There wasn’t a murmur at the dining table.
Song Zhizhi also dared not show any emotions.
Her current concern was if Leng Wanqing would act, as she hadn’t relayed any information to Jun Mingyu.
But in reality, Jun Mingyu should also be astute, he might have picked up Leng Wanqing’s sudden dinner invitation and its intentions.
Yet such a quiet dinner, showed no signs of abnormality at all.
Everyone was having their dinner, everyone appeared so calm and composed.
A long ti.
The dinner finally ended.
The Dean said he wasn’t feeling well, he needed to go back to his room for rest, the rest of the affairs were left to Leng Wanqing to handle.
Then, Jun Mingyu accompanied the Dean to leave.
Just like that, he left.
So, Leng Wanqing indeed won’t take any action tonight.
As expected.
She was just testing her.
But at that mont she pretended to be clueless, her eyes looked at Leng Wanqing, seemingly perplexed about why nothing had happened.
Leng Wanqing didn’t give her any explanation either.
She said, "There are so things regarding the wedding that I need to discuss again, Miss Song and Zhidao, follow back to my residence to talk further."
Song Zhizhi and Song Zhidao were again brought to Leng Wanqing’s residence.
There were no others around, in the room there were only Song Zhizhi and Song Zhidao, along with Leng Wanqing, Jun Minghan and Jun Mingxi.
Song Zhizhi intentionally looked impatient, she asked, "I don’t know what Lady’s intentions are today?"
Leng Wanqing replied, "The Dean must have detected our plans, hence he brought along a lot of personal guards. I can’t ensure that I can completely take him down, therefore I didn’t want to act recklessly!"
"Lady could have inford in advance. I’m not as strong as Lady internally, I fear I can’t withstand the psychological pressure." At that mont, Song Zhizhi genuinely felt a little angry.
"I too had altered my plan at the last minute, there was no ti to inform Miss Song."
Song Zhizhi gritted her teeth.
She was blatantly unhappy but she could only swallow it down reluctantly.
"Miss Song doesn’t need to worry too much. This ti I made no moves, the Dean will probably guess what my true intentions are. I won’t act, next ti he will lower his guard. I’m just setting off a smoke screen, making it hard for the Dean to comprehend my thoughts, better fulfilling our wishes." Leng Wanqing explained.
Song Zhizhi didn’t say anything else.
"Just now, when the Dean said that you and Zhidao are to take over Comrcial Managent, that was my idea." Leng Wanqing admitted bluntly.
If Song Zhizhi was her person, if Song Zhizhi obeyed, naturally she would reward her.
Song Zhizhi stared at Leng Wanqing.
She looked sowhat excited but insisted on restraining it.
Leng Wanqing observed it clearly.
She said, "As long as one is truly loyal to , I won’t let her down."
"Thank you, Lady." Song Zhizhi quickly responded.
"The wedding of Song Zhidao and Jun Mingxi is set for next Wednesday. Go back and prepare yourselves."
"As for the matter of the Dean..."
"I have made arrangents and will notify you. For now, focus on preparing for the wedding. Mingxi is marrying into the Song Family, it’s mostly up to the Song Family to plan this wedding."
"Alright, I will arrange everything properly." Song Zhizhi nodded.
"I won’t say much else. Song Zhizhi, whether or not you can seize the future wealth, honour, influence and power, it all depends on how well you grasp it!"
"Yes."
"Minghan, see them off." Leng Wanqing ordered.
Jun Minghan respectfully responded.
Then he escorted Song Zhizhi and Song Zhidao out of the residence.
Naturally, the official family’s estate was huge, full of trees and man-made hills and streams.
The night was very quiet, even though there were many guards patrolling around, not a sound could be heard.
Jun Minghan led the way, Song Zhizhi and Song Zhidao followed him wordlessly.
The patrolling guards all showed them great reverence.
After a long walk, they reached the entrance.
Song Zhizhi and Song Zhidao politely thanked him, prepared to get onto the carriage when...
Jun Minghan suddenly said, "Miss Song, please hold on."
Song Zhizhi paused.
Song Zhidao also looked at Jun Minghan with surprise.
"I have a few words to say to Miss Song privately."
Song Zhizhi told Song Zhidao to get onto the carriage first.
Song Zhizhi said, "What does Sir Jun want to instruct?"
"Instruct is not the right word. But my mother did say that Miss Song is indeed a rare talent, and I should cherish you."
"Thank you for the Lady’s high praise."
"Song Zhizhi..." Jun Minghan suddenly leaned close to her.
Song Zhizhi paused, but didn’t avoid him.
Jun Minghan’s lips whispered in Song Zhizhi’s ear, "My mother said, let’s consummate our marriage soon."
Song Zhizhi’s body tensed.
Jun Minghan pulled out an evil smile.
Then slowly he maintained their distance.
Song Zhizhi smiled, "Lady isn’t afraid that people will see and affect Sir Jun’s reputation."
"My mother is worried that... Miss Song is not sincere enough."
"Am I not sincere enough?" Song Zhizhi raised her eyebrows.
"My mother says, only when a woman is truly possessed, can she truly belong."
"Your mother is indeed fickle."
"That’s why no one can guess what she’s thinking."
"So when does Sir Jun intend... to possess ?" Song Zhizhi smiled.
Under the night sky, her smile was charming enough to overthrow cities.
"When do you think is appropriate, Miss Song?"
"How about tonight?"
"Miss Song really isn’t reserved."
"Otherwise, how can I demonstrate my sincerity right?" Song Zhizhi’s eyes were blatantly seductive.
Jun Minghan’s heart wavered.
At that mont, he was truly touched by Song Zhizhi’s words.
He suppressed his inner desire, he said, "Tonight is not the ti."
"Then I’ll wait for Sir Jun’s opportune ti."
Jun Minghan nodded.
Song Zhizhi said, "Then I’ll leave first."
"Hmm." Jun Minghan replied.
At this mont, he was afraid that if he said more, he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
The mont Song Zhizhi turned to board the carriage.
She suddenly paused.
She turned around to face Jun Minghan, suddenly stood on tiptoe, and kissed his face.
Jun Minghan was shocked by Song Zhizhi’s action.
He stepped back.
This was the official family’s estate, there were people everywhere.
What was Song Zhizhi doing?!
Song Zhizhi didn’t seem to be embarrassed at all, she grinned, curtsied, and gracefully got into the carriage.
Jun Minghan stayed there, watching the direction the carriage disappeared into.
His fists clenched tight.
This woman would be his, thoroughly and completely, sooner or later!
He suppressed the tumult in his heart and turned to leave.
A long while after he had left.
Behind a false hill.
Jun Mingyu erged with a man, walking towards another side of the official family’s ho.
They had accidentally caught sight of him earlier, which was why they lurked in the dark.
Only after they had gone far did they co out.
Jun Mingyu seed to have cast a aningful glance at the person trailing behind him, but he didn’t say anything.
They went into the Dean’s bedroom.
The Dean was in his room waiting for them at this mont.
Directly, the Dean stated, "Leng Wanqing did nothing tonight!"
"But it’ll happen soon," Jun Mingyu affird confidently.
"So we’re supposed to just sit back and await our impending doom?" The Dean asked.
"The only way for Leng Wanqing to seat Jun Minghan as the heir at this point is by killing us." Jun Mingyu stated, "you are her primary target."
"That snake-hearted woman! She supported to power back then but has been controlling ever since. Years have passed, and I’ve had enough of it!" The Dean gritted his teeth in anger.
"In my opinion, instead of waiting to be killed, we should make the first move." Ji Baijian, the man standing behind Jun Mingyu, suddenly spoke up.
The Dean looked at him.
"Instead of waiting for Leng Wanqing to attack us, we can seize the opportunity and kill her first!"
"What’s your brilliant idea?" asked the Dean.
Ji Baijian, whom he initially didn’t put much stock in, he had now begun to appreciate with admiration after several encounters, despite his young age!
Ji Baijian explained, "We’ve already spread news of your will. Now, Leng Wanqing is eager for action. She’s been waiting for the optimal ti. But I personally don’t think we should let her be fully prepared. We must catch her off-guard!"
"So..." The Dean stared at him.
"Leng Wanqing is eager to make Jun Minghan, the rightful owner of Song Zhizhi, isn’t she?" Ji Baijian queried.
There was a montary flash of a smile on Jun Mingyu’s face.
So not only had he heard, but he had also listened closely.
Being able to keep cool despite knowing the truth, this man could truly keep up appearances.
"We’ll act on that day." Ji Baijian enunciated each word.
"Aren’t you worried about your wife being truly possessed..."
Ji Baijian did not respond.
As for her.
All she wanted was revenge.
And he... would indulge her!
"Alright," The Dean agreed rapidly, "strike them down off-guard while Jun Minghan is indulging in worldly pleasures!"
Ji Baijian nodded.
So did Jun Mingyu.
It wasn’t a surprise.
That couple, striving for their objectives, could be so cold-blooded and heartless!
...
Song Zhizhi sat in the sedan, utterly silent.
Song Zhidao seed rather restless beside her.
Because he had no idea what Song Zhizhi was thinking.
Song Zhidao asked, "Sister, what exactly did you say to Jun Minghan? Why did the two of you seem so close?"
"Jun Minghan likes ." Song Zhizhi said straightforwardly.
Song Zhidao was taken aback.
"I can feel it."
"So, you are considering a relationship with him?"
"He’s powerful and influential, poised to beco the next Dean. If I can be with him, at least we’d be secured for the rest of our lives."
"But what about Ji Baijian..."
"Ji Baijian?" Song Zhizhi gave a small laugh.
She said nothing else.
The truth was, Song Zhidao knew very well.
Ji Baijian was already dead, set up by her.
His sister indeed had changed.
People of the Song family, no matter how noble their claims of doing things for the sake of the family, could not resist the lure of benefits!
"Should I seriously consider living a good life with Jun Mingxi?"
"Only if Jun Minghan actually inherits the title," added Song Zhizhi.
"Alright, I understand."
Song Zhizhi didn’t speak any further, and Song Zhidao let the matter rest.
The silence in the car resud.
After a long while.
Song Zhizhi initiated a conversation, "Brother Ziming, have you seen Xiaolang’s cub?"
"Do you an the little tiger?"
"Yes."
"Xiaolang sent a photo, but I haven’t t it in person yet."
"There might be so things happening soon. Let’s go see the little tiger tonight, we might not get to see it next ti."
"Alright." Ziming nodded, "I’ll drop Zhidao off first."
"Zhidao, I’ll co and talk about the wedding arrangent tomorrow morning. You better get so rest tonight."
"Sure." Song Zhidao nodded.
Ziming dropped off Song Zhidao at Song Family’s mansion first before driving away.
Song Zhidao watched the sedan’s taillights fade away.
He picked up his phone and dialed a number, "Mr. Jun."
"How did your sister react tonight?"
"She wants to ingratiate herself with you."
Jun Minghan laughed coldly.
He knew it; won were practical.
"Okay, I got it. You prepare for Mingxi’s wedding. You’ve heard it as well; the Comrcial Managent will be yours and your sister’s from now on."
"I hope you can treat my sister well," Song Zhidao said seriously.
"As long as you obey, I’ll treat her well."
"Okay."
Song Zhidao hung up the phone.
No matter what, it’s just the two of them left in their family now.
As long as their interests don’t conflict, he hopes his sister will live a good life.
Inside the sedan.
Wei Ziming looked at Song Zhizhi in the backseat through the rearview mirror, "Do you have sothing to tell ?"
"Yes." Song Zhizhi nodded, "Zhidao might have already fallen for Jun Minghan."
"Indeed. Even before your father’s death, your brother had already been deeply involved. So, when you told that Song Zhidao is different from your father, I reminded you in particular not to trust too easily."
Song Zhizhi nodded.
That mont was indeed quite ironic!
Who would have thought that the most loyal person to her would be Wei Ziming, a man who doesn’t share any blood relations with her?
All those who were related by blood couldn’t be trusted!
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