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Capítulo 1160: Chapter 449: Panic-Stricken Night (Part 2)

“Mm.” Tang Song nodded and walked forward with Yao Lingling and Li Shumin.

They had just taken a few steps.

Wen Qiuyue’s cold and arrogant voice sounded again: “Lin Muxue, I won’t forget a word of what you said today, just you wait, it won’t be long! I will talk to the person in charge of your Lanfeng International in person. I’m waiting for your apology, but I will never forgive you.”

Her tone was full of threats and hatred, as if she could already see Lin Muxue bowing and admitting her mistake in front of her.

No one had ever dared to speak to her like that since she was young.

No matter how troublesome it might be, she would use all her energies to make the other party pay a painful price.

Jiaxin Group is not just a pure clothing design company like Shangya; it’s a comprehensive clothing group with products sold both domestically and internationally, far larger than Huashang Clothing.

Counting the state-owned enterprise predecessor, it has been established for over 50 years, with a rich network and cooperating enterprises, definitely capable of influencing Lanfeng International Hotel.

She must make Lin Muxue regret offending her!

As her words echoed through the hall, Yao Lingling’s face showed a look of panic.

Lin Muxue had offended Wen Qiuyue because of helping her.

If it really affected the other’s career, she would absolutely die of guilt.

One person does something, one person takes responsibility, perhaps the only way was for herself to apologize to Wen Qiuyue, maybe it could salvage the situation a bit.

She bit her lip, suddenly stopped in her tracks, and called out softly: “Senior…”

Just as she spoke, Tang Song in front suddenly turned around.

He looked at Wen Qiuyue, calm and indifferent: “You can say whatever you need to say to me now.”

Yao Lingling and Li Shumin froze, not quite understanding why Senior suddenly said that.

Lin Muxue, who had been observing Tang Song, blushed with excitement, her bladder constricting.

He turned around! He turned around for me!

Tang Song really loves me!

After a while, Wen Qiuyue curled her lips, her face looking ugly: “What do you mean by this?! Now you are going to stand up for Lin Muxue? This is our grudge, what gives you the right to intervene in our affairs?”

Li Shumin and Yao Lingling’s hearts instantly tightened.

Lin Muxue’s eyes softened, gazing unblinkingly at Tang Song.

Although she also liked showing off, she more cherished Tang Song standing up for her; just one glance could make her wet.

Tang Song slightly raised his eyebrows, his gaze carrying an oppressive feeling: “Didn’t you say you wanted to chat with me in person?”

“You…” Wen Qiuyue’s eye twitched, stunned for a moment, her expression shocked: “You mean… you’re the person in charge of Lanfeng International Hotel?”

Lin Muxue licked her lips and raised her chin, her tone icy and sarcastic: “President Tang is the major shareholder and executive director of Lanfeng International Hotel. Whatever you have to say, you can say it now. His words carry much more weight than just a person in charge.”

As her words fell, the surroundings instantly quieted down.

As a locally renowned comprehensive luxury five-star hotel, a landmark building, Lanfeng International Hotel had great fame.

Hearing so abruptly that the owner of this hotel was right before them, and it was Tang Song, everyone’s minds buzzed with a “buzzing” sound.

The first to react, Xiao Mingxuan’s pupils expanded, his face showing disbelief.

Yao Lingling’s body trembled, blankly staring at the Senior beside her, her mind a void as if all her thoughts had been stripped away.

Li Shumin was dumbfounded, her breathing growing increasingly rapid, as if about to faint.

Wen Qiuyue’s face instantly turned pale, her fingers tightly clutching the handbag strap, her knuckles white.

At this moment, it was arguably her most awkward, most humiliating moment.

The previous threats against Lin Muxue now seemed especially laughable.

Even the accusations and mockery towards Yao Lingling appeared pale and powerless.

Looking at Tang Song’s handsome, tall figure and thinking of his identity, Wen Qiuyue bit her silver teeth, feeling complex and indescribable emotions.

Xiao Mingxuan might be excellent, but he was just a rich second generation waiting to inherit the family business, while Shangya was merely a clothing design company with some local fame.

Compared to Tang Song, the owner of Lanfeng International Hotel, they were not on the same level at all.