To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Jiang's father and Song's father walked over together at this moment.

Jiang Zhe had already walked over and was speaking to Song's father with a polite smile. After all, he would be the president of the Jiang Group in the future, and he would be in charge of the cooperation with the Song family.

Jiang Zhe acted with composure and ease, and Jiang Jinhuan thought he was much better than him in social situations.

After greeting Song's father, Jiang Zhe went to Song Qingci, who had come out with him.

"Qingci, I think our future collaboration should be carried out by the two of us. I'll need your guidance in the future!"

Jiang Zhe flashed what he thought was a very cool smile.

Song Qingci glanced at Jiang Zhe, then her gaze fell on Jiang Jinhuan, who was standing not far away.

The other person remained standing there silently, as still as a tree, his eyes deep and unfathomable, lost in thought.

Jiang Zhe quickly noticed that Song Qingci's gaze was not on him.

Following Song Qingci's gaze, he saw Jiang Jinhuan.

His face contorted for a moment. Could it be that Song Qingci was interested in Jiang Jinhuan?

No, how could that be?

It's simply impossible, and he wouldn't allow it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe said, "Qingci, there's something I want to tell you, about Jiang Jinhuan!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingci showed an interested expression: "Oh? Tell me about it!"

Jiang Zhe said, "As you know, my younger brother grew up in the countryside. Perhaps because of his inferiority complex, he is quite vain and always wants my parents to buy him high-end things!"

His parents limited his spending because they were afraid he was too vain and would spend money without restraint, and also...

"What?"

"Furthermore, he's a bit of a thief; he tried to steal things from home to sell, and Mom and Dad got angry and kicked him out to the storage room. So, Qingci, you should seriously consider this marriage arrangement!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingci frowned slightly and glanced at Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe quickly said, "What I said is true. My parents don't mind, but as his older brother, I have a responsibility to educate him. That's why I stopped Qingci from signing the marriage agreement with him now!"

Song Qingci looked at Jiang Zhe for a moment, then nodded: "I understand!"

Jiang Zhe smiled upon hearing this.

At this moment, Jiang's father and mother had arrived beside Jiang Jinhuan.

Jiang Jinhuan's eyes shone even brighter. "Dad, Mom, I..."

But Jiang's father and mother didn't even spare a glance, and left with Song's father and mother on their own.

Jiang Jinhuan was left standing there, stunned.

At this moment, Song Qingci also passed by him, and he was about to say something.

But thinking of Jiang Zhe's words, she lost interest and walked outside on her own.

He didn't look at Jiang Jinhuan even once more throughout the entire process.

Finally, Jiang Zhe walked over, a mocking smile on his lips: "Jiang Jinhuan, know your place. You're just trash!"

He chuckled coldly twice and turned to leave.

When Jiang Jinhuan walked out of the restaurant, he found that everyone had left.

Jiang's father and mother also left, without waiting for him at all, and didn't even come over to say hello.

Jiang Jinhuan's eyes were full of disappointment. He sighed and left dejectedly.

They were in a luxury car at the moment.

Song Qingci said to the assistant in the passenger seat, "Go and investigate this Jiang Jinhuan for me. I need all his information!"

"yes!"

Song Qingci's red lips curled slightly as she murmured, "I hope you won't disappoint me! But you can't judge a book by its cover. If you really are a scoundrel with dirty hands, then I'll make sure you can't stay in Jiangcheng!"

Just then, Song Qingci's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she paused for a moment, then answered with a playful smile, "Feed? Xiaoya? Okay, you guys wait there, I'm coming right now!"

Soon, Song Qingci's car stopped in front of a coffee shop.

Three beautiful women were sitting in a booth in the coffee shop, one of whom was Ji Xiaoya.

Seeing Song Qingci approaching, Ji Xiaoya waved.

They attracted the attention of almost everyone in the coffee shop; there was no way to stop them—these women were all too beautiful.

Especially when Song Qingci came in, there were faint gasps all around.

Song Qingci sat down opposite Ji Xiaoya and casually placed her bag aside.

"Qingci, why are you so late?" Ji Xiaoya smiled and handed her a cup of coffee. "I've already ordered it for you, your favorite latte."

Song Qingci took the coffee, took a sip, and then looked at Ji Xiaoya's face. Suddenly, she asked, "Xiaoya, what was the name of that classmate you mentioned to me before?"

"Which one?" Ji Xiaoya was taken aback.

"It's that one you mentioned who's really amazing, whose family isn't well-off but who gets scholarships every year."

Ji Xiaoya's eyes lit up: "You mean Jiang Jinhuan? Why are you suddenly asking about him?"

Song Qingci put down her coffee cup and slowly circled her finger along the rim.

"I ran into him on a blind date today."

The spoon in Ji Xiaoya's hand fell to the table with a "clatter".

She stared wide-eyed at Song Qingci, her mouth agape before she finally managed to utter, "You...you're going on a blind date with Jiang Jinhuan? How is that possible? How could he be from the Jiang family...?"

"Yes." Song Qingci nodded. "The Jiang Jinhuan you mentioned is the youngest son of the Jiang family."

Ji Xiaoya stood there, her expression complex.

There was surprise, there was unexpectedness, and there was also a hint of disappointment that she herself did not realize.

She picked up her coffee and took a big gulp, as if trying to hide something.

"So... how did your talks go?" Ji Xiaoya asked, her voice a little tense.

Song Qingci glanced at her, a slight smile playing on her lips: "He proposed a three-month probationary period, saying he wants to prove himself with his abilities."

"Three months?" Ji Xiaoya frowned. "Why? He clearly..."

She swallowed her words halfway through.

Why do we need to evaluate someone who is so outstanding?

Song Qingci didn't press the matter, but instead changed the subject: "Xiaoya, are you close to Jiang Jinhuan?"

"We're fairly familiar with each other. After all, he's my classmate, and we've known each other for three years!" Ji Xiaoya's eyes were a little flustered. "He's not very sociable, but he's a very nice person. Everyone in our class speaks highly of him."

It's obvious that Xiaoya has been paying attention to Jiang Jinhuan all these years, but she's afraid of being found out by others.

Song Qingci hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are your hands and feet clean?"

The two sisters next to her also looked at Song Qingci curiously, wondering why she asked that question.

Ji Xiaoya was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Song Qingci carefully considered her words: "I heard some things about him today. They said he... wasn't very honest and tried to steal things from home to sell, so he was forced to live in the storage room."

Ji Xiaoya suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Who said that?" Her voice rose several decibels. "Who told you such a thing?"

"Jiang Zhe, his older brother."

Ji Xiaoya retorted sharply, "He's talking nonsense!"

Her chest heaved, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the coffee cup. "Qingci, do you believe me?"