The Farming Livestreamer: I Don't Want to Inherit Billions!-Chapter 230: Old Madam Song

"According to what you said, I often go to Bpub for drinks and have great conversations with the owner. Does that mean I have something going on with the owner? I also frequently visit my sister’s place for meals. Does that count as incest?"

"You!"

"Jinxiao, the more you talk, the more ridiculous it gets!"

Su’s mother saw that Song Xingruo was furious, her face flushed with anger, so she finally spoke up to rebuke him.

Today is Mr. Song’s banquet. Considering the occasion, she decided to intervene.

"Sister Su, I’m sorry. Ruoruo has a straightforward personality; she’s just worried about Jinxiao. But I believe Jinxiao and Youyou are just good friends."

Fang Yifei held onto Song Xingruo; things were not in their favor right now.

She originally thought Su’s mother would be angry, but it was evident that she wasn’t!

In fact, she even took Chi Youyou’s side!

This was something she couldn’t quite understand yet!

"I know, and I have no intention of blaming Ruoruo. But the fruits from Youyou’s family are indeed delicious. Recently, all the fruits in our house have been from their family. I really enjoy them!"

Fang Yifei suddenly realized!

Song Xingruo’s words had indeed offended someone.

"Hearing Sister Su’s words makes me want to eat them too!"

Fang Yifei added with a smile, "Youyou, can I buy some fruits from you later?"

"Of course, you can. In fact, I brought some today, but they are a birthday gift for Mr. Song, so I won’t take them out to share with everyone."

No one refuses a smiling face.

And since she had promised Song Shiyu to avoid causing trouble, she naturally took the opportunity to ease the tension.

Besides, it seemed she hadn’t suffered any loss at all~

A birthday gift for Mr. Song?

Hearing her words, many people internally rolled their eyes, wondering if she was joking.

Fang Yifei, however, was amused. Country folks will be country folks, unable to hold the stage!

"What’s going on? Your area is the liveliest in the entire banquet hall!"

At this moment, from the other side of the crowd, a richly dressed elderly lady, escorted by an equally well-dressed woman, walked over.

"Grandma! Mom!"

Upon seeing them, Song Xingruo’s face instantly lit up with a smile!

Hmph, her backing had arrived. Let’s see who would dare to bully her now!

Old Madam Song had been listening to the happenings in the banquet hall. When she heard that Chi Youyou was openly soliciting business, she couldn’t sit still any longer!

It was too disgraceful!

Of course, this was partly because of Fang Ying’s embellishments.

"Grandma, if you hadn’t come, Grandpa’s birthday banquet might have turned into someone’s market stall!"

She clutched the old lady’s arm, acting cutely.

Chi Youyou silently rolled her eyes, thinking that it seemed young heiresses from prestigious families liked to tattle.

She needed to learn well~

Next time, she would complain to Song Shiyu, as he was the one who brought her today!

Old Madam Song frowned; those present who were just there for the show subtly lowered their presence.

Wei Yin felt a bit panicked. He wasn’t afraid of anyone else, but he didn’t dare to cross this old lady.

"Is there really such a thing?"

She scolded sternly. Despite her age, Old Madam Song, as the matriarch, still had an imposing presence, "Who dares to set up a stall in the banquet hall? Are they not respecting the Song Family?"

"Grandma Song, there’s a bit of a misunderstanding here. It’s not as serious as Ruoruo made it seem. It was just everyone chatting and getting to know each other."

Su’s mother spoke up.

At this moment, the only one who could speak was Su’s mother. Although she was of the same generation as many present, she was much older and the most capable lady of the Su Family.

Song Xingruo had been polite to her before, but now that she had her backing, she completely disregarded her.

"Sister Su, I’m not making things up. Look at her; she brought such a big rattan basket to the banquet. If you say she’s not setting up a stall, I don’t believe it!"