Chapter 19: Not Just Anyone Can Run Wild Here

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The other party seemed to have understood her meaning and fell silent.

After seeing Ye Chunxi off, she replied to Da Ke Group’s letter.

After what had happened yesterday and this morning, she was more certain than ever that she had to step out from behind the scenes.

Otherwise, she would only be looked down upon by others.

Song Xixi wore a simple yet elegant apricot-colored business skirt, exuding a professional aura.

With confident strides, she arrived beneath the towering Da Ke Group building and looked up at it, feeling a surge of emotion.

She stepped inside the lobby, surrounded by the bustling crowd and the constant hum of voices.

At that moment, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a familiar figure.

Upon closer look, it was Song Yanyan.

She stood nearby, chatting animatedly with someone who looked like a secretary.

Her smile seemed friendly at first glance.

But a closer look revealed a hint of arrogance concealed beneath that smile.

She occasionally uttered words with an excited expression, as if boasting about some great achievement.

Seeing this, Song Xixi only curled her lips slightly.

Thinking it best not to stir up trouble, she had no intention of joining their conversation and disturbing them.

She prepared to quietly slip past and continue with her own matters.

However, no matter how softly she tread, trying to minimize her presence, Song Yanyan immediately caught sight of her.

Now, there was no escaping.

Song Yanyan’s face showed surprise.

How could her sister appear here?

This was Da Ke Group!

Someplace she had tried every means to enter but failed.

In an instant, a calculating gleam appeared in her eyes.

But she quickly restored her expression, placing a seemingly gentle smile on her face as she trotted over to Song Xixi.

“Well, if it isn’t my little sister. What brings you here today?” Song Yanyan asked in an intentionally intimate tone.

But her eyes scanned Song Xixi up and down.

Song Xixi raised a brow, disliking Song Yanyan’s hypocritical attitude.

After reading the script, she realized just how black-hearted that woman was.

Everyone in the Song family already knew she wasn’t their biological daughter.

All the suffering she endured was secretly plotted by them.

According to the book, her ending was tragic, and every member of the Song family was as ruthless as an executioner.

The Song family business was originally founded by her biological parents.

If not for that, she would have destroyed it by other means long ago.

Now, she endured only to let them slowly taste the pain of loss.

Song Xixi responded calmly, “It’s you, sister. I have some business here. It’s quite a coincidence to bump into you.”

Song Yanyan smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

Leaning in as if concerned, she asked, “What business? But Da Ke Group isn’t a place just anyone can enter. Don’t tell me you’ve hit a dead end. If you’re in trouble, just tell me. Maybe I can help.”

Though her words sounded kind, a trace of mockery lingered beneath.

Song Xixi scoffed inwardly but maintained a faint smile.

“No need to trouble yourself. I know what I’m doing. I have important matters to attend to.”

Song Yanyan raised an eyebrow, silently speculating what Song Xixi was really up to.

Still, she persisted, “Look at what you said. I’m just trying to be helpful. But if you don’t want to tell me, fine. Just don’t overestimate yourself.”

Song Xixi didn’t want to waste more breath.

Glancing at the time, she said, “I have other things to do, so I won’t keep you. I’m leaving now.”

With that, she tried to walk past her.

Song Yanyan watched her retreating figure, displeased, quietly clenching her teeth.

Suddenly, a cold, meaningful smile curled at her lips, eyes full of disdain and calculation.

She turned to Wang, the secretary who hadn’t gone far, tugged at his sleeve, and lowered her voice.

“Hey, Secretary Wang, do you know who that woman was just now?”

Wang shook his head in confusion. “Miss Song? I’m not sure, but she looks quite refined. Who is she?”

Song Yanyan leaned closer, speaking mysteriously, “She’s my sister. But don’t be fooled by her polished appearance or that air of competence. She’s got no real talent—just uses her looks to charm men.”

Wang’s curiosity and surprise deepened. “Really? That’s… quite something. So why is she here at Da Ke Group? Trying to climb the social ladder?”

Song Yanyan nodded slightly. “Hmph, who knows? Probably restless, thinking she can use her little tricks on men to gain something here.

I know her well. She’s done this kind of thing before—always targeting wealthy and powerful men. You’d better be careful not to be fooled by her facade.”

Wang nodded thoughtfully as they whispered among themselves.

Song Yanyan glanced at the bustling crowd, a slight smile playing at her lips.

Once this rumor spreads, Song Xixi’s days at Da Ke Group will be miserable.

Let’s see how proud she can be then.

Meanwhile, Song Xixi had just arrived at the reception of the president’s office on the eleventh floor.

Unaware that Song Yanyan was already setting traps behind her back, she wore a polite and appropriate smile as she spoke to the administrative staff at the front desk.

“Hello, I’m Song Xixi. I’m here specifically to see President Shen. Could you please inform him?”

The receptionist sized her up with a scrutinizing gaze before asking, “Do you have an appointment?”

Song Xixi was slightly taken aback and shook her head, quickly explaining, “Although I don’t have an appointment, I’ve had correspondence with President Shen before. I have something important to discuss with him in person, so I would appreciate it if you could notify him.”

The receptionist responded with a disdainful sneer, her tone cold, “No appointment, no meeting. President Shen’s schedule is full every day. He doesn’t have time for unscheduled visitors. You should go back and make an appointment first. Don’t waste our time here.”

At that moment, Secretary Wang, who had been chatting with Song Yanyan earlier, approached.

Hearing the conversation, he sneered sarcastically, “Oh, isn’t this Miss Song, the fourth young lady? No appointment but still wants to see President Shen directly? You should know your place. President Shen isn’t someone you can just say you want to see. Da Ke Group isn’t a place for just anyone to run wild.”

Song Xixi furrowed her brows deeply.

Suppressing her emotions, she spoke as calmly as possible, “I do have important matters, and I have communicated with President Shen before. We just didn’t finalize a meeting time. I kindly ask you to help notify him.”