Old Lady Song sat at the head of the table with a gloomy expression, her hands clutching her cane, and she glared coldly at Song Xi as she walked in.
"You little slut, do you know your crimes?"
Song Yun, her younger aunt, pointed angrily at Song Xi and burst into a tirade of furious scolding.
"You shameless wretch, I can't believe you would stoop to doing something like this. You've completely disgraced the Song Family!"
Song Zirong's face bore a sneer as he looked at Song Xi.
"Young Master Lu personally called his uncle, and even President Chen Wuyang of Construction Bank has no authority to offer the Song Family a one-hundred-million, four-year interest-free loan!"
Song Zirong couldn't help but sneer as he said, "Do you know how much interest one hundred million would accrue over four years? Sixteen million!"
"Why would Chen Wuyang give us the Song Family such a huge favor?"
