"Humph! Still claim you have no designs, but to stay in the Song family, you could even live with this piece of trash for three years. Your scheming is truly deep and terrifying. I really admire your tolerance!"
Lu Huixi did not stop despite Song Yuwei's pleading; instead, she intensified her attack.
"Mommy, I'm scared!" Diu Diu, seeing the people around them all laughing and hurling insults at their family, clutched Song Yuwei's collar tightly, his little hand turning somewhat pale from the force.
"Enough!" Qin Han could no longer tolerate these people's cold insults toward Song Yuwei.
Qin Han's shout used all his inner strength, directly causing everyone present to buzz in their ears, and Song Yuzhe, who was closest to him, felt a sharp pain in his ears.
Silence! A terrifying silence!
Everyone had not expected Qin Han's roar to be so loud, and they all stared at him dumbfounded.
Song Yuwei stared blankly at Qin Han; she had thought that today would surely be a repeat of the past, that Qin Han would definitely stand up and apologize to Song Yuzhe, begging like a dog with a wagging tail.
But to her surprise, Qin Han's face now showed anger and gloom, as if he were angered by the insults his family had endured. Could it be that he had really changed? Had he grown a backbone?
Upon this thought, Song Yuwei began to tremble all over. Finished!
He must be about to strike again!
He had not changed at all, not in the slightest, this was all her own fantasy, when he couldn't bear the mockery of others, he still chose violence to solve the problem.
Thinking this, Song Yuwei was so frightened that she squatted on the ground. This was a Song family gathering; whom would he hit? Whom could he hit? If he hit Song Yuzhe, that would be tearing the sky apart!
"You think you're something special, huh?" Song Yuzhe said, about to step forward.
Song Yuwei was holding Diu Diu, blocking his path forward, but he didn't hesitate in the slightest, actually trying to step over Song Yuwei.
Seeing it was too late to dodge, Song Yuwei resigned herself and closed her eyes. Forget it, she had endured enough humiliation today, one more wouldn't matter. She only hoped that Qin Han wouldn't strike, waiting for Song Yuzhe to get 'bored' and leave them alone.
After closing her eyes for a few seconds expecting to hear the sound of someone stepping over her head, she opened them only to see Qin Han standing in front of her, his right hand firmly gripping Song Yuzhe's neck.
Song Yuwei had never thought that Qin Han would stand up for her; he had always been indifferent to everything about her, except for money. When Qin Han stood in front of her and Diu Diu, his silhouette seemed immense in Song Yuwei's eyes, like a tall wall, giving a sense of peace.
But now, how would things end? Song Yuzhe would certainly not let things go easily.
Just as everyone was shocked at the scene, a frail voice suddenly came from not far away.
"What's all this commotion about?"
The old madam of the Song family, supported by the family head Song Yuanqiao, walked onto the stage, speaking as she approached.
The previously lively hall suddenly fell silent.
Right then, Qin Han conveniently released his grip on Song Yuzhe's neck, and feeling the looseness around his neck, Song Yuzhe heaved a long sigh of relief.
"When did this piece of trash get so quick, with such a strong grip? Hmph! Dare to hit me? After the feast is over, you're going to get it," Song Yuzhe muttered to himself. Seeing his father was now looking in his direction, he reluctantly turned away.
"All right, all right, no need to be so formal, everyone take your seats," the old madam of the Song family waved her hand and, with Song Yuanqiao's support, slowly sat down in her chair.
Song Yuanqiao's gaze lingered on Song Yuwei, who was behind Qin Han, his eyes filled with complexity, his inner thoughts indecipherable.
"According to reliable information, Wanhua Company in Zhongzhou City has been acquired, and a new president will take office tomorrow."
Whoa!
The room erupted into heated discussion.
Under the Song family banner, there are over a dozen cosmetic companies. Over the past few years, the Song family had been keen on striking a partnership with Wanhua Company, as it was the largest trading company in Zhongzhou City.
Working with them is a surefire win-win.
But Wanhua Company simply looks down on the Song family. So every time the Song family proposes a partnership, they are rejected.
Now that Wanhua Company has a new CEO, the Song family naturally wants to try their luck to see if they can work together!
"Who's willing to discuss the partnership?" Song Yuanqiao looked around slowly and began, "If we can secure this cooperation, it would be a great achievement for our Song family. The company will establish a separate department to liaise with Wanhua Company, and the department head's administrative level will be set as CEO!"
"I'll go!"
"Family Head, I'll go!"
"I'm willing too!"
Everyone was scrambling to raise their hands first. Only Song Yuwei didn't raise her hand because she knew she held a low status within the Song family.
The grandmother looked at the eager crowd and nodded in approval, a smile appearing on her face as she pointed at Song Yuzhe and said, "Yuanqiao, let Yu Zhe go. Yu Zhe! Try it tomorrow."
Song Yuzhe's face lit up with joy, and he nodded vigorously.
"With Young Master Song going, success is guaranteed!"
"Given Yu Zhe's capabilities, Wanhua Company will definitely choose to work with us!"
The young descendants from the collateral branches of the Song family showered Song Yuzhe with flattery.
Yet at that moment, an untimely voice, yet resounding like a great bell, rang out.
"May I ask the Family Head if anyone who secures a deal with Wanhua Company can become the CEO of the independent department?"
This voice instantly drowned out the noisy discussions in the hall, forcibly pressing down all other voices, and silence fell again as everyone looked for the source of the voice.
Song Yuwei's heart was filled with tumultuous waves, for the one who had just spoken was Qin Han sitting beside her!
What was he doing? Did he think she hadn't suffered enough humiliation?
Why continue to make a fool of himself? Was face really that important? Even if he didn't consider her feelings, he should at least think of the child!
Qin Han slowly stood up, his gaze fixed on Song Yuanqiao. Inside, he held very little respect for Song Yuanqiao. Firstly, in his previous life, he had encountered families none of which wasn't a giant of the Dragon Nation—compared to such, the Song family of Zhongzhou, which could only be considered second-rate, wasn't something he took seriously.
Secondly, from the memories of his current body, he knew of Song Yuanqiao's actions towards Song Yuwei and felt even less regard for Song Yuanqiao.
"Of course! Whoever signs the contract with Wanhua Company will be the new CEO of the independent department. Why? Do you want to give it a try?" Song Yuanqiao's face showed no expression; it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"I don't have that ability!"
"If you don't have the ability, what are you standing up for?"
"This is a family meeting to discuss important matters. This waste is making a spectacle of himself at the wrong time."
"We said not to let them come, look now—aside from causing trouble, what else can he do?"
"With that attitude of his, I doubt he even knows which way Wanhua Company's doors open."
Laughter echoed around them again. Song Yuwei buried her head low, tightly holding her child, her heart filled with despair and disappointment.
This morning she still harbored hope that with Qin Han's change of heart, her family's days would finally brighten. But in the afternoon, fate played a cruel joke on her, slapping her hard across the face.
Perhaps this was her destiny—she should never have harbored any hope.
"I may not have that ability, but my wife does!"