Fang Ling exited the video and casually browsed the news, which was filled with headlines about the Xiao family facing a cooperation crisis.
Since a week ago, partners of companies under the Xiao Group have been terminating their contracts, some even willing to pay exorbitant penalties rather than continue the partnership.
The Xiao Group's cash flow has been severely impacted, and it is now a frequent topic of news headlines.
Industry insiders are speculating whether this incident will lead to the downfall of the Xiao Group.
Fang Ling hadn't seen Xiao Siqi all week; he was so busy he couldn't find the time.
During this time, Fang Ling was not in the mood to deal with Xiao Siqi, because she found that while she was unable to bring Zhu Hao back to the Fang family, the Fang family members were getting restless.
Ding ding ding~
A series of message pop-ups appeared on the screen.
They were all sent by the Fang family.
Fang Ling pursed her lips and opened the chat box with a displeased expression.
Fang Ming: [I've seen news about the Xiao family trending on social media these past few days. Has the Xiao family run into some trouble? Did they offend someone? Our company's cooperation with the Xiao family has also been affected. Maybe we should ask my brother-in-law if there's anything we can do to help?]
Father Fang: [Xiaoling, you haven't been home for a week. Come back this weekend. Dad asked the housekeeper to make your favorite French sashimi steak. Oh, and bring Siqi and your sister back too. You're engaged, but your sister hasn't met Siqi yet.]
Fang's mother: [Daughter, I've noticed there's been less online discussion about you lately. Has what happened between you and your sister completely passed? Was it Siqi who helped? If so, remember to thank him. Also, remember to bring your sister back.]
Snap!
Fang Ling slammed her phone shut and placed it face down on the seat, her face cold, her eyes burning with intense jealousy and resentment.
On the surface, the Fang family seemed to care about her, but they were still subtly probing her condition. In fact, because of the excessive attention the news had paid to the Xiao Group in the past few days, they believed that the Xiao family's value was gradually declining, and they were eager to confirm whether the Xiao Group could overcome this difficulty.
Fang Ling closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt a surge of resentment as she thought about her failed plan that night.
She knocked on the window, and Zhou Xin, who was outside the car, quickly jumped in, sat in the driver's seat, and looked at Fang Ling with a worried expression, "Sister Ling, are you feeling any better?"
Fang Ling had just asked Zhou Xin to leave, saying she wasn't feeling well and wanted to be alone for a while, so that Zhou Xin could watch the video she had just recorded.
At this moment, Zhou Xin still naively thought that Fang Ling had rested well.
Fang Ling lowered her eyes, subtly putting away her phone to hide the jealousy on her face, and said softly, "It's nothing serious, it's probably just that the coffee shop was too stuffy."
Zhou Xin breathed a sigh of relief, then said somewhat indignantly, "Mrs. Xiao is really something. She knew you shouldn't be showing your face during this time, yet she still arranged to meet you at a roadside coffee shop, and of course, a coffee shop right on the street, where people come and go..."
Fang Ling frowned slightly, and through the rearview mirror she saw Zhou Xin's profile as she stood up for her. "Alright, stop talking."
"Sister Ling!" Zhou Xin turned around, her face full of righteous indignation. "You and President Xiao have been engaged for so long, but Mrs. Xiao still doesn't want you to go public, and she rarely even sees you. Isn't that just keeping you hanging on? She doesn't want to fall out with her son, but she also doesn't want to accept you. If you just left each other alone, that would be fine, but now she's trying to mess with you indirectly. Why don't you talk to President Xiao about it? President Xiao likes you so much..."
“Zhou Xin!” Fang Ling frowned, her face serious. “That’s enough.”
Zhou Xin paused, took a deep breath, puffed out her cheeks, leaned back in her seat, and apologized in a muffled voice, "I know, I'm sorry, Sister Ling, I was too nosy."
Fang Ling pursed her lips and glanced meaningfully at the phone hidden in her pocket. "It's nothing. Let's go home first."
"Hmm." Zhou Xin listlessly started the engine and stepped on the gas.
*
A large, single-level apartment in the city center.
Ding-a-ling~
Click...
Tang Qiao nervously clenched the piece of paper in her hand and looked up to carefully examine the man in front of her.
Wearing a gray silk loungewear set, her hair fell smoothly against her side, her bangs were a little long, slightly obscuring her upturned almond-shaped eyes. Her gentle features exuded a warm yet alluring charm, and her gold-rimmed glasses perched on her high nose bridge added a touch of scholarly elegance.
Tang Qiao swallowed hard, thinking to herself, "No wonder she's a fox; just one look from her can make someone lose their mind."
Song Shang raised an eyebrow slightly, his light-colored pupils sweeping over Tang Qiao with a puzzled look, "A wolf? What does it want with me?"
Tang Qiao bit her lower lip and glanced back at the surveillance camera in the corridor.
Song Shang pursed his thin lips and turned slightly to the side. "Come in first."
Tang Qiao dodged inside in a flash.
Song Shang's home was very clean, spotless, and in shades of gray and white.
If you can ignore the huge business selfie of a Song Dynasty businessman in the living room, the whole house is still quite cold and austere.
Tang Qiao had no time to observe further and went straight to the point, looking at Song Shang, "The fox clan's shamans can manipulate people's hearts?"
Song Shang closed the door, not answering her question, and leisurely walked into the kitchen, poured a glass of water, placed it on the table, and gentlemanly pulled out a chair for her, "Sit down."
A hint of impatience flashed in Tang Qiao's eyes, but she still sat down.
"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!" Fierce barking came from the second-floor platform, accompanied by the stomping sound of paws on the wooden floor. A white, fierce-looking Samoyed rushed in front of Tang Qiao, opening its mouth to bite her.
Tang Qiao instinctively raised her leg, but before she could kick the dog, a flash of white light appeared before her eyes, and the dog was gone.
Song Shang, holding the dog, stood three meters away, his eyes lazily sweeping over Tang Qiao. His previous gentle demeanor had vanished, replaced by a somewhat cold one. "Wangcai is a little excited."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shang raised his hand and stroked the dog's head to soothe it. The dog quickly calmed down and obediently lay on his shoulder.
Tang Qiao's lips twitched, inwardly scoffing at the idea of a fox keeping a dog, but she didn't show it on her face, since she needed this fox's help right now.
"I'm sorry, I was just acting on instinct." Tang Qiao lowered her eyes slightly, concealing the sarcasm in them.
Song Shang's expression remained tense. He sat on the sofa some distance away from Tang Qiao, staring at her indifferently and aloofly. "The fox clan and the wolf clan have always lived in peace. They have very little contact, whether in their clan life or in the human world. Why are they suddenly coming to me?"
"I need your help with something."
Song Shang ignored her, lowering her eyes and quietly brushing away the fur on Wangcai's head.
Tang Qiao clenched her fists and gritted her teeth as she spoke, "Help me control a human woman and make her leave the wolf clan voluntarily."
"Humans have infiltrated the wolf pack?" Song Shang raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his light eyes. "Is your wolf king just a figurehead?"
Tang Qiao took a deep breath and stared at Song Shang with hostility.
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