"Do you truly not know, or are you just pretending to be confused!"
Glancing at Song Yaling, Xiaobei said again, "I really don’t know!"
"Big idiot! The trouble I’m talking about is their hotels. After those hotels are transferred, isn’t it up to me to manage them? Are you going to manage them? You’re just going to be a hands-off manager."
After listening to such a detailed description, Xiaobei realized that it was indeed the case.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Xiaobei rubbed his nose and muttered awkwardly, "Well... Sister Song, the capable ones should do more work!"
Giving Xiaobei a sidelong glance, she grumbled angrily, "You just pick the nice words to say."
"Sister Song, since you find it troublesome and don’t want them, I’ll call them and ask them not to give us any hotels."
Seeing Xiaobei take out his phone, she hurriedly and urgently said, "You little bastard! What are you saying! Who said I don’t want them!"
At this moment, Song Yaling was truly anxious!
She knew that she was just saying things out of anger, and she couldn’t possibly reject it, because it wasn’t just a few thousand!
"That’s settled then! Sister Song, from now on, I’ll leave the hotel matters to you!"
With a cheerful grin, Xiaobei put his phone back in his pocket while grabbing a washed apple and taking a big bite.
"You little bastard, all you do is be a hands-off manager!"
Seeing Xiaobei’s smug look, Song Yaling glared at him again angrily.
Knowing he should comfort her now, Xiaobei said directly, "I have no choice; everyone around me is super capable, so naturally, I can only be a hands-off manager!"
"Hmph!"
Hearing her proud snort, Xiaobei didn’t say anything further but instead picked up a knife and began peeling an apple. Soon, a fragrant aroma quickly spread.
"Sister Song, would you like some?"
After peeling it, Xiaobei looked at Song Yaling.
Without saying a word, Song Yaling gently opened her cherry lips.
Understanding Song Yaling’s intention, Xiaobei cut it into small pieces and fed them to her bit by bit.
This attentiveness brought a faint smile to Song Yaling’s lips...
...
Meanwhile, in a very distant place, there’s a misty valley, and within it lies a massive complex of buildings!
In a smaller courtyard, two people sat opposite each other, their expressions as solemn as water.
They wore identical clothes, each embroidered with the character ’Song’!
At this moment, one of the older individuals asked in a deep voice, "Has the matter been investigated? What’s the deal with that young Song Shuying?"
Upon hearing this deep inquiry, the other person quickly replied, "Reporting to the elder, the young Song Shuying is already dead!"
"Are you sure?"
As he questioned, a terrifying aura seemed to wash over him...
Feeling this terrifying aura, the slightly younger person shivered, "I’m sure! Song Shuying’s sensing token has lost all signal, indicating that he’s indeed deceased."
Nodding slowly, the elder spoke indifferently, "Handle this matter carefully, although Song Shuying was young, he was still part of our family. He can’t die so ambiguously."
"Yes, I understand, but elder, dealing with this matter has a bit of trouble."
"Trouble? Are you suggesting that the person who dealt with Song Shuying wasn’t ordinary?"
"It’s not a matter of person; it’s a matter of location!"
"Location? Is there a place in this world our Song Family can’t reach?"
"It’s not here; Song Shuying died in a neighboring small world!"
Upon hearing the explanation, the elder’s expression remained stony as he whispered, "A small world? Explain what’s going on in detail!"
"Certainly!"



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