Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

Han Meng smiled, and looked at her meaningfully: "I also called an important friend over, and I need Miss Chu's help later, Miss Chu, don't refuse..."

Chu Yunxi met her gaze, thought of this woman's previous promise to her, pursed her lips, and said, "I will try my best."

Together with Han Xiao, she entered the reception hall.

In the hall, the Chu family is all there.

Han Meng, as the Han family, and the wife of Han Moyang, who is now in power in the Han family, has a special status.

As soon as she appeared, the atmosphere in the hall was different.

Chu Yunxi moved away from her without any trace, and consciously sat down next to Liu Weilu.

Song Jinrong looked at Han Meng for a while, assumed the posture of the head of the family, and said slowly, "Second Miss Han, what kind of wind is blowing today that brought you here?"

Chu Xu and his wife looked at her calmly.

Han Meng looked casually at the Chu family members in the hall, and took an extra look at the man sitting on the other side with a determined face.

This person was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

But it doesn't matter.

Han Meng looked away with a smile, looked at Madam Chu, and said, "Old Madam, how much Young Master Chu told you about that child?"

Song Jinrong took a breath, and a pair of vicissitudes of eyes flashed light, "What do you know?"

The smile on Han Meng's face remained undiminished, and he said quietly, "I can say with certainty that the child is indeed of Chu family blood."

Her determined tone made Chu's family look weird suddenly.

Even the unfamiliar man raised his eyelids and gave her a complicated look.

Han Meng didn't care about their reactions, and continued on his own: "Unfortunately, Young Master Chu doesn't want to believe me or cooperate with me. I'm afraid this poor child will die soon."

After the voice fell, the hall was silent, and everyone was deep in thought.

Song Jinrong spoke first, with an expression of displeasure on his face covered with signs of aging.

"You said that the child belongs to Ah Chen, and that he is about to die, so what do you mean? Second Miss Han, didn't you come to my Chu residence on purpose to find my wife happy?"

"How dare you?" Han Meng still smiled like a flower, pushing the wheelchair a little closer to her.

Chu Xu and Liu Weilu on the side watched her every move defensively.

Fortunately, Han Meng didn't go any further.

She stopped the wheelchair, raised her voice, and said clearly: "What I mean is—the young master of your Chu family is dying, and now, there is only one person who can save him."

"Who?" Song Jinrong subconsciously blurted out.

He chose to believe what he said to Han Meng in his heart.

Han Meng dared to come to Chu's house alone, so he wouldn't deliberately lie to them.

Song Jinrong saw this very clearly.

Han Meng was about to answer according to her words when a servant outside hurried in.

"Old lady, master, madam, Qin Shu, she, she..."

Before the words were finished, a figure quickly walked into the splendid and luxurious reception hall like the wind.

Han Meng narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said in a low voice, "The person I was talking about is here."

In the blink of an eye, Qin Shu was already standing in front of the Chu family.

After not seeing each other for three years, the Chu family was unexpectedly stunned.

"Qin Shu?!" Chu Yunxi exclaimed in surprise, breaking the silence in the hall.

The person Han Meng mentioned just now...is her.

Her eyes darkened, and she stared at Qin Shu with a complicated expression.