CHAPTER 155: CHAPTER 155: YU HONGMEI IS DEAD

Xia Mian’s face slightly darkened, "Who called?"

Since successfully divorcing Xia Jianguo and sending him to prison, Song Juan hadn’t shown a dark expression for a long time.

But just now, after receiving a phone call, Song Juan was obviously very angry.

Song Juan brushed the hair by her temples, forcing herself to stay calm, "It’s nothing."

Xia Mian didn’t say anything else, just quietly ate her meal, occasionally urging Song Juan to eat.

But Song Juan was preoccupied, eating absentmindedly.

Xia Mian wasn’t in a hurry, she just ate slowly, not asking a single additional question if Song Juan didn’t want to talk.

However, those who dared to upset Song Juan, she’d send them to hell after finishing her meal!

Xia Mian scooped the last bite of rice from her bowl into her mouth, chewed it finely, and swallowed it, "I’m full."

Song Juan absent-mindedly replied, "Once you’re full, go upstairs and rest. I’ll handle the cleaning here."

Xia Mian silently cleaned up the table and, after returning to Song Juan’s side, her face was more serious, "Mom, I don’t want you to hide anything from me."

Song Juan looked up at Xia Mian and sighed, "There’s a problem with the company."

Xia Mian squinted her eyes, "Hmm?"

"Yu Hongmei caused a disturbance at our company, was expelled by security, fell down the stairs, and died." Song Juan looked troubled.

After divorcing Xia Jianguo, Song Juan had decided to cut all ties with the Xia Family, but these people from the Xia Family kept pestering her shamelessly!

"Dead is dead, handle it however it needs to be handled." Xia Mian remained calm, "Later, I’ll have Shu Dao Mountain go to the company to do a ritual for her, so she won’t keep haunting the Song Family."

Song Juan glanced at Xia Mian with a complicated expression, "Now, Xia Yun is making trouble."

"The entire Song Group has been thrown into chaos by them." Song Juan felt incredibly frustrated!

Yu Hongmei had been silent for a long time, why did she suddenly show up again?

"I’ll go take a look." Xia Mian stood up and walked out.

Yu Hongmei was a person who cherished her life. After failing repeatedly with Xia Mian, she had faded from view. Now, suddenly reappearing like this seemed fishy.

"Mianmian!" Song Juan stood up, "Don’t go!"

Going now and getting entangled with Xia Yun would only confuse the situation further.

"Mom, if they continue causing trouble, it will affect our company." Xia Mian’s expression turned serious, "Rest assured, I’m going to solve the problem."

We can’t let the security, who diligently protect the Song Group’s interests, end up being charged with manslaughter, can we?

"I’ll go with you!" Song Juan said, standing up.

Xia Mian hesitated for a moment, then suddenly seemed to think of something, "Bring the household register! We can change my surname at the police station later."

This time, it was Song Juan’s turn to be stunned, "Change surname?"

"Since I have no blood relation with Xia Jianguo, I don’t want to carry his surname anymore." Xia Mian said calmly, "I want to be surnamed Song."

Surnamed Song?

The moment those words reached her ears, Song Juan’s eyes became moist again.

Her daughter wanted to be surnamed Song, to be the heir of the Song Family!

But...

Song Juan squinted slightly and shook her head, "It’s enough that you have this intention; there’s no need to change your surname."

Though she had forgotten what that man looked like, she remembered his surname was also Xia.

Xia Mian looked at Song Juan, confused, "Not changing?"

"No need, Xia isn’t exclusively Xia Jianguo’s surname." Song Juan laughed openly, "If you really want to change it, wait until you find your biological father one day, then change it to his surname."

Xia Mian thought about it, and it seemed to make sense, so she didn’t dwell on the surname issue any longer.

When Xia Mian and Song Juan arrived at the Song Group, a large crowd had already gathered downstairs.

The police cordon had been put up; in a matter of life and death, no one dared to be careless.

Officers were taking notes, and Xia Yun and Yu Hongliang were guarding Yu Hongmei’s corpse.

With her face covered in blood, Yu Hongmei lay there dead, and Xia Yun was crying her heart out, "Mom, you died so horribly!"

Xia Yun was genuinely sad. Recently, bad things had been happening one after another: first Xia Jianguo went to prison, severing her connection to the Song Family and stopping her from taking advantage of them.

Now, with her own mother dead, she had lost the second person who loved her the most.

"Mom, stop crying!" Jiang Wen stood beside her with a somber face, whispering, "They killed Grandma, they have to pay some price!"

As Jiang Wen spoke, her gaze fell on Xia Mian, who had just arrived.

Xia Yun raised her swollen red eyes and looked at Xia Mian and Song Juan not far away.

Mother and daughter both wore high-end tailored suits and black leather shoes, exuding the competence and efficiency of urban professionals, in stark contrast to her rural upbringing!

"Song Juan!" Xia Yun stood up and roared at Song Juan, "You vicious woman! What will it take for you to be satisfied with ruining our Xia Family!"

Xia Yun, with red eyes filled with anger, rushed at Song Juan, attempting to hit her.

But as soon as she raised her hand, Xia Mian grabbed her arm and pushed her away hard.

"You reap what you sow. Everything today is your own doing!" Xia Mian said coldly, her words devoid of any emotion.

Xia Yun, eyes fierce, stared at Xia Mian, "You’re a freak! Why didn’t you die out there this time!"

Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan’s disappearance was somewhat secret, yet not entirely, as the four big families almost turned Beijing upside down looking for them.

Xia Mian squinted slightly, her gaze at Xia Yun becoming colder, "Even if your entire family is wiped out, I will still live well."

Speaking such venomous words slowly, Xia Mian even wore a faint smile on her face.

Jiang Wen couldn’t stand it, "Xia Mian, are you even human! That dead person was your grandmother, who watched you grow up; is your heart made of iron?!"

Xia Mian’s eyes chilled, "I have no blood relation with Xia Jianguo, and that dead old hag was not my grandmother. Don’t you have any sense of what kind of person she was? And still trying to latch onto me!?"

Jiang Wen’s face flushed from Xia Mian’s words, unable to say a word in return.

Xia Mian was right; she wasn’t Xia Jianguo’s biological child, had no relation to the Xia Family, and after the Xia Family had leeched off the Song Family for so many years, Song Juan didn’t demand compensation, which was already generous of her.

If they continued causing trouble, they’d only disgrace themselves!

"You bastard! What kind of talk is that!" Yu Hongliang, who had been beside Yu Hongmei, suddenly raised his head and stared darkly at Xia Mian, "Even if she wasn’t your real grandmother, she’s dead now—respect for the dead, how can you be so disrespectful to her!"