Ren Feng rembered that Xia Wenxue had ntioned it before, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
He also recalled what the old man said, it seed to be in Suhang as well.
Since they were all in Suhang, it didn't matter, they could go together, and he could take the ti to visit the old man later.
"Alright, after we finish packing today, we'll head over together," Ren Feng said softly.
"Okay, I'll instruct Leting in a bit to send over the piled-up matters. After I deal with them, we can go together."
The two of them got dressed and went downstairs.
They had breakfast, and Xia Wenxue handled company affairs.
"Mr. Yun, are you going to Suhang with us later?" Ren Feng said with a smile.
Mr. Yun nodded slightly. "The master also wants to see , I definitely have to go. I've already booked the tickets; we can head over in the afternoon."
...
Suhang, the Song Family.
Snap!
The crisp sound suddenly echoed in the study, startling the servants cleaning nearby.
They didn't even dare to look into the room and all retreated.
Inside the room, there was an elderly man, his face full of sorrow, yet a fury burned in his eyes!
This elderly man was nad Song Zhaoming, the Patriarch of the Song Family.
"Father, don't be angry."
In front of this elderly man stood a young man.
This man resembled Song Ziwen in face shape, but he looked younger, and there was a ruthless expression on his face.
Song Ziwen's younger brother, Song Ziwu.
"Who would have thought such a good plan could be ruined, and Ziwen would lose his life."
Anger surged on Song Zhaoming's face, "Ren Feng, I want your blood to pay for this!"
"Father, I've already sent people to investigate. That Ren Feng is the bodyguard by Xia Wenxue's side." Song Ziwu said coldly.
Suddenly, Song Zhaoming's emotions were restrained.
"The Xia Family?"
Song Zhaoming's face was uncertain, as if lost in thought.
In Suhang, there were five major families: the Song Family, the Jiang Family, the Xia Family, the Cheng Family, and the Yang Family. Among them, the Xia Family was the most powerful and transcendent, often reigning above the other four.
And Xia Wenxue was the cherished daughter of the Xia Family.
If Ren Feng was Xia Wenxue's bodyguard, the situation was indeed tricky.
Song Zhaoming's face remained gloomy and unsettled; he was hesitating. Attacking Ren Feng would an declaring war on the Xia Family.
"Father, this might be an opportunity." Song Ziwu's eyes glead sharply.
"I know, but the risk is too high," Song Zhaoming frowned, "If successful, we could gain acceptance from the organization, and the entire family could move to the United States. But if it fails, our family will have no place to be buried."
"Father, besides the Jiang Family, the other two families are also eyeing the Xia Family greedily. If there's a chance to eliminate the Xia Family, they'd likely be willing to help. By then, with the combined forces of the three families, not only could we kill Ren Feng, we could also eliminate the Xia Family!"
Song Ziwu said coldly.
Song Zhaoming was clearly tempted, but he frowned and finally said, "Go down, I need to think about it."
After Song Ziwu left, Song Zhaoming paced back and forth in the study. This matter was too significant; making a move would trigger a series of reactions, and the Xia Family was not easy to deal with, even if it was currently led by an old man.
Song Zhaoming pondered and pondered, but ultimately, a grim, ruthless expression appeared on his face.
If he could leverage the strength of the three families, it might just be possible.
However, it required careful planning.
...
After Xia Wenxue finished her work, it was already noon. Then Ren Feng, along with Mr. Yun and the three of them, headed straight to the train station.
The distance from Jiangnan City to Suhang City wasn't very far, especially given the advanced transportation. Mr. Yun had booked high-speed rail tickets, which would get them there in about three hours.
If they drove themselves, it would take at most around ten hours.
"Xue'xue, do I need to buy so gifts this ti?" Ren Feng asked.
"Why buy gifts?" Xia Wenxue asked softly.
"Of course, I should. I'm the future son-in-law eting my father-in-law's dad, how can I not buy gifts?" Ren Feng winked.
Xia Wenxue's pretty face turned red, and she gently hit Ren Feng, "We're not going there just for this matter this ti."
"Oh." Ren Feng was a bit disappointed, "I thought Xia Wenxue's grandfather specifically wanted to see ."
Mr. Yun stood by pretending not to hear anything, expressionless. Having served for so many years, he was well aware that Xia Wenxue and Ren Feng were likely together.
The three of them arrived at the high-speed rail station, ready to enter when they saw a commotion not far away, with loud voices and many onlookers.
What's going on?
Ren Feng turned his head to look, and upon seeing it, he was a bit taken aback.
A very beautiful woman, almost rivaling Xia Wenxue, stood coldly facing a group of n in front of her.
This woman was truly beautiful, about 1.7 ters tall, wearing a beige uniform, with an oval face, bright white teeth, and clear eyes. She wore no makeup, had golden-rimd black fra glasses, and her black, waterfall-like hair draped over her shoulders.
This woman seed to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, exuding a mature feminine aura, and her glasses added an intellectual vibe.
At this mont, she was confronting the group of n surrounding her.
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