"Miss Yun, I didn’t expect you to be the owner of Chonglou?"

"Miss Yun, your Chonglou really surprised me!"

"Miss Yun, I wonder if there’s still a chance for the guests who weren’t invited for the first batch?"

...

A single Chonglou was enough to silence those gossiping tongues instantly.

These noble ladies love nothing more than competing, and it’s been a while since anything fresh appeared in Imperial City. Suddenly, a high-class Chonglou spa opened, and everyone was going crazy with envy.

"Youyou, you’re not helping me, you’re clearly causing me trouble."

Yun Zhi, who couldn’t handle such occasions, grabbed Chi Youyou, who was like a fox in a rabbit’s clothing. "Miss Chi is a partner of Chonglou, so if anyone has questions, you can ask her."

"Sister Yun Zhi!"

Well, they walked right into it.

The two exchanged a glance, neither noticing the mischief in each other’s eyes. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Actually, this might have been part of their plan, deliberately making such a scene.

Fang Yifei had specially invited them to the party with ulterior motives, so they couldn’t let her efforts go to waste.

Naturally, they had to use this opportunity to advertise Chonglou once more!

The result was evident; at this moment, there was no semblance of a party anymore, as everyone spoke of Chonglou this or that.

"Damn it!"

Fang Yifei looked at the chaotic scene below, so furious her chest hurt. "Cousin, look at them!"

No matter how good Nan Zhi’s acting was, she couldn’t keep it up now.

"Feifei, Sister Nan Zhi."

Just then, Song Xingruo and Fang Ying walked over.

Fang Ying was also a bit surprised. Recently, she kept hearing about Chonglou from her mahjong friends, and just now, she was tempted to go over, but Song Xingruo held her back.

"Auntie, Ruoruo, you’re here."

Fang Yifei glanced at Nan Zhi, and they immediately restored their smiles.

"Feifei, is Jinshu really Youyou’s cousin?"

Song Xingruo quickly walked to her side, took her hand, and felt a surge of tension when she nodded.

"By the way, Ruoruo, don’t you like Jinshu? Now’s a good chance for you to go over and get his autograph!"

"I... I’m okay... Grandpa got it for me a few days ago, it’d be awkward to go now, so forget it."

She certainly didn’t want to go now!

If Chi Youyou were to complain, her image would be shattered.

"Oh, auntie, do Grandpa Song and the rest know about Chi Youyou’s identity?"

Nan Zhi walked over to Fang Ying deliberately probing.

"They probably don’t know, I just found out! If the old lady knew, she would have told me!"

Fang Ying didn’t notice her probing and answered casually.

Nan Zhi nodded at Fang Yifei and continued, "Auntie, it looks like the Song Family is serious this time, and our Fang-Song arrangement might be broken."

"I was worried about that too. It was okay when Chi Youyou had no background, but now suddenly it’s revealed her maternal family is the Cheng Family. I reckon even the old man and the old lady couldn’t stop it."

Fang Ying and Song Xingruo were entirely focused on their discussion, unaware of the expressions of the others.

"But just as well, as long as Shiyu doesn’t get married, there’s still a chance."

"Auntie, thank you."

"Thank me for what, we’re family, I’m certainly on your side."

"Exactly, Feifei, don’t worry, my mom and I will definitely help you!"

When Song Xingruo said this, her eyes kept wandering toward Jinshu.

In a party like this, everyone present had 10,800 thoughts racing through their minds.

Chi Youyou and Yun Zhi were dealing with the noble women who came to chat, their eyes catching Fang Yifei upstairs. This successful event for Chonglou was all thanks to her.

Next time, they’ll have to give her a banner of thanks!

"Goodbye, cousin."

Halfway through the party, Chi Youyou and the others found an excuse to leave.

"I’ll give you a ride."

Cheng Shujin saw Chi Youyou about to get into Song Shiyu’s car, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over.

"No need, cousin, he’s just on the way."

"On the way?"

Jinshu glanced between them, suddenly recalling his investigation: Chi Youyou lived next to Song Shiyu’s house.

He gritted his teeth and frowned, "Next time, I’ll arrange a new place for you. Where you’re staying now is too remote, and inconvenient for school."

"Mr. Cheng, my fiancée’s matters don’t concern you."

Song Shiyu pulled Chi Youyou closer, asserting his claim.

"Mr. Song, if I’m not mistaken, my cousin hasn’t married you yet..."

"Um... cousin, I really like where I’m staying now. I’ve got a lot of fruits and vegetables planted in the yard, no need to change it."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Chi Youyou quickly interrupted.

Ugh... what’s Cheng Shujin playing at today?

Before, he said he was worried she’d embarrass the Cheng Family, but now what?

They’d already left the party, yet he still came over acting like they were close cousins.

"You..."

"Mr. Cheng, it’s getting late, we’ll be off."

Cheng Shujin seemed like he wanted to say more, but Song Shiyu intercepted him.

Just then, Uncle Wan came by, greeting his young master.

Cheng Shujin glanced at Uncle Wan, then at Song Shiyu, finally giving Chi Youyou a long look before leaving in a huff.

Chi Youyou shrugged helplessly at Song Shiyu.

"Mr. Song, don’t blame him, our young master has been busy all day and is a bit tired."

The Cheng Family’s base was now in M Country, and Imperial City was completely the domain of the Song Family.

The mighty dragon cannot defeat the local serpent.

Uncle Wan was worried Song Shiyu might trouble his young master and deliberately softened his stance.

Song Shiyu ignored him, pretending not to hear, as he closed Chi Youyou’s car door and went around to the other side.

"Drive."

It wasn’t until the car drove away that Uncle Wan’s face darkened as he watched the car leave slowly.

Humph.

Once the Chengs return to the country, he wants to see how long the Songs can keep laughing!

"Uncle Wan, what are you still doing here? Get in the car!"

Cheng Shujin had been waiting in the car for quite a while, and directly told the driver to pull up.

"Young master."

Now, Uncle Wan had a smile on his face. "It’s nothing, I was just chatting with Mr. Song. But, young master, why did you decide to attend the party today? You didn’t really like such occasions before."

"Nothing better to do. Since we’ll be developing back home, we have to show our faces so people don’t forget the Cheng Family."

"The young master is right, Madam shares this sentiment."

"Uncle Wan, how’s the paperwork for Chi Youyou and Chi Zaozao’s return going?"

"Miss Chi hasn’t contacted me, I assume they’re handling it themselves. Young master, you shouldn’t worry about their sibling affairs; Madam has her own plans."

Cheng Shujin frowned at the last sentence, "Uncle Wan, tell my mother not to meddle in this matter!"