When they reached the entrance of the Song family, Yan Cheng got out of the car to send Song Jiaren off.

Just then, Song Meiyu went out to pick up Song Jiaren. When she saw Yan Cheng, she was stunned for a few seconds and said a little uneasily, “Master Cheng, thank you for sending Song Jiaren back. Do you want to come over and sit for a while?”

Yan Cheng glanced at Song Jiaren. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her expression was cold and arrogant. It was obvious that she didn’t want him to go. He smiled and shook his head. “It’s getting late, so I won’t disturb you anymore. I’ll take my leave first.” He bowed slightly to Song Meiyu, turned around, and got into the car.

Seeing the car drive away, Song Meiyu turned around and held Song Jiaren’s hand. She asked with a smile, “Jiaren, the Yan family’s head sent you home. Are you guys…”

Song Jiaren said helplessly, “Mommy, nothing happened between us. Don’t misunderstand. Let’s go in quickly. Is Mr. Ye back yet?”

Song Meiyu said angrily, “You brat, you only know how to change the topic. When Ye Zhentian comes back tomorrow, I’ll make him cook for you if you make fun of me again!”

Song Jiaren remembered how Ye Zhentian almost burned the kitchen when he cooked last time. She smiled and said, “Mom, I advise you to consider it carefully. Otherwise, our house might be burnt to the ground.”

Song Meiyu laughed as they walked into the living room. Jiang Cang walked out of the bathroom and frowned when he saw them. “Auntie, sister, I lost my teeth.”

When Song Jiaren heard his words, she felt as if there was a leak in the wind. She lifted his chin and looked at it. She noticed that Jiang Cang’s two front teeth had fallen off. She touched Jiang Cang’s head and smiled. “It’s okay. Your teeth will grow back in the future. From today onwards, you’re a little man.”

Jiang Chu nodded seriously and patted his little chest. “I understand. I will protect my aunt and sister from now on.”

Song Meiyu pinched Jiang Cang’s cute face and brought him back to his room to sleep.

After Song Jiaren returned to her room to wash up, Yan Cheng’s face appeared in her mind. She shook her head and fell asleep.

At noon the next day, two black luxury cars stopped in front of the Song family’s household. Six men in black alighted from the cars and respectfully stood in two rows in front of one car.

The butler, Liu Shu, got out of the car from the front passenger seat and hurriedly opened the door. Liu Changfeng and Liu Baisheng walked out of the car and walked to the Song family’s gate. Liu Shu pressed the doorbell.

After two minutes, Song Jiaren opened the door. When she saw so many people, she couldn’t help but frown. She said, “Mr. Liu, the three of you can just come in. Your subordinates don’t have to come in. The Song family doesn’t have such a big place to receive guests.”

Liu Baisheng’s expression was a little ugly. He had been in a high position for many years, and no junior dared to speak to him like this. If it wasn’t for Changfeng’s treatment… He gave Liu Shu a hint. Liu Shu nodded and turned around to tell the six men in black not to follow.

Song Jiaren brought them to the living room. Song Meiyu sat on the sofa. This morning, Song Jiaren had already told her about the contract.

Song Meiyu was a bit nervous. The power of the Liu family was comparable to that of the Yan family, so she was afraid of offending the Liu family. However, when she saw Song Jiaren, she suddenly calmed down. She trusted Song Jiaren.

Song Meiyu stood up with a confident smile and said generously, “Patriarch Liu, Young Master Liu, please take a seat.”

Liu Baisheng looked at Song Meiyu with admiration in his eyes. He nodded at her and sat down. Liu Changfeng also smiled and nodded at Song Meiyu before sitting next to him.

Song Jiaren sat on a single-seater sofa and took out a contract. She placed it in front of Liu Baisheng and her eyes lit up. She smiled and said, “Mr. Liu, take a look at this contract. If there are no problems, sign it.”