Chapter 98 Chapter 98 Hateful Love

"Ms. Song, how about a custom perfume as a gift?"

There is not much time left until the engagement date. Song Youning is very busy as he has to prepare for celebrating his mother's birthday and plan the engagement ceremony.

The system was a little confused when it saw her communicating with the banquet planner on the computer while carefully checking the banquet menu item by item on the split screen.

Aren't you very reluctant? Why do you seem more serious than anyone else?

"Miss, these invitations are so beautiful, especially this one with the hollow carving design. It looks so grand."

Aunt Wang came in with a stack of invitation samples sent by the gift company and placed them one by one on Song Youning's desk.

Song Youning took the time to look at the picture Aunt Wang mentioned. The main body was a rich wine red hue, with intricate and interwoven golden cutouts. She looked away after just one glance.

From a row of options, she picked up the invitation in the corner that had an extremely restrained design and no extra colors.

The seemingly simple and exquisite paper hides a secret. When slightly rotated under certain light, the dark jasmine pattern imprinted into the fiber becomes faintly visible.

"This one."

Song Youning made up his mind immediately, handed the invitation to Aunt Wang, turned his face towards the computer and said to the camera, "Where were we just now?"

"Regarding your engagement gifts, besides the usual small gifts, do you need to prepare some special souvenirs for your friends?"

Aunt Wang sighed regretfully, took the card she had chosen, and turned around. She muttered very softly, and Song Youning, with his sharp ears and eyes, heard the general idea.

"Why choose white invitations for a wedding? It's so unlucky..."

It sounds a bit complaining.

Song Youning raised his chin meaningfully, his eyes swept over lightly, and stopped at the back.

"Miss Song?"

The person on the other end of the video waited for a while but didn't see her answer, so he tried calling out.

The person in the picture slowly turned back and said, "He and I don't have any friends. Just give us whatever you have as a souvenir. No need to put too much thought into it."

Her tone was so calm, as if she was just discussing what she had for breakfast, that it made the planner feel awkward. "Oh, okay, I get it."

"Have you decided on the number of attendees? We need to set up the venue and dessert table based on the number of people."

Song Youning pondered for a moment and said, "I can't give you the exact number of people for now. You can go ahead and do it without a specific number."

"Okay then..." the other party emphasized again, "Please do your best to confirm the specific quantity within these two days. It will be difficult for us if you stay too short."

"good."

It was already late at night when Ji Siyun got home from a social event. Usually, Song Youning would have gone to bed by this time, but today the light in the room was still on.

The door opened a crack, and warm light flooded into the corridor. After stepping onto the stairs, Ji Siyun's footsteps were very light.

The closer I got to her door, the clearer the muffled voices became.

"Wow, the designs of this planning company are really beautiful."

This exclamation was not made directly by humans, but rang in Ji Siyun's mind.

It seemed like it was talking to someone, and Ji Siyun slowed down.

"Human engagement is such a hassle. There are so many trivial things to prepare, and you've been busy for so many days and you still haven't finished it."

"Huh? So not everyone is the same. Big families and big businesses involve too many things, so that's why it's so troublesome."

"What! Getting married is more troublesome? You humans really go to great lengths to pursue your own interests."

Ji Siyun couldn't hear Song Youning's inner thoughts, but he could guess what she said based on the system's response.

He had already reached the door, and just as he was about to push it open, the system's muttering voice echoed in his mind again: "Host, I really don't understand you. If you don't want to get engaged, why are you still so concerned about it?"

"You asked Lu Tingshuang to help you pass on a message. Did you really just want to remind your father what to wear? Didn't you send them a message to escape?"

After typing the last name on the guest list on the computer and waiting for the printer to print the list, Song Youning raised his head and stretched, finally answering the question that the system had asked several times that night.

“My habit is to do what I decide to do well.”

As the screen gradually dimmed, the door behind her, which was slightly open, became clearer in the reflection.

After stretching to relieve her sore waist, she held her chin with her hand, raised her lips and lowered her eyes to hide the undercurrent in her eyes.

"Escape, of course I have to escape. I don't want to just sit there and wait for death."

"You really want to run away!" the system shouted exaggeratedly, its voice a little louder than before: "Actually, Ji Siyun treats you very well, is there any need to run away?"

Song Youning shook his head in disapproval: "It's because he's so good now that I have to run away even more."

"Host, I don't understand."

She patiently explained, "According to the original plot, he should hate me, take revenge on me, and return double the damage I did to him until I'm offline."

Song Youning sighed and said narcissistically, "But he likes me too much now and can't bear to hurt me. So what about my mission? I can only run away on the day of the engagement and then wait to be caught by him—"

"Oh! I understand!" The system suddenly realized, "Jisiyun's long-awaited engagement has been ruined. He will definitely be very angry. Then, if you run away, he will chase you. You can't escape even if you have wings~"

"That's right." Song Youning concluded, "Hate the clear sky."

As if there were other people in the room besides them listening, the system repeated itself: "So you were planning to run away on your engagement day!"

"So what you asked Lu Tingshuang to bring was a code, right? What does that mean?"

It had actually asked this question several times, but Song Youning didn't answer. The system thought that this time she would evade the question like before, but perhaps because freedom was right in front of her, Song Youning actually explained to it patiently.

"It's a code. That grey suit was made for Dad in London for their twentieth anniversary. That's where I'm going."

"London? You're going to London?"

She looked up at the moon outside the window, her bright eyes sparkling in the moonlight, and an expectant smile appeared on her flawless white face.

"Yes, London."

The system looked at the motionless door. Through the crack in the door, the corridor was so dark that it seemed as if not a single light could penetrate. A dangerous aura was hidden in the darkness, which frightened it, a system with only a few lines of code.

"Jisiyun's people are watching you so closely, how are you going to escape?"

"I deliberately booked a hotel far from the city center. The hotel is in a scenic area, and the ceremony venue is on the top of a mountain. Private cars are not allowed into the scenic area, and the only way to get to the top of the mountain is by shuttle bus. So if you want to hold the ceremony there, you have to stay in a hotel halfway up the mountain the night before."

"But the scenic hotel is so remote and you can't drive. How are you going to leave?"

"The hotel owner is a motorcycle enthusiast, but his wife doesn't allow him to ride, so he secretly hides his motorcycle in the hotel and occasionally goes for a ride."

The system gasped, "Host, you want to steal a car?" Worried that it hadn't expressed itself clearly enough, it quickly continued, "You want to steal the hotel owner's motorcycle and go down the mountain? You can ride it?"

"What about your parents? What about them?"

Song Youning waved his hand: "The only ones who had to go early were Ji Siyun and I. They left early that morning, and I had already met up with them by then."

"So you were planning to go to the hotel with Ji Siyun ahead of time to lower his guard, and then return to the city that night to reunite with your parents." Seeing her confident and eager appearance, the system couldn't help but remind her, "Host, did you forget to consider how to escape from under Ji Siyun's nose in your plan?"

"How could I not have thought about it." Song Youning rolled his eyes, opened the drawer, pushed the top notebook in, revealing a small box.

The lid of the box was opened, and a few small white pills lay inside.

The system was puzzled: "What is this?"

Song Youning curled her lips: "Sleeping pills."

"Sleeping pills...sleeping pills?! Where did you get them?"

Song Youning closed the box again, pushed the drawer back, and answered calmly, "I stole it from Doctor Lin."

"So you said you had a headache these days and called the doctor just to steal the medicine?" The more the system thought about it, the more shocked it became. It hadn't even noticed it!

"Okay, enough of me telling you."

Song Youning finished the conversation and the printer also finished working at this time. She pulled out the chair and was about to stand up to take it, but another hand picked up the thin sheets before her.

Under the light, Ji Siyun's profile had sharp lines. When he lowered his eyes and looked at the guest list in his hand, his gaze was indifferent, revealing a sense of indifference and alienation.

"It's just right, please check if you have left anything behind." After a tiring day, Song Youning was already mentally exhausted. Seeing that Ji Siyun had returned, he assigned things to him without any psychological burden.

She was so sleepy that she yawned continuously. Before going to bed, she suddenly remembered something, turned around, took out an invitation from the table and stuffed it into Ji Siyun's hand.

"I'm going to use this for the invitation." Song Youning sounded sleepwalking at this time, and he didn't forget to threaten Ji Siyun: "I'm asleep, don't wake me up, otherwise..."

She made a soft throat-slitting gesture, walked to the bed with floating steps, and lay down with her back to Ji Siyun.

The young man standing there held the flexible card in his hand, looking at the back of the person lying down peacefully and already sleeping soundly, his dark eyes becoming deeper.

He stared at her for an unknown amount of time, until he felt a slight pain in his neck. Then Ji Siyun slowly turned his head to look at the invitation she had handed him.

On the pure white cover, his and her initials are engraved in extremely fine, matte silver intaglio.

He slowly opened the inner pages.

In the center is Song Youning's flamboyant handwriting - Love is where it belongs, waiting for you to come and witness our intersecting trajectories.

Ji Siyun read this short line of words for a long time, so long that Song Youning, who was pretending to be asleep, even thought he had left. She relaxed her guard and was about to fall asleep.

Until the suppressed breathing gradually approached, Song Youning suddenly woke up from her sleepiness. She closed her eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.

She remained alert, but the person standing beside the bed just stood there and did nothing. After another long wait, she finally received a gentle kiss on the top of her head.

Ji Siyun carefully put Song Youning's handwritten invitation into the pocket close to his chest and tiptoed out of the room.

Assistant Fang didn't dare to breathe when he handed Ji Siyun the flight information of the Song couple and Song Youning flying to London on the morning of the engagement day.

The words of the reservationist Song Youning stung Ji Siyun's eyes. He subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it on his chest. The not-so-thick piece of paper inside gave him a little hope.

"Keep an eye on them." A hint of coldness flashed across Ji Siyun's eyes. "Don't let them out of your sight until the day before the engagement."

In the last few days before the engagement day, Song Youning's attitude towards Ji Siyun seemed to have returned to the days in college. She no longer confronted him, and even learned to be a qualified "fiancée", preparing refreshing soup for him when he came home late.

But they both knew what was waiting for them after this calm.

Ten days passed in a flash. According to the plan, Song Youning and Ji Siyun were to leave for the hotel in the afternoon to rehearse before sunset.

Song Youning packed his luggage early and got in the car. When it was almost time to depart, Ji Siyun came out and kept looking at his watch along the way.

He seemed to be waiting for something and hadn't gotten in the car yet. Song Youning was getting impatient and rolled down the window and asked, "What's going on?"

The people sent to pick up Song's father and mother had not yet replied. Ji Siyun felt a little uneasy and was considering whether to contact the people again. Song Youning had completely lost his patience.

She leaned against the car window frame, her brows furrowed. "Ji Siyun, if you don't leave now, it will be too late for rehearsal!"

An hour ago, the person in charge of keeping an eye on the Song family reported that everything was normal. Now Song Youning was almost getting angry from waiting, so Ji Siyun calmed himself down and got in the car.

"drive."

The vehicle was driving smoothly and all the way was smooth, and Song Youning was also very well behaved.

The uneasiness he felt before getting on the bus seemed like an illusion caused by his excessive nervousness. As he gradually moved away from the city, Ji Siyun's heart gradually calmed down.

The tranquility was soon interrupted by a rapid ringing of the phone.

Assistant Fang, who was sitting in the front row, changed his expression drastically after answering the call. He turned his head, glanced at Song Youning, and said something meaningless to Ji Siyun.

"The person ran away and can't be found."