Chapter 7

The visitor pointed to the gold rimmed frame and said, "our father's surname is Jin. I'm Jiang Huai."

Jiang Huai?!

Even the Shen family were shocked.

Jin's financial group of the business empire is beyond the reach of the whole Jiangcheng and even f country, especially Jiang Huai's special help. Even old people like Shen revere it!

Although the Shen family and the Song family are rich and have industries, compared with the Jin family, they are just like floating. There is no way to compare them, let alone have anything to do with them.

Can you send that person's personal special help to Jiang Huai, is it possible that something unprecedented happened?

By the way, they just heard that Jiang Huai seems to have come to song Yarong specially!

For a moment, all eyes were focused on Song Yarong, who was confused.

Master song was very respectful and said, "Mr. Jiang, I don't know why you came here. Is it because the little girl didn't know how to bump into you? I will make her apologize to you!"

Shen and his wife got to know each other for a moment. Shen Hanjun was about to say something. He quickly grabbed him and motioned him not to interrupt.

Jin's consortium is beyond the reach of the whole f country, let alone offend them.

Jiang Huai's face was light. "Don't worry about master song. Our master just invited Miss Song to talk about the past."

As soon as this remark came out, master song almost stopped his heart.

Song Yarong thinks that she has never offended anyone, and she has no connection with Jin's financial group. Is it su manrou and Shen Hanjun's ghost? No, Su manrou doesn't touch such existence.

Thinking, song Yarong looked at Jiang Huai, "Mr. Jiang, I don't know your master, and I don't have any friendship. Are you mistaken?"

"Miss Song will know as soon as she goes. Please, Miss Song," Jiang Huai gave up her position and just reminded her.

"Please," she said, but the gesture was clearly coercion. There were huge bodyguards on both sides. She could almost imagine being carried out like a chicken after she refused.

She can't offend Jin, otherwise the Song family won't come to a good end.

Looking at master song's worried face, song Yarong patted her father's hand and said in a low voice, "Dad, I'll be back soon. Don't worry, housekeeper. Please take care of my dad."

She handed her father over to the housekeeper. Her eyes flashed over the Shen family's expression that it was none of her business. She didn't say much. After all, no one wanted to fight against Jin's consortium.

It's just where Su manrou has gone. Since she refused to get married, it's like she's suddenly disappeared. Do you think you're going to settle with her or just hide and watch.

How can master song let his daughter go? It depends on that song Yarong is taken away by Jiang Huai. He is about to catch up with her, and his head is dizzy.

At the moment, song Yarong has been crammed into Maybach. She didn't see her father who fainted at the meeting. The air-conditioner inside was fully opened, and she shivered with cold.

The exterior of the black car body looks very low-key, but the interior decoration is luxurious to the extreme. The leather seats are spacious and can roll, and the top is covered with gray velvet blankets, which are extremely comfortable everywhere.

She and Jiang Huai were the only people in the car. Jiang Huai sat in the driver's seat and started the car. He didn't say a word since driving.

Wutong click into place. After a minute of time passed, the car slowly passed through a plane of the phoenix tree road. The vision suddenly opened up, and the heavy door opened from inside to enter a castle villa.

On both sides of the road are all kinds of precious flowers with refreshing fragrance. The music fountain in the middle of the road is shining in the sun, and some water mist falls down like pearls.

Around the fountain and about 50 meters ahead, Maybach stopped at the door of the villa.

Then a man in a tuxedo pulled open the door and made an inviting gesture.

She was still wearing a wedding dress. It was very inconvenient for her to move down and step on the red stall.

The villa is so big that it is unimaginable. It has about four or five floors, but all the people in it are men. She looks around, and even the cleaners are men, not a woman.

"Miss Song, please," Jiang Huai leads the way.