Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Song Nianru felt that this matter should not have been done by the eldest lady.

No matter how foolish the eldest lady was, there was no need for her to harm her new daughter-in-law. So who could have done this? Was it the same person who poisoned the original owner?

Song Nianru tapped the table with her fingers.

This was her usual action when she was thinking - just now, He Ma, who was beside the eldest lady, came to deliver something, and she did not feel any malice from He Ma.

It seems that this matter has to start from the source of the pearls in this box.

ten minutes later.

Song Nianru had already appeared in the eldest lady's room with the box of pearls.

"What, you mean these pearls are poisonous?"

The eldest lady sat up suddenly:

"How is it possible? This pearl was a gift personally sent by the old lady when I gave birth to Shang Bin..." As she spoke, her voice lowered.

The eldest lady sat down on the chair.

No wonder.

She was also wondering why the old lady was so generous when they were clearly at odds with each other back then. The gift she sent was even more valuable than the one she gave when she gave birth to her eldest son.

It turned out to be waiting for her here.

Fortunately, she didn't like plain jewelry like pearls, so she never used them. Otherwise, she would have been fooled long ago.

But then again, this box of pearls almost harmed his eldest daughter-in-law!

"Nianru,"

She guiltily pulled Song Nianru's cold little hand:

"I'm sorry, Mom really didn't know. Look at the fuss this has caused... Fortunately, you're capable enough to recognize it's poisonous. Otherwise, wouldn't Mom have killed her own precious grandson with her own hands?"

"Don't worry about this. I love you so much and I absolutely, absolutely would not hurt you on purpose."

Song Nianru didn't care, but she still had one question to clarify:

"Madam, was it your own idea to give this box of pearls, or did someone give you the idea or hint?"

"I thought of it myself,"

The eldest lady said without hesitation:

"A few days ago, while taking inventory in the warehouse, I stumbled upon this box of pearls. I thought the color would complement you, and it would be a perfect gift for you. And it just so happens that today is the right time for me to give it to you."

Song Nianru nodded.

As the eldest lady said, this pearl was just a "generous gift" prepared by Old Lady Jiang for the eldest lady, but the eldest lady gave it to herself by mistake.

And this was purely an unprovoked disaster for me?

Although he was reluctant to admit it, it now seemed that this possibility was more likely. Of course, another possibility could not be ruled out, that is, when the Madam was taking inventory of the treasury, someone deliberately placed the box of pearls in the visible position, inducing the Madam's subsequent actions.

But judging by the eldest lady's reaction, it was clear that she couldn't get anything out of her about this matter. Song Nianru took her leave leisurely, and before she left, the eldest lady plundered a bunch of goodies from the room and took them away.

Song Nianru: “…”

That's not what she meant.

. . .

At night, Song Nianru went to the Paramount again.

This time, she went there by herself. Caiyun had been sent to the military academy as a transfer student - Jiang Shangwen just happened to have a vacancy, and Caiyun was strong and had someone recommend her, so she was specially recruited.

Song Nianru wore a smoky grey suit and a matching hat. Looking in the mirror, he looked incredibly handsome.

She just sat leisurely in her seat alone, with eyes constantly being cast towards her from all around, both male and female.

Yu Linglong wasn't on stage tonight; the acrobatic magic show "The Great Transfiguration" was being performed. Screams and applause erupted from time to time, but even so, Song Nianru still attracted some attention.

"Miss Song,"

At some point, Gu Lingxiao sat opposite her again:

"Your outfit tonight is really unique. You seem to be in a good mood?"

"Are you free?" Song Nianru asked back.

“I’m so bored!”

Gu Lingxiao nodded and snapped his fingers to call the waiter:

"Give Miss Song a glass of all the new foreign liquors that have arrived these days~"

The waiter immediately responded and soon brought several glasses of foreign wine of different colors, placing them in front of Song Nianru one by one.

"Miss Song, please~"

Song Nianru nodded, picked up one of the glasses with her index and middle fingers and shook it gently. Under the dim light, the wine reflected a faint blue luster.

The aroma of the wine goes down my throat and it tastes really good.

"Tell me, what do you want to know from me?"

Song Nianru said coldly.

She didn't really think that Gu Lingxiao, the boss behind the Paramount, would be so free as to take the time to treat her to a drink. Gu Lingxiao didn't seem like a man who was after sex.

Gu Lingxiao snapped his fingers again:

"Miss Song is indeed smart. I do have something I want to ask you. Can we move over and talk?"

Song Nianru pondered for a moment.

Although she didn't know what Gu Lingxiao was up to, she didn't care. She nodded and stood up, and the two of them left the private room one after the other.

When she passed by a table on the way, she saw Chen Simei, surrounded by the same friends from last time. Chen Simei looked at her with eyes full of scrutiny and jealousy.

Song Nianru smiled slightly.

She came here today for her.

The two walked towards a private box on the third floor.

After sitting down, Gu Lingxiao opened the drawer of his desk, took out a newspaper, opened it, and spread it in front of Song Nianru - the newspaper contained the report about the late-night shooting of foreigners.

Gu Lingxiao pointed at the report with his slender fingers and got straight to the point:

"To be honest, that night, I had the honor of witnessing Miss Song's elegance with my own eyes."

Song Nianru narrowed her eyes dangerously and said coldly:

"is it?"

Gu Lingxiao raised his hands obediently:

"Don't worry, Miss Song."

"Since I've chosen to confess to Miss Song, I naturally won't reveal a single word to anyone else... Otherwise, Miss Song might not be sitting here carefree today, right?"

"Oh"

Song Nianru shrugged, indicating that she didn't care - she could make this man shut up forever in a minute.

"Do you have conditions?"

"Yes, Miss Song is really straightforward!"

Gu Lingxiao laughed:

"To be honest, I've taken a fancy to the weapon Miss Song used that day..."

In reality, he was more attracted to Song Nianru, especially her elusive agility and superb marksmanship. But he didn't dare say it. His intuition, gained from years of navigating dangerous terrain, told him that this woman was definitely not someone he could control or manage.

Therefore, buying weapons and doing business were his next best options.

After all, he's just a businessman, isn't he?

Gu Lingxiao laughed at himself.

"I wonder if Miss Song still has such a weapon, or something similar. Gu can offer a high price."

Song Nianru pondered for a moment, then nodded.

The gun she used that day was indeed far ahead of its time. It was smaller in size, yet incredibly lethal, making it ideal for concealment. Whether for self-defense or assassination, it was an excellent choice.

The important thing was that she did have quite a few of these weapons in her space, so while they were taking up space, it wouldn't be a problem to sell them to him. It would not only bring her some profit, but also give her a chance to get to know him better.

Song Nianru raised the corner of her mouth slightly:

"If the price is right, we can certainly negotiate. However, I have one condition..."