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Xiang Cheng’s heart melted. Shen Xi was beautiful and was everything he wanted in a woman; his wife, however, ought to be gentle, considerate, and clean, someone like Jiang Xue.

Xiang Cheng returned Jiang Xue’s hug. Gratified and infinitely pleased, he said, “Xue’er, I believe you. I’m happy you’re willing to entrust yourself to me. Trust me; I’ll treat you well.”

Jiang Xue was quite satisfied with Xiang Cheng’s proclamation. She was as happy as a clam, oozing with a sense of fulfillment.

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Xia Chun, who had been socializing, was happy to see her daughter cozying up with Xiang Cheng. When she looked away, she was suddenly standing in the shadow of a towering figure looming over her.

“Madam Jiang, I need to discuss something with you.” Meng Yu’s fox-like eyes twinkled seductively, complimenting his saccharine smile.

Xia Chun was unsure, but she could not shake the feeling that there was something off about Meng Yu’s smile. So frightened was she that she immediately came up with an excuse, “Xue’er has something urgent to attend to. How about next time, I…”

“Now would be preferable to later, Madmam Jiang. You know I’m a busy man.” Neither Meng Yu’s smile nor tone changed.

Xia Chun was uncertain of the situation and looked around for her husband. Jiang Lun, who had just learned Meng Yu’s identity, hurried over to join his wife in her conversation with the vaunted President.

With a face full of smiles, Jiang Lun greeted Meng Yu, “President Meng, it’s a pleasure to meet you at last. Indeed, seeing is believing. It’s my great fortune to meet President Meng today.”

A long string of platitudes spewed from Jiang Lun’s mouth, but Meng Yu did not respond, putting Jiang Lun in an awkward position. “May I know why President Meng has sought out my wife,” Jiang Lun asked, “If it’s anything within my power, please do not hesitate to look for me. I shall do my best to satisfy your demands.”

“Is that so?” Meng Yu purred. “That works too. Our Young Master was injured some time ago, so I’m here to ask Madam Jiang for an explanation. Since you’ve been so obliging, perhaps you could explain it to me in her stead. Tell me, how should we settle this matter?”

Jiang Lun’s heart leaped to his throat. The only person Meng Yu would call ‘Young Master’ was the young scion of Hai City’s Guan family.

How did his wife manage to offend Young Master Guan? From all accounts, Young Master Guan should be in Hai City, and Xia Chun rarely stepped out of Rong City.

However, now was the time to be going over such things. If people knew that the Jiang family had offended the Guan Group, it would bring disaster to their family’s business, Kunlun Construction.

Jiang Lun offered Meng Yu a slight bow and asked, “President Meng, why don’t we move elsewhere to continue this discussion?”

Meng Yu, the picture of magnanimity, nodded, going along with Jiang Lun’s request. Even those on death row were allowed their last wishes.

Jiang Lun hurriedly got people to make arrangements and led Meng Yu to the luxurious suite while scraping and bowing.

Xia Chun trailed behind, quivering in fear. She could not figure out how she had managed to offend Young Master Guan.

Xiang Tian and his wife happened to witness this scene. Curious, Xiang Tian asked his wife, “Dear, you just spoke to Mrs. Jiang. Do you know how the Jiang family is related to President Meng?”

Wang Yue mirrored her husband’s curiosity with confusion. “I don’t know. Xia Chun wanted to know who the dapper young man was, to which I replied that it was President Meng. It did not seem like they knew each other. Maybe President Jiang knows President Meng.”

Xiang Tian eyed the trio thoughtfully and muttered, “Does the Jiang family have ties with Meng Yu? If that’s the case, then the marriage between Cheng’er and Jiang Xue isn’t half bad.”

Wang Yue was displeased with her husband’s reaction and said, “I still don’t like Jiang Xue. Country bumpkins have raised her for practically her whole life. How can she be a proper match for Cheng’er?”

“Your ignorance is showing, my dear,” Xiang Cheng answered, his words barely more than a whisper, “If the Jiang family has a connection with President Meng, it’s as good as tying ourselves to the Guan Group. The Jiang family might surpass our Xiang family with the Guan Group’s backing.”

Wang Yue listened with barely concealed shock. She suddenly found Jiang Xue far more pleasing to the eye upon hearing her husband’s explanation. Perhaps Cheng’er and Jiang Xue were a good match, after all.

The birthday banquet arrived at an important segment with the star, Xiang Jun, giving a speech on stage to all his guests.

Jiang Xue stood next to Xiang Cheng, and next to Xiang Cheng were Xiang Tian and his wife. The four of them stood in the front row.

Everyone knew the significance of this position, and so did Jiang Xue.