But Song Shi'an only dared to grumble about it silently in his heart.
He did not dare say it aloud.
Seeing that Song Shi'an was still silent, Mrs. Lu looked somewhat displeased and lightly tapped the table. "Do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand." Song Shi'an nodded.
This time, he understood her far more clearly than before and was no longer left confused.
She simply wanted him to bring Jiang Churan and Lu Mingyu together.
Mrs. Lu nodded in satisfaction. "It's good that you understand. If you handle this well, there will naturally be benefits for you."
"It is my honor to serve Madam Lu." He flattered her first, then changed course. "But..."
"But what? Are you unwilling?" Mrs. Lu looked at him coldly.
Song Shi'an shook his head. "I am naturally more than willing to serve Madam Lu. It's just that Miss Jiang returned this time because she has a terminal illness. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to have President Lu be with her?"
"A terminal illness?!" Mrs. Lu was startled. She had apparently not expected Jiang Churan to be ill.
Song Shi'an nodded. "Yes. Miss Jiang came to the Lu Group long ago and said she had a terminal illness. She only wanted to spend her remaining time with President Lu."
Mrs. Lu frowned. How could she allow a sick woman to be with her son?
"Then put this matter aside for now." Mrs. Lu waved a hand, putting an end to it.
Song Shi'an asked, "Does Madam Lu have any other instructions?"
"No. You may go back first." Mrs. Lu waved him away.
Song Shi'an turned and left the Villa.
Mrs. Lu was not generous at all this time. She had not given him a single cent!
Sigh! What a wasted trip!
He returned home dejectedly. The