Mo Ling: "?"
What the hell?
Could a person change their expression this fast?
With a look of bewilderment, Mo Ling stared at Song Qiao, her heart filled with shock and a sense of exasperation.
She truly hadn't expected this!
So this was the kind of person Song Qiao was?
A proper scoundrel, indeed, men were all the same.
She muttered to herself internally, but Mo Ling's expression remained outwardly calm.
It was for a simple reason: to avoid Song Qiao suddenly turning against them.
This rapid shift in demeanor wasn't just startling Mo Ling; Luo Zhimeng was also red-faced with anger, coughing as she choked on her own spit, her eyes wet. She looked up at Song Qiao, internally grumbling.
Too fast!
This change of face was quicker than turning the pages of a book.
However, Song Qiao completely ignored the gazes of the two women. He smiled at Luo Zhimeng, appraising her.
Seeing the anger on Luo Zhimeng's face intensify, Song Qiao quickly spoke.
"I need to give you a heads-up, Li Bingqing is very smart. It's basically impossible to trick her."
Upon hearing this, the two women exchanged glances.
The atmosphere instantly turned quiet.
After a brief silence, Luo Zhimeng took a deep breath, the anger gone from her face. She stared expressionlessly at Song Qiao and asked,
"So?"
Mo Ling clenched her fists, biting her lip slightly, her eyes dark and unreadable as she pondered.
Especially after seeing Luo Zhimeng, her gaze shifted back to Song Qiao, and her face immediately turned a little red.
Sensing Luo Zhimeng's slightly off mood, Song Qiao coughed twice and said seriously,
"So, we should just sell this mine to her directly."
He paused, then seeing the confused looks of the two women, he smiled.
"However, this is just my first step. My plan is a bit more complicated, and I might need to explain it."
It seemed Song Qiao had agreed to help and wasn't trying to decline further.
Since that was the case, Luo Zhimeng's expression immediately eased a little.
At least Song Qiao hadn't seized this opportunity to make any excessive demands about the black silk stockings.
Therefore, she was quite interested in the troublesome plan Song Qiao mentioned.
Whether it was troublesome or not was secondary; as long as it was effective, it was a good plan.
Luo Zhimeng immediately narrowed her eyes and said softly, "You just say it. If there's anything we don't understand, we'll ask."
Mo Ling nodded.
Since the two women were willing, Song Qiao didn't hesitate. He paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts, and then smiled.
"First, we need to create the illusion that we are short of money. Only then can she let her guard down."
"However, we will also need help from the Ye Corporation and the richest man in Snow Country. Of course, if the Luo family has any overseas assets, we can set up a complete scheme."
"..."
Song Qiao spoke very clearly. As they listened to him, the two women exchanged glances and nodded continuously.
Given Li Bingqing's clever and cautious nature, this method was indeed the most suitable.
After all, it was normal for their Luo family to be short of money and sell a mine, wasn't it?
They could certainly understand overseas assets.
Because if Li Bingqing became suspicious and investigated even a little, overseas assets would be exposed.
With a full-fledged scheme, they wouldn't have to worry about her not falling into the trap.
As he spoke, Song Qiao expounded his plan at length.
The two women's expressions shifted from nodding to shock, and then their mouths hung open in disbelief.
Luo Zhimeng took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly.
"Impressive! This plan is intricate and interconnected. Although it's a bit troublesome, the effect will be absolutely significant!"
It wasn't just Luo Zhimeng; Mo Ling was also greatly shocked. She looked at Song Qiao, appraising him.
"I never imagined you'd be such a schemer. This plan has many steps, but it's completely foolproof for deceiving Li Bingqing."
It was precisely because of this that, after her shock, Luo Zhimeng suddenly thought of something and widened her eyes at Song Qiao.
At this moment, while she realized the truth, she was also filled with shame and indignation.
Such a thorough and detailed plan couldn't have been completed in a short time.
This meant that Song Qiao had been preparing to target Li Bingqing from the very beginning.
Her own situation was merely a bonus.
Luo Zhimeng gritted her teeth in anger.
Song Qiao laughed heartily, his eyes playfully teasing Luo Zhimeng.
"Don't worry, I'll work hard for your black silk stockings too."
"You! Don't mention it again!"
"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore," Song Qiao took a step back and smiled. "Actually, when Li Bingqing approached me about buying the mine, I already had a plan. And recently, I have a capable person around me, so we planned it together."
As for this person, it was, of course, Alice.
After all, she was a woman meticulously trained by Xue Rongying, and Hana Duo valued Alice so highly not just for her charm.
She was also very skilled in her understanding of grand strategies and various tactics.
The two women felt a sense of helplessness.
They had clearly been set up.
But at this point, they had no other choice. If they were set up, so be it.
As long as the plan could be executed and the Guo family could be defeated.
Thinking of this, Luo Zhimeng's face flushed.
Song Qiao chuckled, seeing her reaction. "You better not forget the black silk agreement. We already promised."
Luo Zhimeng rolled her eyes. "Since I said it, I will definitely do it, but it will start from tomorrow."
Despite what she said, Luo Zhimeng was internally cheering herself on.
She had to admit, this man was truly irritating. Every time she saw him, she ended up being teased.
Secretly gritting her teeth, Luo Zhimeng glared at Song Qiao, snorted, and turned her head away.
Song Qiao smiled gently, looking at the sulking Luo Zhimeng. He pulled her closer, hugged her, and pinched her nose, asking,
"Unhappy?"
"Happy!" Luo Zhimeng suppressed the urge to beat him up fiercely. With a stiff face, she forced out a smile that was more like a grimace and gritted out, "I'm extremely happy!"
With a helpless smile, Song Qiao said softly,
"Alright, I still need to discuss some things with Cao Man. Let's part ways for now."
Luo Zhimeng asked, "Then we'll meet here again tomorrow?"
"No," Song Qiao shook his head, scanning the surroundings.
They had already returned to where they had met before.
Looking at the scenery around them, Song Qiao smacked his lips.
"Meeting here isn't very convenient."
Upon hearing this, the two women's expressions drastically changed.
The matter they were discussing was of great importance.
Not a single mistake could be made.
Song Qiao's observation of the surroundings and his subsequent statement made them unable to help but imagine the worst.
"Could it be that we're being monitored? Why can't we meet here?"
The two women looked very concerned.
Song Qiao laughed heartily, his gaze playfully fixed on Luo Zhimeng.
"This place isn't suitable for wearing black silk, is it? Didn't you promise me you'd wear them? Are you going back on your word?"