Song Yunuan's eyes swiveled as she took a step forward. Although the bodyguards didn't move, they seemed somewhat tense.
At the same time, their gaze carried an air of disbelief.
At this moment, Zhong Daqiao went to the hotel to invite Song Yunuan and also to find his degenerate son and bring him home.
But after arriving at the hotel, he saw his son but not Song Yunuan.
Song Yunuan wasn't in the hotel, and for some reason, Zhong Daqiao felt a sigh of relief, although he wanted Song Yunuan to be humiliated. But then he thought, if Song Yunuan married Zhong Shaoqing and was laughed at by the fine ladies of Xiangjiang because of the humiliation, she would be mocked every time they saw her, and he, Zhong Daqiao, would also be embarrassed.
Even if that wastrel son were killed, dealing with Song Yunuan wouldn't be easy.
It might still be an eyesore for a few more years.
