Madam Shen was surprised to see Song Qiao visiting again so soon.
Recalling her previous experience, Madam Shen felt both angry and embarrassed.
Naturally, she wasn't too polite to him, putting on a sour face and asking,
"What are you doing here again?"
"Don't tell me you're trying to pin someone else's wrongdoing on me again?"
Song Qiao looked at the two prominent bulges on Madam Shen's chest.
The scene he had witnessed that night replayed in his mind.
He couldn't help but curve his lips into a smile, shook his head gently, and replied,
"Don't misunderstand, I've come to find Sheng Xiong this time."
"He's the one Mo Ling and I were pursuing last time."
Perhaps fearing Madam Shen wouldn't remember Sheng Xiong, Song Qiao added,
Madam Shen shivered all over upon hearing the man's name.
Just thinking about the terrifying killing intent he had exuded last time was enough to chill her to the bone.
How could she possibly forget!
"Sheng Sheng Xiong? Is he coming to kill me again?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Shen's face instantly turned deathly pale.
Her voice even began to tremble noticeably due to fear.
"I'm not sure, but I suspect so."
Song Qiao couldn't say that Wei Feng had predicted Sheng Xiong would be attracted to mature women like Madam Shen.
So, he casually made up an excuse.
"Think about it, Sheng Xiong failed to kill you last time, so he might try again this time."
"You know his type, he won't give up until he achieves his goal!"
Knowing that Sheng Xiong hadn't given up on killing her, Madam Shen's expression changed drastically.
Her face was filled with terror, as if she had become much more haggard in that moment.
"No, no, no, I can't die! Song Qiao, you have to protect me!"
"If I die in Hua Guo, it won't do you any good either."
Heh.
Song Qiao couldn't help but laugh, and said in a flippant tone,
"What does your death have to do with me?"
"True, your identity is special, and the security department has the right to protect your safety in Hua Guo."
"But even if you really die, the responsibility will ultimately fall on the people above me."
"I'm just a minor Brigadier General, it won't affect me much."
Listening to Song Qiao's words, Madam Shen trembled all over, almost bursting with anger.
She was both angry and scared, and retorted at Song Qiao irritably,
"Then why are you here! To watch me die?"
"That's not it," Song Qiao replied, waving his hand dismissively.
"I just came to take a look and remind you."
"Remind me of what? Remind me that I'm about to die!"
Although Song Qiao's words sounded like a well-intentioned reminder, Madam Shen was so enraged that her vision went black, and she almost fainted.
Seeing that Song Qiao was clearly unreliable, Madam Shen quickly began to search for a way to protect herself.
Sheng Xiong's strength was extremely formidable and terrifying.
Even though she lived in a well-known affluent area of Modu, with comprehensive security measures,
Madam Shen still felt completely insecure at the thought of facing Sheng Xiong.
Because she knew that in front of Sheng Xiong, these security measures were completely useless; they wouldn't be able to stop him!
Song Qiao had already confirmed this once before.
In front of those top-tier experts, it didn't matter if it was a wealthy district or a deserted area.
They could come and go as they pleased!
So, Madam Shen quickly gave up the idea of hiring more bodyguards.
To guard against Sheng Xiong's assassination, she needed a martial arts master on the same level as him!
Song Qiao was naturally the ideal candidate, but he...
Madam Shen had to give up on Song Qiao as well.
It wasn't that she looked down on him; it was just that he was unwilling to protect her!
Besides Song Qiao, there was Mo Ling!
The moment she thought of Mo Ling, a glimmer of hope flashed in Madam Shen's eyes.
The dark cloud of fear in her heart also swept away.
But before she could show her excitement, Song Qiao doused her with cold water.
"If you're thinking of asking Mo Ling for help, forget it."
"She left Modu a few days ago and is somewhere unknown by now."
Since the mission to escort Deng Hui, Song Qiao hadn't seen Mo Ling for a few days.
After all, she had already stated that she would leave Modu for a while to exchange identities with her double.
She probably wouldn't be back in Modu anytime soon.
"What?" Her last shred of hope was completely extinguished.
Madam Shen felt despair, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Song Qiao was unwilling to act, and Mo Ling happened to be out of Modu.
If Sheng Xiong suddenly appeared to assassinate her, who could help her?
Just as Madam Shen's heart was filled with anxiety, Song Qiao slowly stood in front of her again.
Leaning against the windowsill, he was bathed in the sunlight streaming in from outside.
Song Qiao smiled brilliantly at her like a savior,
But spoke in a very irritating tone,
"If you're willing to give me a hundred million, and beg me properly,"
"I might consider it."
"You! Ahhhhh!"
Madam Shen, already in extreme fear, was driven completely mad by him at this point.
She clawed at her scalp with all her might, completely disregarding her image.
Spitting with saliva, she yelled at Song Qiao, "Song Qiao! You bastard!"
"You almost killed me last time, and now you're asking for another hundred million right after extorting one from me?"
"Are you f***ing desperate for money!"
"Even though I have money, I'm not your ATM!"
Madam Shen's meaning was still the same: I have the money, but I just don't want to give it to you!
Seeing her demeanor, Song Qiao knew he couldn't joke around anymore.
He coughed twice, straightened his expression, and said, "Alright, alright, I only came to take a look because I was worried about this."
"Actually, I haven't received any confirmed news that Sheng Xiong will come to kill you."
"But you don't need to worry too much, I've got my eye on him now!"
"If he dares to show up, I'll definitely eliminate him beforehand!"
Madam Shen squatted on the ground, her face lifted blankly as she looked at Song Qiao.
At this point, she didn't know which of his words were true and which were false.
Clinging to a sliver of hope, she asked weakly, "Really?"
Song Qiao smiled and nodded, then turned to leave.
Just then, Zhang Jiashu walked in and called out to him.
She held a tray with a cup of freshly ground coffee.
She smiled at Song Qiao and said, "Mr. Song, please have a cup of coffee before you go."
"It's freshly ground, try my craftsmanship."
Song Qiao's lips curved into a smile, and he didn't stand on ceremony.
He casually took the cup of coffee but didn't drink it immediately.
Because it was just brewed, it was hot!
Gently swirling the coffee in his hand, Song Qiao looked up and down at Zhang Jiashu.
He said to her with a smile, "You're such a beautiful young lady."
"Did you put poison in this coffee?"