On the way, Chu Yunxing suddenly received a phone call, and his face showed some worry.
Song Mai guessed the call was about company matters and considerately advised, "You can come back and handle your work in a bit; you don't need to come with us."
Although Chu Yunxing had reservations, he still nodded slightly.
"I will come to you as soon as I have finished dealing with it."
“It’s our girls’ date time now,” Lin Ran said happily, raising her hand.
Jiang Jibai looked at her with a wronged expression: "What about me?"
Lin Ran ignored him and, after he finished speaking, shooed him to Chu Yunxing's side.
Jiang Jibai watched Lin Ran leave with Song Mai and An An, feeling both amused and exasperated.
"I'm truly impressed."
Chu Yunxing glanced at him indifferently, looking him up and down: "It's normal for me to dislike you."
"What do you mean by that? Do you think I'm disliked?" Jiang Jibai immediately became insecure and looked himself up and down.
Chu Yunxing smiled without saying a word and began to handle his work.
Song Mai and Lin Ran arrived at a nice restaurant. As soon as they sat down, they heard the girl next to them say with a happy expression, "So, you're about to get engaged to the young master of the Shen family?"
"Yes, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly either."
The girl opposite him smiled shyly, her rosy cheeks a testament to her joy.
Lin Ran couldn't help but look at the two of them with curiosity, and whispered to Song Mai, "I'm afraid the only one here who can be called Young Master Shen is Shen Xiujing, right?"
"That must be it." Song Mai never cared about these gossips and calmly ordered food with An An.
"Ranran, I heard that Shen Xiujing has recently been involved in a scandal with a designer. You must be careful." The girl who started speaking spoke again.
The girl called Ranran looked disdainful: "She's just an old woman who's married and has a child. What's there to be afraid of?"
Song Mai never expected that the gossip would fall on her, and she couldn't help but be curious.
She slowed down her movements, wanting to hear what the two girls had to say about her.
The first girl continued, "That's not how it works. I've seen the designer's face, and she is indeed a beauty. Moreover, she's not very old, only three years older than Shen Xiujing."
"So what?" Ranran didn't care at all.
"A woman three years older than her husband is a lucky charm," and I've heard that Shen Xiujing rejected Chen Nianyao outright because of this designer.
Ranran's expression turned serious. She hadn't taken the matter to heart before, but now that she heard what she said, she looked a little nervous.
The girl continued to embellish the story: "Shen Xiujing had previously said in public that he liked Chen Nianyao's type. Now that Chen Nianyao has expressed her feelings for him, I didn't expect him to publicly embarrass Chen Nianyao for the sake of this designer."
"How do you know he didn't reject Chen Nianyao because of me?" Ranran was confident about this. "He just wanted to protect me, which is why he didn't make our relationship public."
"That's true, after all, he's a public figure now, and his every move is being watched by many people," the girl couldn't help but sigh. "But speaking of which, when did you two get together?"
“He hasn’t officially confessed to me yet, but our families are old friends and we grew up together. I can tell he likes me, but he’s just too shy to say it.”
Lin Ran, who was standing next to her, almost spat out the coffee in her mouth.
She wiped the coffee from the corner of her mouth and said in a low voice, "Isn't she too narcissistic?"
Even though her voice was very soft, the noise she made was enough to attract the attention of both of them.
Ranran glared at her, even more furious, a hint of displeasure on her lips: "Who dares to shout like that here?"
Lin Ran raised her coffee pleadingly: "I'm sorry, no offense intended."
"Do you know who we are?!" the girl roared, trying to rush over.
Ranran quickly pulled her back and gently shook her head: "Don't cause trouble, the situation is tense right now."
The girl then snorted coldly, "Did you hear that? If it weren't for our Ranran's good temper, we definitely wouldn't have let you off so easily!"
"We're sorry, we really didn't mean any offense. We were just discussing other things, and we don't know which sentence caused the misunderstanding," Song Mai said.
The girl looked at her, squinting her eyes to examine her closely.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she pointed a trembling finger at Song Mai, exclaiming anxiously, "Ranran! Isn't this woman Bai Wan'er?!"
Ranran didn't care at all, calmly swirling the coffee in her hand: "So what?"
"Bai Wan'er is the designer I just mentioned, don't you remember?"
Ranran's hand stiffened slightly, and she turned her head in surprise.
Her tone was somewhat strange as she asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, because she's beautiful, that's why I often look at her photos."
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl realized she had made a mistake and quickly tried to correct herself: "But she's not as young and pretty as you."
Ranran curled a mocking smile at the corner of her lips, slowly walked up to Song Mai, and looked down at her.
"Hello, my name is Qian Xiran, and I am Shen Xiujing's fiancée."
Qian Xiran said this undoubtedly to assert her sovereignty, but Song Mai didn't care at all.
She nodded casually and said in a low voice, "Hello, my name is Bai Wan'er."
"Now that you know who I am, don't get close to Xiujing anymore. I know he's a very charming celebrity and many girls must be attracted to him. But you already have children and a family, so there's no need for you to do anything crazy."
Qian Xiran thought she had already given Song Mai enough face with her words. At this moment, she looked like a savior, with a cold smile on her lips and disdain in her eyes.
Lin Ran felt somewhat uncomfortable under that gaze and subconsciously frowned.
Just as she was about to say something, Song Mai pressed down on her wrist.
"I understand, there was never anything between him and me. You don't need to be too nervous, I wish you happiness."
In comparison, Song Mai's composure and openness were more magnanimous.
Qian Xiran didn't think Song Mai was being gentle; instead, she thought she was provoking her.
"Next month is my engagement party with him. If you have time, you are welcome to come," Qian Xiran said with a smile.
Lin Ran finally lost her temper: "If it's an invitation, why isn't there an invitation letter?"
An unnatural expression flashed across her face, and her brows furrowed: "An invitation is something so important that I can't personally issue it. You can patiently wait for the Shen family's invitation."
“We just met Shen Ming, how come we haven’t heard about this?”
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