Chapter 27 This little guy is really cunning, he's tattled on someone...
In Jiang Mei's opinion, the old man's sour face now is simply because he has drunk the chicken soup of his future granddaughter's wife and is now complaining that his daughter is not looking for a partner.
Of the two chickens Tang Ran sent, Aunt Wang cooked one and delivered it to her, while Grandpa Song specifically instructed that the other be eaten when his daughter returned that evening.
Jiang Mei knew that the old man was deliberately targeting her daughter, and she didn't want him to succeed, so she deliberately asked the aunt to stew the chicken at noon.
What a coincidence, my daughter came back at noon.
Looking at the chicken soup, Jiang Mei remembered something else and asked Song Zhixu, "By the way, did you run into Ranran at Shengming Mansion?"
The last time she spoke with Tang Wanru on the phone, Tang Wanru mentioned that she was worried about Tang Ran living alone in Shengming Mansion. Jiang Mei then told her that Song Zhixu also lived there, and that she should take good care of Tang Ran.
Jiang Mei had mentioned it to Song Zhixu once before, but she knew her daughter was busy with work, and the two of them didn't know if they had met.
"Um."
Song Zhixu calmly withdrew her gaze and turned to wash her hands.
Jiang Mei followed behind her and repeated, "You'll be in Jiangcheng during this time, so please take good care of her."
"I know." Song Zhixu rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands.
"Ranran is a beautiful and sensible girl. Your father is thinking of discussing the engagement of the two girls when Wanru and the others come back."
Jiang Mei and Tang Wanru have a good relationship and often contact each other by phone.
"Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, those tiny babies have grown up and are about to start their own families."
When Tang Ran was born, Lin Jixin was away on a business trip, and Jiang Mei accompanied her during the delivery.
That day, Jiang Mei took Song Zhixu to see Tang Wanru. The two were talking when Tang Wanru unexpectedly went into labor early.
After the doctor carried Tang Ran out, Jiang Mei took her in. The chubby little dumpling was especially cute.
After expressing her feelings, Jiang Mei looked at her daughter and tentatively asked, "Don't you have anyone suitable around you?"
Jiang Mei has always advocated for freedom in marriage and love. She herself got married and had children in her thirties, so she has never pressured her daughter.
She doesn't think marriage is a necessity, but she feels her daughter should have a romantic relationship.
Jiang Mei's daughter has been sensible since she was a child and has always been excellent in both her studies and career, but Jiang Mei always felt that something was missing.
She was her own flesh and blood; she knew herself better than anyone.
My daughter seems easygoing and approachable, but in reality, she cares about very few things.
Even with such a large family business as the Song family, she didn't particularly care.
The old man didn't want his siblings to fight, so he favored his son and handed the business over to him. She then started her own business with her friends.
Something happened at home, and the old man wanted her to come back. She didn't complain and came back to take over the mess that was causing trouble at home.
Whether it was her innocent and ignorant childhood or her increasingly mature adolescence, my daughter rarely threw tantrums or rebelled.
Even when she first took over the job, Jiang Mei could clearly feel that she was under a lot of pressure, but she never saw her lose control of her emotions.
In the parlance popular among young people online, her daughter's core is too stable.
But such a person is too ethereal, not down-to-earth at all, and it seems that nothing can truly move her emotions.
"Like Ranran, isn't she wonderful?"
Jiang Mei patiently explained, "Xiao Qi was injured, so Ran Ran specially had someone deliver a free-range chicken early this morning, made chicken soup, and then sent it to Xiao Qi."
Song Zhixu has one special assistant and three secretaries. Half of Jiang's job duties are as a personal assistant.
No matter how well her assistant took care of her, Jiang Mei still felt that nothing was better than having a loving partner who could understand and care for her.
Upon hearing her words, Song Zhixu paused in washing her hands, and her slightly furrowed brows relaxed.
It seems I misunderstood Tang Ran earlier.
Sending chicken soup was a pretense; the real purpose was to complain.
Song Wuqi doesn't usually live in Jingting. If Tang Ran doesn't send chickens over, no one in the family will know that Song Wuqi is injured.
Given how much her father cares for his granddaughter, he would definitely have someone investigate why Song Wuqi was injured after learning about it.
Although Song Zhixu didn't hear the content of the phone call Tang Ran received yesterday, she could guess from Tang Ran's subsequent reaction that it was related to Song Wuqi.
After returning from the hospital, Song Zhixu had his assistant Jiang investigate and learned that Song Wuqi had gone to the hospital after getting into a fight.
Recalling her father's unpleasant expression, Song Zhixu guessed that he must have known that Song Wuqi had caused trouble at the bar.
Thinking of this, Song Zhixu's lips involuntarily curved into a slight smile.
The little guy is so cunning; he even goes to great lengths to tattle.
Jiang Mei rambled on for a while, but when her daughter didn't respond, she patted her arm and asked, "What do you think?"
Song Zhixu turned off the tap, looked at her in the mirror, and said with a smile, "It's quite nice."
Jiang Mei thought she had persuaded her daughter and asked with delight, "You have an idea now?"
Song Zhixu smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
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Tang Ran took a bowl of the chicken soup that the Song family had sent back, added some seasonings to it, and then went to find Song Wuqi.
With a fake smile plastered on his face, he watched intently as Song Wuqi ate the chicken and drank the chicken soup before returning to the company, satisfied.
As for how many times Song Wuqi went to the bathroom in the afternoon, she couldn't be bothered to pay attention.
As night falls, the streetlights come on, illuminating the way home for pedestrians.
Tang Ran sat in a rocking chair on the balcony, playing games and chatting with Miao Tiantian.
The lights in the living room next door came on, and a few minutes later, a new message popped up on my phone.
Sister Song: [I'm home.]
Smiling, Tang Ran put away her phone, took the food that had been kept warm in the steamer, and went out.
The doorbell rang.
Song Zhixu opened the door and was greeted by a bright, smiling face.
"Authentic free-range chicken soup, I wonder if you'd like it, sister?"
The voice was light and cheerful, indicating that the person in front of me was in a very pleasant mood.
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On a weekend when she didn't have to work, Tang Ran slept in late, which was a rare treat.
After having a pleasant breakfast, Tang Ran changed into a simple casual outfit and went out.
I made an appointment with Xia Xin'er last time to do charity work at the welfare home today.
Just as Tang Ran reached the elevator, the lock on the opposite door turned slightly, and Song Zhixu pushed the door open and came out.
Good morning, sister!
Tang Ran leaned back and greeted her with youthful vigor.
A simple white T-shirt paired with light-wash jeans, long hair pulled back into a ponytail, exuding youthful energy from head to toe.
Tang Ran walked to the elevator closest to room 1901 and asked with a smile, "Are you going out too, sister?"
Song Zhixu's outfit today was also on the casual side, with a light blue silk chiffon blouse adorned with an elegant cloisonné mother-of-pearl brooch and a high-waisted off-white embroidered skirt, exuding her usual intellectual elegance.
"I made plans with a friend." Song Zhixu's lips curved slightly.
Tang Ran winked playfully, "I also made plans with friends."
The elevator arrived, and the two went inside together.
Before pressing the elevator button, Tang Ran turned to Song Zhixu and asked, "Is Sister also on the first floor?"
"Negative one."
Tang Ran pressed B1 first, and then pressed another layer.
Song Zhixu said, "Where are you going? If we're going the same way, I can give you a ride."
She wasn't in a hurry to attend the private gathering with friends, so she could drop Tang Ran off first.
Tang Ran smiled and shook her head, "A friend came to pick me up."
At the banquet last time, she made an appointment with Qiu Yuan, who would come to pick her up and take her to the orphanage together.
She had barely finished speaking when Qiu Yuan called.
When the elevator reached the first floor, Tang Ran said "Goodbye, sister" to Song Zhixu and then got out of the elevator while on the phone.
"Qiu Yuan".
"Wait a minute, I'll be right out..."
The elevator doors slowly closed, shutting out Tang Ran's fading voice.
A note from the author:
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Grandpa Song: Wasn't there supposed to be a meeting? Did they hold the meeting at your home?
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