Song Yansheng’s office, with its minimalist yet grand décor, inexplicably exudes a dignified presence amidst elegance.
Just like its owner, who simply sits there quietly, giving an unmistakable impression of distance that wards off idle approaches and compels attention.
This sense of distance is felt even by Song Qingyang, his own niece.
Yao Ziwan entered with two cups of tea, glanced at the two people inside, and without saying much, politely withdrew.
Song Yansheng took a sip of his tea, his graceful eyebrows slightly lowered, and his beautiful thin lips lightly pressed together. Without lifting his eyes, he spoke first.
He asked Song Qingyang, "You ca to see today—what’s the matter?"
Song Qingyang averted her gaze, took a deep breath, and said, "There are two things I want to discuss with you, Second Uncle..."
Song Yansheng raised his eyes, arching a brow: "Two things? Alright, let’s hear the first one!"
Song Qingyang bit her lip gently, calming her emotions before speaking: "Second Uncle, you should know, a few days ago... sothing happened!"
Song Yansheng asked, "Are you referring to... the incident at the reception?"
Song Qingyang was stunned: "Second Uncle... you know?"
Having been abroad until his return last night, Song Qingyang was truly surprised that he, so far away, would know.
Who told him? Or perhaps, did he actually care about her?
But Song Yansheng didn’t answer her, rely saying casually, "I’ve heard a few things..."
Song Qingyang quickly said, "Second Uncle, I don’t understand why, after everything I did that night to disgrace Yu Dou, he still won’t call off the engagent? He has no feelings for . I’m really worried; I’m afraid he aims to harm the Song Family through . And my father still thinks Yu Dou is the perfect son-in-law and, to force , has temporarily suspended ..."
Song Qingyang’s expression turned sorrowful: "Second Uncle, Yu Dou is ambitious, not an ordinary person. With Xiao Chuan gone, I’m the only daughter of the Song Family. Naturally, I have no interest in the Song Family, which originally belonged to Second Grandpa and should belong to you in the future. But might Yu Dou leverage his position as the Song Family’s son-in-law to make a claim? Who can say?"
Song Qingyang had previously tried persuading Song Yansheng to help her break off the engagent with Yu Dou, but Song Yansheng had remained indifferent and uninvolved.
Song Qingyang knew that Song Yansheng was not one to ddle in trivial matters, and even if she was his niece, if he decided not to intervene, nothing she said or did would matter.
Thus, she could only clearly explain the pros and cons to Song Yansheng, hoping that even if not for her sake, he would assist her at least for the sake of the Song Family, founded with much effort by her father.
However, Song Qingyang underestimated Song Yansheng. He remained serenely seated, his deep black eyes unchanged in their tranquility.
His slender, beautiful fingers rubbed the edge of the blue and white porcelain teacup for a while before speaking: "Nothing is absolute. Perhaps... perhaps Yu Dou actually has a bit of affection for you?"
Song Qingyang was taken aback, then shook her head resolutely: "That’s impossible! Yu Dou absolutely cannot like !"
Song Yansheng smiled faintly: "It’s just that you don’t like him, so naturally you think he doesn’t like you... You say Yu Dou won’t break off the engagent because of the Song Family, but given Yu Dou’s reputation in T City’s business circles, you know as well as I do. There aren’t many companies in T City bigger than the Song Family, but there are so, and quite a few are interested in befriending Yu Dou and eager to throw their daughters or nieces near him!"
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