Song Ren sat on the armchair next to Song Sheng's bed. She sized her brother up and said, "so are you going to explain, or will it be Song Mei?"
"It's nice to see you too, Ren," responded Song Sheng sarcastically.
Song Ren's lips twitched, "Likewise brother."
Qian Meigui bit her lips down quickly before composing herself. She walked around the bed frame and found a space in front of Song Sheng. Qian Meigui sat and said, "I asked Sheng for help."
"I see," she began, "then it must be worst than I thought." Song Ren kept her arms crossed below her chest, calculating and thinking. She shot a glance at Qian Meigui, "What do you suspect?" she asked her with a neutral tone.
Qian Meigui straightened her back and raised her chin. "I believe that another source is trying to ruin the reputation of the company. This situation is only minor, but we can't act like every other company that blows it over and provides 'Hush money' to the plaintiff."
