Song Yun listened to the beeping sound and almost choked on her own rage.
Seething with anger, she said to the old lady beside her, "Zhao Meilan said she wants to ask for Young Master Lu's opinion!"
Then she complained even more dissatisfiedly, "Mom, this is just great!"
"That little bitch not only became the general manager of a subsidiary of Feihuang Group, but now she's also about to marry into the Lu Family. With Zhao Meilan's sharp and mean nature, who knows how she might bully us in the future!"
The old lady gave Song Yun a cold look.
"Can't stand it? Jealous, huh?"
"If you're capable, get your daughter married into one of the Four Great Families too! Otherwise, shut your mouth!"
"And from now on, I don't want to hear you call Song Xi 'little bitch' again. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Song Yun immediately turned grim upon hearing this.
"Got it, I won't say it!"
