Upon hearing his words, Madam Ruan and Ren Yingying both changed expression. However, Ren Yingying was standing behind Song Qingshu at the moment, so he could not see her face.
"May I ask where you obtained this information, Young Master?" Madam Ruan asked.
"Where I got the information is not important. What matters is whether Madam can handle the coming crisis." Song Qingshu set down his teacup and spoke calmly.
Madam Ruan fell silent. That previous attack had nearly caused the Jinghu Hao to change hands. After that attack, their guards were now even weaker than before. Faced with a stronger enemy, the outcome was obvious.
"I hope Young Master Song will lend us a hand. The Ruan family will surely repay you generously." After a long while, Madam Ruan finally looked at him with hope in her eyes.
Song Qingshu answered as placidly as still water, "Why should I lend you a hand?"
"Huh?" Madam Ruan was instantly dumbfounded. Her mouth fell open, and for a moment, she had no idea what to do.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. He always felt that Madam Ruan had lost some of her usual liveliness today, as well as some of the maturity and composure she showed when trouble arose. She should not have reacted like this.
Ren Yingying came to her rescue from the side. "Song Lang, Madam Ruan has treated us so well. Why do you have to deliberately tease her like this?"
Song Qingshu was rather depressed as well. Ren Yingying had undermined him several times today. Still, he had always doted on her, so he merely assumed that she and Madam Ruan had developed a friendship during their time together.
Women's friendship really is hard to understand. Song Qingshu secretly shook his head.
Having received the hint, Madam Ruan