Chapter 220 Emotional Crisis

Following this, Song Qiao did not give a lengthy speech. He simply read out the rules for joining the chamber of commerce and the various benefits it offered before calmly stepping down from the stage.

In his previous life, he had served as the chairman of a nationwide chamber of commerce in China, so such scenes were nothing new to him.

"Song Qiao, I didn't expect you to actually be the chairman of the chamber of commerce. I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now."

As soon as her husband stepped down, Xia Yuqing rushed forward and said to Song Qiao with a face full of apology.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

Song Qiao looked at his wife with a hint of pain. Although he appeared calm on stage, his heart was already filled with utter disappointment.

"You, you're not angry anymore, are you?"

Never having seen her husband treat her this way, Xia Yuqing suddenly felt a wave of panic.

"I said it's fine, what more do you want me to do?"

Song Qiao was annoyed and suppressed the anger in his heart, refraining from arguing with Xia Yuqing.

"What's wrong with you? Wasn't I also doing this for the company's good?"

Xia Yuqing's eyes were slightly red, and she felt an unspeakable sense of grievance in her heart.

"But you never seem to believe I can change for the better. I may have let you down in the past, but I'm trying my best to make amends. These are not reasons for you to suspect everything I do!"

Song Qiao said coldly, impatiently shaking off Xia Yuqing's arm.

"I'm feeling a bit agitated right now. Let's talk when I've calmed down."

After saying this, Song Qiao strode out of the venue.

Xia Yuqing was left standing alone, tears streaming down her face.

...

Song Qiao, feeling agitated, drove to the processing plant alone, intending to find a quiet place to clear his head.

Xia Yuqing, with a melancholic expression, returned home like a walking corpse.

A mother knows her daughter best. Her mother-in-law immediately noticed her daughter's unusual state.

"What's wrong, dear? Who bullied you? Tell me about it."

She gently asked, patting her daughter's shoulder with concern.

"Mom, Song Qiao and I argued because of my misunderstanding. Today he became the chairman of the chamber of commerce, and I feel like he doesn't want me anymore."

Comforted by her mother, Xia Yuqing found someone to confide in and poured out the entire story like a torrent.

"This little Song, ever since he started his company, he's become so arrogant. I don't think he even considers our family at all."

The mother-in-law already had significant reservations about Song Qiao, and hearing her daughter's words only fueled her anger.

"What's so great about being a chamber of commerce chairman? Has he forgotten who desperately held the family together when he lost everything gambling?"

The mother-in-law became increasingly indignant, and finally, in a fit of rage, she declared she would go to the company and teach him a lesson.

"Mom, please say less. Let sister calm down."

Seeing this, Xia Xueqing quickly intervened, gently patting her mother's shoulder to calm her down.

"Besides, brother-in-law didn't do anything wrong. Him becoming chairman of the chamber of commerce should be a happy occasion, but if his wife doesn't trust him, anyone would be angry."

For some reason, when she heard her mother scolding Song Qiao, she felt a strange discomfort.

At this moment, while comforting her sister, she was unexpectedly speaking up for Song Qiao.

This caused a flicker of strangeness in Xia Yuqing's eyes, and she opened her mouth but eventually said nothing.

Since her sister returned home crying, Xia Xueqing had been secretly delighted.

The rift between her sister and Song Qiao had been growing for some time, giving her, the younger sister, an opportunity.

Now that the conflict had completely erupted, if she could seize this chance, she might actually be able to win over her brother-in-law from her sister.

"Song Qiao is such an excellent man. If my sister doesn't know how to cherish him, then I will grasp him for her."

Xia Xueqing thought to herself, and her schemes began to brew.

...

After her sister went to her room to rest, she used a casual excuse to slip out of the house and secretly went to Song Qiao's company.

"Brother-in-law, congratulations on becoming the president of the chamber of commerce! This is a gift from me."

As soon as she entered, Xia Xueqing put on a smile and presented Song Qiao with a bouquet of flowers she had bought along the way.

Song Qiao looked up in surprise and forced a smile.

He hadn't expected that when the whole world doubted him, Xia Xueqing would actually come forward to comfort him. A sense of warmth welled up in his heart.

"Don't be angry with my sister anymore. She's always been overly cautious, you know her temper."

"And I believe in you. I'm your loyal fan now."

Xia Xueqing said, skipping and hopping behind Song Qiao, gently massaging his shoulders.

"Alas, Xueqing, if only your sister could understand me half as much as you do."

Song Qiao sighed helplessly and rubbed his forehead.

This matter had clearly become a thorn in his side, something he couldn't easily let go of.

"That's impossible. I understand brother-in-law the best."

Xia Xueqing's eyes darted, and she gently hugged Song Qiao's neck, causing the atmosphere in the office to become somewhat intimate.

Song Qiao froze in embarrassment, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Ring, ring, ring."

Fortunately, a timely phone call broke the awkwardness.

Xia Xueqing could only release her hands for the time being, seeing this.

"Zhiwei, is something wrong?"

Song Qiao grasped the call like a lifeline.

"It's nothing major. I'm organizing an event soon and plan to invite friends from the prominent families in the capital and local entrepreneurs. Do you have time?"

"When and where?"

Song Qiao's eyebrows rose, and he sat up straighter.

He had never seen Ye Zhiwei act so boldly. It seemed she was openly declaring war on the Li family and the Huihuang Group.

"The location hasn't been decided yet. We're planning for Sunday evening. See if you have time then?"

Ye Zhiwei replied after some thought.

"I have time. I will definitely be there this time. I'll cooperate with you then and have a proper showdown with these so-called aristocratic families."

Song Qiao glanced at his schedule and agreed without hesitation.

"Then I'll entrust this matter to you. Since these people want to play, our Huihuang Group will go all out and accompany them to the end."

With Song Qiao's support, Ye Zhiwei's tone became even more confident.

As soon as Song Qiao hung up the phone, Xia Xueqing waved her small fists and said, feigning ferocity:

"Brother-in-law, I support you in this matter. I want to go with you and teach that crazy woman Mo Ling a lesson."