บท 103: Chapter 103

Meixiu stood up from her position on the couch. She brought out her phone and saw that the sun was about to rise. She quickly went towards the bathroom to get ready.

Today is nothing out of the ordinary. Meixiu couldn't help but remember what happened last night with Wei, and she giggled.

The man, who's so cocky, got his middle finger broken as Meixiu sped up. His car, which he seems to love, burned into ashes before his eyes.

And Meixiu heard that Wei had just recently finished paying for the car. The taller woman chuckled as she spit out the toothpaste in her mouth to the sink and got ready.

She walked out of the house, seeing the sun rising on the window as she went towards her scooter.

Even if they have a car, she still takes her scooter to the supermarket. Not wanting to get attention on her and not wanting to damage the car she has bought.

Speaking of cars, Meixiu continuously hears Xiaowen complaining to Xiaohui about having her car. The older woman, seeing the car from her friends, couldn't help but get jealous and asked Xiaohui to buy her one.

Yet Xiaohui didn't budge. Xiaowen learned that Tingfeng was not the reason why Xiaohui had a car but rather herself.

Remembering how Xiaohui might have been saving money behind her back as her salary was higher than before, she couldn't help but continuously ask for Xiaohui's blessing to get a car herself.

Using the house money.

They have already saved up a good amount to buy a second-hand luxury car like Xiaohui's, but the younger woman wouldn't budge.

So what did Xiaowen do?

She'd look towards Meixiu and ask her to ask her wife to buy her kind mother a car. The same words as what she'd ask Meixiu.

"Ms. Song."

Meixiu looked at her back; she was about to drive away to the supermarket when someone called her. Her eyes caught Yanlin, whom she hadn't seen in a while.

Her eyes widen a little before she hops off the scooter and walks towards the old man who stands near their house. She quickly nodded, asking Yanlin to follow her to a secluded area.

"What are you doing here?"

Yanlin bows his head towards Meixiu, smiling a little as he leans forward to the woman. Meixiu furrowed her eyebrows at his action but didn't move away from the old man.

"Mr. Ren wants to see you."

Meixiu's eyebrows raise at what the old man said. Did she hear it right? The master of the most powerful family in their country wants to see her.

As far as Meixiu knows the family, she's been keeping track; all the old master was saying was that he didn't have any heir to the chair of the family.

Which is the opposite of what Yanlin has been feeding in her system. She and the old man have been messaging each other ever since the last time Yanlin went to Jiangqiao.

Yanlin saw how Meixiu reacted; he bowed down again and spoke the next words the old master told him to say to Meixiu.

"He has thought that you have watched and read every article and video that's been around the internet, Young Master. He wanted you to know that he's been doing that to save you."

Meixiu knew that, of course. Like Yanlin said when they last met, the younger sister is a dangerous person.

But then, Meixiu was born and raised in a mafia household. She still has the whole mafia clan behind her back, ready to save the sole successor of the Song Mafia.

How can someone be stronger than the most notorious mafia clan in Jiangqiao? Could she have that much power?

If thinking correctly, the old master Ren has more power than his younger sister, who's been hiding in the dark. He's also the handler of the whole family.

Unless the younger sister did something to the people around their villa that made them turn their backs on the old master Ren.

It was no surprise to the people around at what they were seeing. The typical staring contest between the old siblings in the formal living room.

They have been talking between each other, with the old master Ren glaring and waiting for the younger sister to stop talking and let him speak.

Yet that won't happen as the younger sister continues to blabber nonsense-nitpicked insults towards the old master, Ren. Everyone, the old and young, knew that the siblings didn't have a great bond with each other.

And yet, it continues to get stained whenever there's a rumor going around that the successor of the Ren family is Jiangqiao.

"We're not going to talk about this again."

"Sure."

The younger Ren nodded, looking at her older brother with a look of "I know what it is". She quickly left the office of the old master, Ren, causing the old man to sigh in relief.

He never wanted this beef to begin with. It all started when the younger sister learned that the successor of the Ren family was a woman.

Ren Shun's long-lost granddaughter, Song Meixiu. Of course, the younger sister still doesn't have any idea of Meixiu's name.

That's why, in Ren Shun's power, he tried everything to hide and keep Meixiu safe, with the help of Song Changpu.

The younger sister Ren has a son. And she wanted to have him earn the spot of the old master, Ren.

But everything changes when rumors spread like wildfire. It was like a bucket full of cold water was poured on her head as Ren Shun had another plan.

Ren Shun sat back down on his chair, nodding at the man beside the door, to which the man responded with a bow, and he quickly left the area.

He spun his chair and looked out of the big window, seeing as the mother and son talked to each other.

His eyes were glaring towards the two, but they quickly softened as the younger sister's daughter-in-law walked in with a small child in her grip.

"If everything goes wrong."

The younger woman in the garden looked up at the window, but Ren Shun knew she wasn't looking at him directly as his window's tinted.

A ringing from his table interrupted his moment, looking back at the phone that lay on top of a file he was reading.

He went towards the table, seeing as Yanlin's contact name greeted him. He didn't waste any more time and answered the call.

"Yanlin."

"Master Ren."

Before the man on the other line could utter a word, he was interrupted by a woman's voice.

"Yanlin, we can talk—oh, sorry. You're on the phone."

"Young master, it's alright."

"Yanlin? Is that my granddaughter?"

The man on the other line doesn't know what to do. He just finished talking to the young master, and he managed to force Meixiu to go with him in the future.

"Uh, Young master, master."

"That seems important."

"Yanlin."

Meixiu quickly left Yanlin in his place, wanting him to deal with the old man. The middle-aged man looked at Meixiu's back before going back to talk to the master.

"I apologize, Master."

"It's fine, how is she?"

"She's doing great."