Chapter 57: Solo 57 Today, he must force his sister...

Song Yu saw the message, but she didn't reply.

One is too scared to reply, and the other doesn’t know what to reply.

talk?

What does Zhou Ci want to talk to her about?

Talk about how she was worse than a beast and ate him up completely?

Just thinking about that scene made Song Yu feel terrified.

Although she felt quite painful when doing this, she still felt uncomfortable after resting for a whole day, especially there. It hurt when she walked, sat down, and went to the bathroom, which was even more painful.

She was also quite miserable, but she still couldn't face Zhou Ci. She couldn't say that Zhou Ci took advantage of her when she was drunk.

That was really the case of the bad guy complaining first. It was also the first time for Zhou Ci. The reason why he didn't refuse her last night must be because she drank too much. Zhou Ci drank with her and also drank a little too much.

Zhou Ci was such a good boy and someone who listened to her so well. If she went crazy and really wanted to do it with him, could he still refuse her? Zhou Ci had been lacking love since childhood and was actually a bit of a people-pleaser. He absolutely didn't dare to refuse her request, as he was afraid that the last person in the world who was kind to him would disappear.

It was hard to talk about this kind of thing with anyone else. She had to figure it out on her own. Before she figured out what to do, Song Yu absolutely didn't dare go home, let alone see Zhou Ci. She'd rather hide in her new house and deceive herself.

For several days in a row, Song Yu would leave work immediately after work, refusing to stay in the company for even a second longer. Even when Song's father was chasing her and yelling at her, she would ask him to call her and talk to her on the phone, fearing that Zhou Ci would come to the company to block her.

When she came to work the next day after her leave, the security captain told her that Zhou Ci couldn't get through to her on the phone the night before, so he came directly to the company. He left only after hearing the security captain say that she didn't go to work.

How could Song Yu not be afraid? She was terrified that Zhou Ci would come after her. She couldn't face Zhou Ci's accusing gaze.

Zhou Ci didn't call her during the past few days when she was at work. He probably knew she wouldn't answer even if he called, so he started sending her text messages, two or three a day, and the question he asked most often was when she would be home.

Song Yu had no intention of returning to that home. Zhou Ci liked it, so she could even transfer the house to him. If this level of compensation wasn't enough, she still had money. As long as Zhou Ci was willing to use money to resolve the matter, it would be a win-win for Song Yu. But Song Yu also knew that Zhou Ci had no shortage of either a house or money, and using money to resolve the matter would be an insult to him.

Being in this circle, she has been influenced by what she has seen and heard, and has seen a lot, so she is not surprised. It's just losing her virginity, which is not a big deal for Song Yu. The difficulty lies in the fact that the person who lost her virginity is Zhou Ci.

Zhou Ci's identity was too difficult for her to deal with. She had been racking her brains these past few days, but couldn't figure out how to resolve the matter. What should she do to restore her and Zhou Ci's previous relationship as siblings without either of them feeling awkward?

Song Yu really wanted to bang her head, she wanted to die.

She has been absent-minded at work these days, worried that Zhou Ci will not be able to contact her and will rush to the company to find her during working hours. Then she will be socially dead. Miss Song can't afford to lose this person, so she doesn't need to live anymore.

As a result of her heavy heart, several of the reports she submitted to Song's father contained minor errors. Normally, she would never make such minor errors, but now she had made them several times in a row, which was bound to attract Song's father's attention.

Finally, one afternoon, ten minutes before the meeting, Song Yu came to report to him and Song Yu's father talked to him, "Ru Ru, what's wrong with you these days? Is there something wrong?"

"No, what's wrong, Dad?"

"Dad noticed you were absent-minded these past few days and kept making stupid mistakes at work. I thought something had happened to you. If you do, don't be afraid. Be sure to tell Dad. Dad will always stand by you."

"I know! Don't worry about me, Dad. I'm really fine." She didn't have the face to tell her parents about such an embarrassing thing.

Father Song smiled kindly at her and picked up a cup of milk tea from the small cabinet beside him and handed it to her: "This is the flavor you like. Dad asked Secretary Qiu to buy it for you. It's at the perfect temperature now. Drink it before the meeting. I guess you'll be so busy at the meeting later that you won't even have time to drink a sip of water."

"Director Song has already foreseen the bloody storm at the meeting?" Song Yu joked, flipping through the documents. "What's the topic of today's meeting?" She had already seen it. "Developing... new markets in the Third World? Dad is finally planning to enter the Third World?"

"Dad is planning to set up a branch in the Third World, and this meeting is to discuss who to send."

"Oh!" Song Yu closed the file, bit the straw and took a few sips of milk tea before continuing, "There are many people in the Third World, but the market is not yet mature. If we can make it, that would be great. Does Dad have a candidate in mind?"

"There are a few people, but we need to have a meeting to discuss it further."

"Is it because not many people are willing to go?" Song Yu's words hit the nail on the head. Any large group or company will inevitably form cliques, and the Song Group is no exception.

Song Yu took a sip of the pearl dumplings, slowly chewed them up and swallowed them, then said to his father, "For them, going to a place like this, far away from the core of the head office, is no different from being exiled to the frontier. Their personal safety is not guaranteed, and they won't see any results in two or three years. If they go there, they must be prepared to endure hardships and work hard. Those who are capable and well-connected will definitely use their connections to avoid going, and the rest are those who have decent abilities but no one behind them. However, the Third World is a big pie, and those on the board of directors will definitely not want to let others get away with it. They will definitely find a way to insert their own people in. I think this will be a big deal. If we can reach a conclusion within half a month, it will be considered efficient."

Father Song glanced at him and said, "Ruru, how can you be so calm and indifferent after telling Dad about these problems at the company?"

"Then what else do you want me to do, Dad? You taught me that when the water is too clear, there will be no fish. Besides, I'm not even the chairman yet, so it's not my turn to worry about this. Before you retire, shouldn't you clean up the company's culture? Can you bear to see me take over the business and instead of focusing on moving forward, I stop and fumble around dealing with these internal historical issues? Some of the elders have a bond with Dad, but not with me. I can't guarantee I'll show them mercy. By then, I'll be the chairman, and maybe even their pleas to Dad won't be enough."

Father Song looked at his daughter with appreciation and was very proud of her: "You do your job well, and Dad will do his job well. When the time comes for the bad guy Dad to do it, you just have to be a good person and give favors when it's due."

Song Yu held the milk tea in her left hand and hugged her father's arm with her right hand, saying coquettishly, "Dad is so good. We are fighting together as father and daughter. I wonder who dares to fool us."

Father Song laughed out loud at her words.

There was a knock on the office door, and Song's father's right-hand man came in, reminding the father and daughter that it was time for the meeting.

Song Yu threw the unfinished milk tea into the trash can. She also cleaned up, took her laptop, and followed Song's father to the meeting room.

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Zhou Ci has been having a very bad time recently. Song Yu doesn't come home and doesn't reply to his messages. He misses his sister and wants her to come home and live with him. He misses her so much that he is going crazy.

When he was crazy, he couldn't help but play extreme sports. The pure sensory stimulation could make him temporarily forget the pain of Song Yu ignoring him.

"I say, it's just a sparring match, there's no need to be so cruel, right?" Xiao Chen spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and was speechless at Zhou Ci's desperate posture.

Zhou Ci wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his index finger. He spoke calmly, his face even calmer, yet he gave people a sense of oppression that a storm was about to come. "You can't be too ruthless in a fight. Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Xiao Chen wiped the blood from his forehead with a tissue, grimacing in pain: "If a fist hits you, it doesn't hurt you, but it does." He is grown up now and no longer has the mentality of a teenager. He won't challenge someone to a fight just because he doesn't like them.

"I'll give you a chance. Punch me in the face a few times. You can use as much force as you want, as long as it's severe enough to make me bleed." Zhou Ci took off his coat and threw it in front of Xiao Chen. "Now, step on my clothes a few times. Make sure there are obvious footprints."

Xiao Chen paused as he wiped the blood, staring at Zhou Ci for a long moment without moving. "I was right about you back then, you're so cruel!"

Zhou Ci took a few steps closer to him, his aura overwhelming, forcing Xiao Chen to take action: "Come on!"

Xiao Jue took a few steps back under the pressure of his momentum and couldn't help asking: "What do you want to do?"

Xiao Chen didn't make a move, so Zhou Ci forced him to do it. Without saying anything, he punched him: "I told you to make a move, why are you wasting your words?"

Zhou Ci retained some strength, and Xiao Chen dodged it easily, then reflexively punched back. Zhou Ci did not run or dodge, but took the punch firmly on his face, which hit him right on the bridge of his nose. Blood immediately gushed out, covering his face.

This looked really miserable. Xiao Chen was a little panicked. "You asked me to hit you."

"Very good!" It should have been extremely painful, but Zhou Ci seemed to have no pain sensory nerves. He even had a smile on his face. He picked up a stick from the ground and handed it to Xiao Chen: "Come again! Hit me with the stick."

Xiao Chen looked at Zhou Ci as if he were a monster: "Madman! Are you sick?" He was determined not to fight anymore. This one-sided beating was meaningless. He was a good citizen now.

Seeing that Xiao Chen refused to take the stick from his hand, Zhou Ci threw it away and approached Xiao Chen: "Yes! I'm sick! I'm a lunatic. If you don't do it, I'll go crazy in front of you."

Xiao Jue was forced to retreat by Zhou Ci: "Fuck! You are like this in front of a good student? Wouldn't she be scared to death?"

"What's it got to do with you?" Zhou Ci got angry and kicked him.

Xiao Chen was also provoked by Zhou Ci's aggressiveness. He rarely fights with others now, but that doesn't mean he has to endure it again and again when others bully him. Even if he can't win, he will still fight. He can't swallow this.

In the end, both of them were injured. Zhou Ci didn't suffer any injuries, but he was deliberately punched in the face. He looked really miserable. He was quite satisfied with his miserable state. He transferred the medical expenses to Xiao Chen and left directly, leaving Xiao Chen alone, looking at his back without saying a word.

Zhou Ci returned to the car and immediately took a few pictures of his face. Then he opened WeChat and sent the pictures to Song Yu.

[Sister, I’m hurt, it hurts! ]

After waiting for a while, there were no new messages on WeChat, so Zhou Ci sent another message:

[Sister, can I come to you? I don't want to do anything, I just want you to bandage me.]

After waiting for a while, there was still no response on WeChat. Zhou Ci couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't stand his sister ignoring him and not seeing him, nor could he stand this endless waiting. He was afraid that if he waited any longer, his sister would never come back.

Zhou Ci had a cold face, started the car without saying a word, and drove directly to Song Yu's new residence.

Today, he must force his sister to make him a promise.