CHAPTER 29: CHAPTER 29: TWO MINDS

A considerable number of people from the Song Group surrounded them, pointing at Song Juan, and all around were whispers of gossip.

"What’s wrong with President Song?"

"Has she gone mad?"

"In her current state, can she take over our company?"

"Did a man’s cheating drive her crazy?"

The gossip around them was endless, completely disregarding the dignity and face of both Song Juan and Xia Mian.

Xia Mian’s black eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of deep, cold severity.

Song Juan, she was cursed!

Clearly, from when Song Juan left until now, it had been less than an hour—who had targeted her?

As Xia Mian’s thoughts raced, Song Juan began more frantic actions, her hands tugging at her shirt, about to tear it apart...

Xia Mian reacted swiftly, rushing forward to stop Song Juan’s actions.

However, despite being out of her mind, Song Juan’s strength was surprisingly great, and Xia Mian’s hands were scratched several times by her.

Xia Mian didn’t even frown, focusing intently, she shouted in Song Juan’s ear, "Mom!"

With that call, Xia Mian infused a hint of Buddhist sound, and Song Juan’s mind instantly cleared a bit.

"What is this..." Song Juan’s eyes were confused, looking up at the crowd around her, her face even more bewildered, "What are you all doing here?"

The people around exchanged glances when they saw Song Juan regaining her senses, immediately looking at each other.

No matter what, Song Juan was still the legitimate heir of the Song Group.

If they still wanted to rely on the Song Group for sustenance, they couldn’t offend Song Juan.

"President Song, did you forget what you’ve just done?" A young receptionist timidly asked.

Song Juan, baffled, shook her head, and the onlookers’ expressions immediately turned strange.

In less than ten minutes, Song Juan surprisingly didn’t know what had happened to her; the company’s future in her hands looked grim!

While people were secretly criticizing in their hearts, a sharp female voice pierced through the crowd, "Song Juan, look at what kind of person you are! How can you be fit to run the company!"

Yu Hongmei came cursing out of the crowd.

Behind her, Xia Yun, Yu Hongliang, and others rushed forward aggressively, "Exactly, do you even realize what you just did? Someone who acts out anywhere at any time, what competence do you have to manage the company?"

Listening to Yu Hongmei’s harsh words, Xia Mian squinted her eyes slightly.

"My mom has already divorced Xia Jianguo, our Song Family has no relation with your Xia Family anymore, and the affairs of our Song Family are not for you to meddle in!" Xia Mian helped Song Juan up, shielding her behind.

"I’m talking to your mom, who are you to butt in! Get lost!" Yu Hongmei angrily waved her hand, wanting to push Xia Mian aside.

However, despite her full-force shove, Xia Mian remained unmoved.

Yu Hongmei momentarily stunned, raised her hand to slap Xia Mian’s face.

Xia Mian didn’t yield even a bit, gripping her wrist, staring into her eyes sharply, with a wicked smirk, "Miss Yu, is your memory not good? Have you forgotten how I sent you to the hospital a month ago?"

Exposed by Xia Mian, Yu Hongmei’s face turned instantly sour with embarrassment, "You damn brat! I should have let your dad drown you in a piss bucket back then!"

"I don’t have a dad." Xia Mian’s voice was cold, "If you’re here to cause trouble today, don’t blame me for being rude to you!"

As Xia Mian spoke, she released her grip on Yu Hongmei’s hand, then disdainfully took out a wet tissue to wipe her fingers.

"Xia Mian, don’t forget, you are a fatherless bastard! Even if my brother went to jail, it’s not your place to take over the company!" Xia Yun scolded furiously.

As soon as Xia Yun said this, Song Juan suddenly raised her hand and slapped her face, "Xia Yun! You’re talking nonsense!"

Xia Mian is Song Juan’s soft spot. Even if she doesn’t know who Xia Mian’s real father is, Xia Mian is truly her daughter, and no one can bully her!

"Oh really! Song Juan, you dare hit me!" Xia Yun’s face stung with heat after being slapped, and without thinking more, she lunged at Song Juan.

However, some employees of the Song Group simply watched, unsure of whom to help.

"I took it easy on you! Mianmian is my daughter, and a member of the Song Family; you in the Xia Family think you can squeeze her out? I’m telling you, I will soon change Xia Mian’s surname!" Song Juan said through gritted teeth, eyes slightly red.

She didn’t know who Xia Mian’s biological father was; memories of that man were vague, like a lifetime ago, but in that blurred memory, she remembered once loving him.

Song Juan’s words instantly alarmed the onlookers.

Xia Mian was born by Song Juan; the Song Group is indeed in the Song’s name!

Right then, the onlookers instantly took sides, with several security guards shoving Yu Hongmei and her company, "What are you doing? If you don’t leave, we won’t be polite anymore!"

Yu Hongmei flashed a hint of reluctance in her eyes, but ultimately did not clash directly with the young, strong security guards, leaving in embarrassment.

Xia Mian supported Song Juan and then walked into the company.

This commotion quickly spread within the Song Group, and along the way, people looked at Song Juan with peculiar glances.

Song Juan, clueless, frowned, a fly could almost be pinched to death in her eyebrows.

With Xia Jianguo’s imprisonment, the Song Group was back in Song Juan’s hands, so she instructed her secretary to notify all directors for a board meeting.

Yet, after half an hour, only a few trickled in for the meeting.

Seeing the sparse attendees, even if Song Juan were dull, she realized the directors wanted to give her a hard time.

"President Song, don’t blame everyone, after all, you did cause quite a scene at the company entrance earlier. Handing the company to you makes everyone uneasy." One of the directors with the last name Xu said smilingly, "Besides, you being a woman, managing the company is inevitably inconvenient."

"Indeed, President Song, we only care for your well-being. You should transfer your equity; with the Song Group in our hands, we can certainly manage it well!" another director with the last name Su chimed in.

Listening to the directors speaking one after another, Song Juan’s heart slowly sank.

"You want my mom’s shares of the Song Group?" Xia Mian raised her brow slightly, speaking on Song Juan’s behalf.

As soon as Xia Mian spoke, everyone immediately echoed.

Xia Mian sneered, "Unfortunately, you’ll be disappointed!"

As Xia Mian spoke, she gently patted Song Juan’s shoulder, "My mom holds seventy percent of the company’s shares; giving it to you would just burst your bubble!"