342: Chapter 331: How Far Have We Come?
342: Chapter 331: How Far Have We Come?
“How do you say?” The middle-aged man asked.
Although he was well aware of how capable his own son was, being a guardian of the family’s legacy was definitely within his son’s abilities.
Hearing his father speak of his son in such a way, he didn’t feel too good inside.
“Sunan is in chaos right now.
If Xiao Bai could brave the rapids and charge ahead, perhaps he could make something of himself.
But one false move could lead to complete destruction,” Old Man Bai said calmly, uttering these terrifying words.
“Don’t think I’m joking.
Remember this, those who are cruel to others are not to be feared, but you must steer clear of those who are cruel to themselves.”
“I will heed your advice.” The middle-aged man finished his tea and said, “I’ll go back and explain everything to Xiao Bai now, so he doesn’t harbor any resentment.”
After bidding farewell to his old father, the middle-aged man went to his son’s room.
Before he could enter, he heard the sound of things being smashed inside.
Sighing, he pushed the door open and entered.
He saw Xiao Bai in a rage and shook his head, saying, “Keep calm, restrain your anger, and don’t let your emotions show.
It’s the most fatal weakness.”
“Huff~”
Xiao Bai lay powerlessly on his bed, sprawled out in the shape of a ‘big character’.
“Dad, just speak plainly.”
“Your grandfather told me to pass on a message: stop thinking about the marriage with Li Yueyue.
However, if you take a liking to another woman from the Li Family, that could be open for discussion,” the middle-aged man said.
“Also, in the future, don’t provoke Song Yun.
Even the old man speaks of him with some trepidation.”
“Okay, I got it,” Xiao Bai said indifferently, as if the person who had been angry just moments ago wasn’t him.
After the middle-aged man left with a sigh, Xiao Bai gripped his pillow tightly and roared, “Song Yun, why does everyone look at you differently?
What’s so great about you?
Since when does the young master of the Bai Family have to take shit from a nobody?
Damn, damn, damn!
Li Shishi, Li Yueyue, you two are nothing but bitches, both of you big bitches.
Just wait, I will never admit defeat, I will never let you go.”
Once the seeds of hatred are sown in someone’s heart, they only need time to ferment before they ripen into a weapon of harm to others.
Song Yun was unaware that Xiao Bai was nearly driven to madness, nor did he know the extent of the disaster this would bring him in the future.
“The matter has been taken care of, it’s time to head home,” Song Yun said to the women with a smile.
“Li Yueyue, look how good I am to you, I put in so much effort for your sake.”
“Yes, yes, you’re the best person in the world, are you happy now?” Li Yueyue said grumpily.
“Let me and my sister off in the city later, we need to go to the company.”
“You’re going this late?” Song Yun, puzzled, looked towards Li Shishi and asked.
“It looks like the family has taken action.
A lot of people are thinking about resigning,” Li Shishi said with a sigh as she rubbed her temples.
“Then let them go.
This is the time to truly test people’s hearts,” Song Yun said lightly with a smile.
“I was thinking the same thing.
It’s just that some of them hold a lot of client information in their hands.
No matter what, I need to get a hold of the client data first,” Li Shishi laughed.
“Worst case scenario, I’ll just wash my hands of it all, take their clients, and start a new company.
At that time, I’ll hand over both the overt and covert operations to you.
I’ll deal solely with management.”
“Damn it, why do I have to handle the thankless tasks and not see a cent for it?” Song Yun complained.
“Because of your talents in this area.
People who are appreciated by me usually aren’t all that bad,” she laughed.
“You’re even more capable than a secretary.”
“Does that mean when you’re not busy, you could also ‘handle’ the secretary?” Song Yun said with a mischievous smile, but his words were a bit too explicit.
All the women blushed except for Li Yueyue, and Li Shishi even twisted Song Yun’s waist fiercely.
Li Yueyue looked at her sisters around her and seemed to feel ashamed for not blushing.
But it’s not like she could just blush on command.
So she immediately covered her face with her hands as if she were shy.
Damn it, it’s one thing for other women to blush, but what’s the ‘little witch’ doing covering her face?
But Li Yueyue, with her head held high, declared, “What about being a little witch?
Can’t little witches be virgins?
Can’t little witches blush?
Who made these rules?
I’d like to slap that person back to their grandmother’s house.”
Now, with Sister Qingluan backing her, Li Yueyue had completely transformed into a Demon King-like existence.
She was mischievous, shameless, and the worst part was you couldn’t even harshly criticize her because Li Yueyue was practically an Oscar-worthy actress.
If things didn’t go her way, her eyes would immediately well up with tears, and she’d look at you with a face on the brink of crying.
After leaving the Bai Family, they saw Li Tang and two others idly smoking on a nearby rock.
“Li Tang, everything is settled.
We can go back now.”
“Ok.” Li Tang scampered over to lead the way for Song Yun and the others.
Jue Wu seemed hesitant and uncertain, giving off a peculiar vibe.
Could it be that this kid had caused trouble for himself?
No way, how much trouble could a little Monk stir up?
“What’s the matter, Jue Wu?
You look troubled,” Song Yun asked.
“Boss, how is the investigation into my parents’ situation going?” Jue Wu asked earnestly.
He shouldn’t have been prying since Song Yun had promised to help, but as time passed, Jue Wu had begun to worry that Song Yun had forgotten about it.
And since he rarely saw him under normal circumstances, now was the time to seize the opportunity to ask.
“I’ve entrusted someone to look into it.
They said they’ll get back to me with news soon,” Song Yun said.
“But don’t get your hopes up too high.
Your parents left Sunan over ten years ago, so we might not find any trace at all.”
“Right, I was just asking.
If even you can’t find out anything, I’m afraid we may never know the truth,” Jue Wu said despondently.
“Don’t worry.
As long as there’s a shred of evidence, we will continue to pursue it until we uncover the ultimate culprit and avenge your parents,” Song Yun reassured, patting Jue Wu on the shoulder.
“Even if we can’t find anything, try to look on the bright side.
After all, some things are beyond human control.”
“Okay, I understand.”
“I heard you’ve been getting along well with that little flight attendant lately, even starting to live together,” Song Yun teased, the flames of gossip burning in his heart.
A story about a Monk and a flight attendant—how attractive that sounded.
It could become a hit on the internet.
“It’s alright, I guess,” Jue Wu said, awkwardly touching his Bald head, obviously uncomfortable at the association of a monk and a beautiful woman.
“Don’t just say it’s alright.
Listen, you’ve already renounced monastic life, so don’t cling to the ways of the temple.
Enjoy yourself, drink and fall in love.
That flight attendant has already compromised her reputation for you, shouldn’t you be satisfied?” Song Yun said shamelessly.
“How far have you two gotten?”