"That gave me a scare. I thought something had happened to your daughter. Just now, I was even worried that something might have happened to mine too."
After saying that, Song Bin picked up his coffee and took a drink.
"Your two daughters are at that little scoundrel Jiang Chuan's house too!"
Pfft!
The moment Meng Yifei finished speaking, Song Bin sprayed out the coffee he had not yet swallowed.
"What?!"
Song Bin stared with eyes wide open. "My two daughters are at Jiang Chuan's house too?! I'm going to kill that little scoundrel!"
"Can you beat him?"
"..."
Song Bin fell silent for a moment, then headed for the office door.
"Tell your daughter to come home, and have mine come home too," Meng Yifei said irritably.
"I'm going to beat up his dad!"
"..."
Jiang Chuan, still unaware that his own father was suffering because of him, was discussing what to eat with everyone.
In the end, they decided to let Song Zhiyi cook.
"Huh? Where are the sea cucumbers?"
While selecting ingredients, Song Zhiyi realized the sea cucumbers Meng Nanxi had sent as New Year's gifts were nowhere to be found.
"Zhiyi, go cook. I'll help you look for them."
With his survival instincts cranked to the limit, Jiang Chuan hurried to Song Zhiyi's side and pushed her toward the kitchen.
Thanks to his own quick wits, Jiang Chuan narrowly escaped disaster. After enjoying a fine lunch, he took the three women out that afternoon and headed for the City Lord's Mansion.
Upon arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, Jiang Chuan saw Song Bin and Meng Yifei, their faces as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Old Meng, Old Song, what's with the way you're looking at King of Jiangnan?"
Noticing their vicious stares, Jiang Chuan