Transmigrating into a book, the fake daughter is spoiled by the group every day

Song Yun stood there quietly, looking at her friend's back, shook her head gently, and a helpless smile appeared on her face.

Just then, a voice calling came into her ears, bringing her back to her senses.

"Come on, come on. What are you talking about?" Song Yun responded while moving closer to the group of ladies who were chatting enthusiastically.

"Oh, Mrs. Du just said that her family also wants to join Jiang's project. I was thinking that Lu and Luo are both cooperating with Jiang. Let's all go back and talk to our husbands and help President Du!" Lin Juan said with a smile on her face.

Hearing Lin Juan's words, Song Yun couldn't help but curse inwardly: "What a brainless person!"

But he still kept smiling on the surface, while his brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to cleverly shirk this matter so as not to offend anyone and get away with it safely.

She picked up the teacup beside her, took a sip of the warm tea, and slowly put the cup down before saying, "You all know that Luo's company has had some problems recently. It's hard to say whether our cooperation with Jiang's company can continue."

Song Yun had barely finished speaking when, before Mrs. Du could react, Lin Juan couldn't wait to take over the conversation. "That's right, the Luo Corporation can't possibly be as stable as the partnership between our Lu Corporation and Jiang Corporation! This time, I'm afraid we'll really have to rely on our old Lu to step in!"

As she spoke, Lin Juan laughed triumphantly.

Before this, no matter where she went, Song Yun was always surrounded by people like a star.

This time, it was finally Lin Juan's turn to be proud. How could she not show off?

Mrs. Du, who had originally hoped to gain more connections by making friends with Song Yun, now has no hope at all.

Although she was very unhappy, facing the triumphant Lin Juan, Mrs. Du could only force a smile and continue to compliment him: "Yes, yes, from now on, our family will have to rely on you, Mrs. Lu!"

However, Song Yun turned a blind eye to Lin Juan's arrogant and complacent look, and was too lazy to even give her a hint of expression.

Because Song Yun came to the afternoon tea party this time, she had a more important purpose - to spread the news that Luo Xiangming had already come out, so as to lure the snake out of its hole and catch the black hand hiding behind it.

At the same time, she also wanted to take this opportunity to get some other useful information.

After successfully achieving her goal, Song Yun felt relieved and began to chat happily with the ladies with whom she had a good relationship.

As night fell and the lights came on, Luo Ning'er returned home with brisk steps.

When she stepped into the living room, she found Song Yun already sitting there reading a magazine.

"Mom, you come back so early today!" Luo Ning'er said as she walked.

However, Song Yun didn't even raise her head, and just responded calmly: "We are having afternoon tea."

Hearing this, Luo Ning'er couldn't help but laugh out loud, then sat down next to Song Yun, picked up the teacup in front of her, and took a sip.

At this time, Song Yun finally raised her head, looked straight at Luo Ning'er, and asked, "Have you expressed our gratitude to President Jiang? What did he say in response?"

When her mother asked this question, Luo Ning'er immediately recalled the conversation she had with Jiang Yufeng in the afternoon.

At that time, when she mentioned this to Jiang Yufeng, she didn't expect Jiang Yufeng to answer without hesitation: "Helping my father-in-law is what a son-in-law should do."

If you don't work hard this year, you'll still be called aunt next year. Jiang Yufeng had to perform well.

This sentence was like a thunderclap, leaving Luo Ning'er speechless on the spot.

Recalling that scene at this moment, Luo Ning'er felt her face getting hot and she couldn't help but blush.

Song Yun, who was standing by, noticed her daughter's abnormality and asked with concern, "An An, what's wrong with you? Your face has suddenly turned so red. Are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing this, Luo Ning'er quickly came to her senses and stammered to explain, "Ah? Mom, I... I'm fine. Yu Feng said this was just a piece of cake."

Seeing her daughter so flustered, Song Yun frowned slightly, but soon relaxed again and said earnestly, "Even so, we can't be rude to others because of this."

Luo Ning'er nodded quickly and continued, "By the way, Mom, Yu Feng also asked me to ask when you and Dad are free. He wants to pay you a formal visit."

After a brief thought, Song Yun replied, "How about this? Starting tomorrow, you go to school and study hard, and we'll meet again on the weekend."

After listening to this, Luo Ning'er nodded slightly to show that she understood, but did not say anything more.

After Song Yun had properly arranged all her affairs, Jiang Li's figure suddenly appeared in her mind. She couldn't help but say, "I don't know where your sister has gone these days. I can't find her when she doesn't have to go to school."

At this moment, Jiang Li is doing his best to conduct an in-depth investigation into many matters related to the Luo family.

Although common sense suggests that she should avoid the matter, her strong sense of responsibility drives her to contribute to the best of her ability.

As night falls and the lights come on, Luo Xiangming and his son Luo Jinghao are still working overtime in the company.

After dinner, the mother and daughter returned to their room to rest.

The next morning, the sun shone through the thin clouds and fell on the earth.

Luo Ning'er packed up and went to school as usual.

When she stepped into the classroom, Mu Yitong spotted her with sharp eyes and immediately walked towards her quickly.

"Luo Ning'er, I've been worried since I heard about what happened in your family! My brother told me some of the situations, but unfortunately, our two families are engaged in different business fields, so I really can't help you." Mu Yitong said with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, but my father has come out safely, so it's no big deal." Luo Ning'er responded with a smile.

Seeing Luo Ning'er's relaxed expression, Mu Yitong's heart, which had been hanging in the air, was slightly relieved.

But she seemed to have some questions that she hadn't asked yet. Just as she was about to continue asking, the crisp and pleasant school bell suddenly rang, interrupting their conversation.

In the blink of an eye, the days passed like flowing water and it was Saturday.

Tomorrow is the important moment when Jiang Yufeng and Luo Ning'er have agreed to visit, and Luo Ning'er has already greeted Luo Xiangming and others in advance.

Just after Saturday dinner, Song Yun organized Aunt Mei and others to carry out a comprehensive and thorough cleaning operation.

For a moment, the house was filled with a busy yet warm atmosphere.

Looking at everyone busy with work, Luo Ning'er seemed a little relaxed.

She casually grabbed a piece of sweet and delicious fruit from the fruit bowl beside her and put it in her mouth, mumbling to Song Yun, "Mom, there's no need to make such a fuss!"