If she truly considered her as a sister, why would she accept even the mischievous and naughty Shi Tianchao, but not her?
Many things are forged over ti; she wanted to be a good person and live a peaceful life as calm as water...
But fate never gave her a chance...
Yes, never...
...
Yan Ke approached Song Yansheng around four in the afternoon.
At that ti, Song Yansheng had just finished a group eting and was being escorted back to the president’s office by a group of people.
Song Yansheng was already aware of Shi Nuan’s eting with Shi Yuanbo, but he did not say much about it.
Although Shi Yuanbo was cowardly and biased, he was not malicious, nor did he dare to be.
When they boarded the elevator, everyone stopped respectfully and politely, leaving only Chi Rui and Yao Ziwan to join him.
Yao Ziwan reported Song Yansheng’s upcoming work schedule, telling him that there was a banquet at eight o’clock tonight that he needed to attend.
The elevator door opened, and as Song Yansheng stepped out, he replied softly with two words: "Cancel it..."
Yao Ziwan was slightly stunned and quickly caught up to say, "But Mr. Song, this banquet is very important, it’s..."
Before the words were finished, Song Yansheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Yao Ziwan didn’t know what was happening and looked in the direction of Song Yansheng’s gaze.
Then he caught sight of the man in black leaning against the office door, smoking a cigarette!
As Song Yansheng took a step, he coldly instructed, "Make a cup of tea and bring it to my office!"
Yao Ziwan’s eyelashes trembled lightly, as if snapping back to reality, and responded, "...Okay, alright!"
Chi Rui followed behind Song Yansheng, glanced at Yao Ziwan as he walked past, and said nothing.
President’s office.
Song Yansheng sat on the sofa, his deep gaze falling on Yan Ke across from him.
The man held a cigarette between his fingers, with short hair, a black shirt, jeans—quite handso, but his brows and eyes always gave off a rebellious vibe.
He took another deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled a plu of milky-white smoke, and spoke lightly, "Tell , where is R?"
Song Yansheng, dressed in a black suit, looked at Yan Ke with dark eyes, his excessively handso face curling into a thin smile.
"Yan Ke, you should know, if R wants to see you, no one can stop him... Similarly, if R doesn’t want to see you, then you’re destined not to find him!"
Yan Ke’s heroic eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "Impossible, he wouldn’t want not to see ... there are so misunderstandings between us, I must see him and explain!"
But Song Yansheng shook his head, "Yan Ke, why don’t you think about it? If he really wanted to see you, why disappear for four years, and during this ti, not contact any of us? Now that we have news of him again, consider it a stroke of luck, but if you keep pursuing him like this, you’ll only drive him away again... by then, you’ll likely never get the chance to see him again in this lifeti!"
Yan Ke’s eyebrows furrowed even more deeply, wanting to say sothing, but for the first ti, he found words so pale and weak.
"He’s doing well now..."
Pausing for a mont, Song Yansheng spoke again, his tone unchanged, "He’s found a new beginning and... a woman who loves him very much..."
Yan Ke’s pupils constricted sharply, and he asked with difficulty, "...Who is it?"
"You know..."
"A qing?"
After speaking, Yan Ke laughed, took a few deep drags of his cigarette, and cursed, "Damn—I knew this woman always had ulterior motives towards him..."
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