secondary number, opened her messages, entered a number, and added a photo of Song Wuqi and Ye Xiaoyu traveling together.

Tang Ran paused for a moment as her finger hovered over the send button, then swiped to the left and clicked delete.

Now is not the time to let them fight like dogs.

After standing there for a while, Tang Ran took a deep breath.

She turned around, her gaze sweeping casually across the dance floor inside the glass window, before settling on the bar not far away.

On a wooden bar stool, a woman wearing a beige round-neck, three-quarter-sleeve fitted dress had a white pearl and rhinestone belt about an inch wide tied around her slender waist.

Her long legs were crossed, and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses sat on her high nose. The mask that covered half of her face added a touch of mysterious and ascetic charm to her elegant and intellectual temperament.

She didn't order a drink, but just tilted her head slightly and talked to the bartender.

The woman's eyes were gentle, and her words gave people a comfortable feeling, like a spring breeze.

Even without showing her face, her outstanding aura was quite eye-catching in the bar.

While Tang Ran was observing, two men and a woman approached her to chat.

She propped her head up with her hand, watching with interest as they arrived full of enthusiasm and left dejected and disappointed.

The curve of his lips gradually widened.

After a while, the woman prepared to get up and leave.

Another young woman with a ponytail arrived.

My younger sister is wearing a floral dress and has the "natural" makeup look that's all the rage on Xiaohongshu (a Chinese social media platform).

Her legs were slightly turned inward, and the little girl lowered her head, twisting her small hands. Every pore on her body exuded a pure and innocent aura.

The young woman blushed slightly, exchanged a few words with the woman shyly, and then turned to look at the booth next to her.

Four or five girls dressed identically sat together, with a row of brightly colored wine glasses on the table.

The woman glanced at her briefly, then politely shook her head.

The innocent-looking girl bit her lip and looked at her pitifully.

The woman refused again and turned to leave, but the innocent-looking young woman insisted on stopping her.

"Sister, please help me, I really can't drink alcohol."

The innocent-looking girl lowered her eyes, looking like she was about to cry. "Sister, I'll just add a green bubble. I'll delete it after they see it. I promise I won't bother you."

Suddenly, a hand holding a wine glass passed between the two of them.

The innocent-looking girl instinctively took a step back.

Tang Ran placed her glass on the bar, gave the innocent-looking girl a meaningful look, and asked with a smile, "Why come to a bar if you can't drink?"

The innocent-looking girl froze for a moment, but quickly recovered, raising her eyebrows and saying in a wronged tone, "I was dragged here by a friend."

"That makes sense." Tang Ran nodded in agreement.

The innocent-looking girl relaxed her eyebrows, looked at the woman behind her, and pleaded again in a coquettish tone, "Sister, please help me this once."

Tang Ran chuckled softly, her tone full of amusement.

"How old is your sister this year? Has she been to school? Does she know how to write the words 'moral kidnapping'?"

The innocent-looking girl was stunned by her sudden question.

"You lost the game, so you're going to force others to do it?" Tang Ran deliberately leaned closer to look at her.

"How many pounds of powder did your sister put on before she went out, so that she could be so shameless as to make such a rogue request?"

The innocent-looking young woman's face alternated between red and white.

Unable to think of a retort to Tang Ran, she glared at Tang Ran angrily: "Who do you think you are? This is between me and this young lady, what's it to you?"

Tang Ran turned her head to look at the person next to her and deliberately called out "Sister" in a sweet, high-pitched voice.

Song Zhixu arched her eyebrows, a faint smile playing in her light brown eyes.

Tang Ran winked at her with her right eye, put her hand on her shoulder, turned her head and raised an eyebrow provocatively, smiling as she said, "What do you think?"

"It's just a green bubble. If they don't want it, they don't have to. What's the big deal?"

Thinking they were a couple, the innocent-looking girl knew she had no chance of successfully flirting with them again.

She gave up entirely and stopped pretending.

"Saying he lost a game is probably just a staged act to pick up girls."

Tang Ran bluntly exposed her excuse, "She's ugly, but she's quite the womanizer."

"You guys have girlfriends and still come to a bar? Maybe you're just here to fish or play multiplayer games?"

The innocent-looking girl's expression turned lewd, and the words she uttered became even more vulgar.

"You eat a lot of junk food, don't you? Your mind is full of dirty thoughts."

Tang Ran didn't want to waste any more time with her, so she went back to find the security guard.

As luck would have it, two security guards were walking towards them.

Tang Ran waved her hand, "This person is harassing other guests, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

The security guard glanced at Song Zhixu behind her and said to the innocent-looking girl, "Miss, your behavior violates the bar's rules. Please leave now."

"Why should I leave? I even said she harassed me!"

Enraged by being driven away by the security guards, the innocent-looking girl started throwing a tantrum.

Without saying a word, the two security guards dragged the person out.

"This bar isn't hers, why should she kick me out with just a word?" The innocent-looking girl kept yelling even after being thrown out the door.

The security guard was speechless. "You're harassing our boss."

The innocent-looking girl suddenly fell silent, stomped her foot in regret, and left.

Inside the bar.

After talking for a while, Tang Ran felt a little thirsty.

She ordered a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it, and gulped down a large mouthful.

Song Zhixu stood to the side, quietly watching her finish drinking the water before speaking, "Thank you."

"No need, no need," Tang Ran waved her hand with a smile. "My sister has helped me twice too."

"Didn't you treat me to dinner?" Song Zhixu smiled slightly. "The food was quite good, and it tasted delicious."

"I'm glad my sister likes it."

"By the way, I've met you several times, but I still don't know your name, sister?"

Tang Ran extended her hand and introduced herself with a smile, "My name is Tang Ran, Tang as in Tang and Song, and Ran as in dyeing."

Song Zhixu arched his eyebrows, raised his hand to remove his mask, took her hand, and parted his thin lips slightly, "Song Zhixu."

Tang Ran's eyes widened, as if a thunderbolt had struck her mind.

She accidentally crushed the mineral water bottle in her hand.

The water in the bottle sprayed out and splashed all over her hand.

"Song, Song, Aunt Song." Tang Ran stammered twice before finally getting the title right, "Sister Song."

Following Song Wuqi's example, calling her "little aunt" is a term used after marriage.

Strictly speaking, she and Song Zhixu are actually of the same generation, and she used to call her "elder sister" whenever they occasionally bumped into each other.

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