Chapter 125 Chen Yan's Prophecy

Song Yilin got out of the car and said to the driver, "Please take Mr. Chen to the airport. Mr. Chen is a very important guest of ours, so please make sure you get him to the airport."

Chen Yan smiled and didn't get out of the car; he actually got into the driver's car and drove away.

Song Yilin had no choice but to take a ride-hailing service to the airport.

Song Yilin boarded the plane, covered her eyes with an eye mask, and prepared to take a nap.

Then a familiar voice came from next to me: "Mr. Song, what a coincidence, we're on the same flight."

Song Yilin immediately tore off her blindfold.

Song Yilin blurted out, "Chen Yan."

"It's me."

Song Yilin felt she had lost her composure; this was the first time she had called Chen Yan by his full name.

Chen Yan was quite pleased that Song Yilin called her that.

Her eyes crinkled with laughter.

"Mr. Chen, this is the flight to Jianghai City."

“You know I have many businesses in Jianghai City, so is it strange that I’m going there? Besides, didn’t President Song plan to go back and discuss it with President Xu and then tell me the results? I’m waiting for that.”

I should have bought a first-class ticket.

However, Chen Yan, who bought a first-class ticket, will probably upgrade to a higher class as well.

Song Yilin calmed herself down, put on her eye mask, and went back to sleep.

Chen Yan saw that Song Yilin was about to go to sleep, so he picked up a magazine to read.

When he boarded the plane, he thought that Song Yilin, as the president of such a large group, would be sitting in first class, but he didn't expect her to be sitting in economy class.

He traded his first-class ticket for an economy-class ticket.

Song Yilin was clearly very tired. She was qualified to fly first class, but she didn't. Instead, she squeezed into economy class.

After Song Yilin fell asleep, Chen Yan gently placed her head on his shoulder.

Song Yilin's hair cascaded over his shoulders, carrying a faint fragrance—the very scent of hotel shampoo. Yet, on Song Yilin, even the hotel shampoo seemed to exude a sense of sophistication.

Chen Yan put Song Yilin's hair in his hands.

Suddenly I felt like I owned the whole world.

I gently touched her cheek with my finger.

My heart suddenly started pounding.

He then put it down and looked at his hand.

I laugh at myself. At my age, I'm still acting so innocent.

But what can we do? She's already taken.

Song Yilin said he has no values; if he did, he wouldn't be alive today.

Think about it, aren't you lacking in moral values? Then do something even more morally bankrupt.

Song Yilin felt a little uncomfortable in her sleep, so she changed her position and continued sleeping.

Seeing that Song Yilin was sleeping so soundly, Chen Yan gently took her hand in his.

As Song Yilin slept, she felt her hands getting warm. With her other hand, she pulled off her eye mask and saw that Chen Yan was holding her hand.

He immediately shook him off, burning with rage.

She was still resting her head on Chen Yan's shoulder; to the uninitiated, they would have looked like a couple.

She really wanted to slap Chen Yan, but after thinking about it, she held back.

My fingers were about to dig into my flesh; I forced myself to stay calm.

Finally, he silently got up and picked up his luggage.

I paid a little extra to upgrade to cabin class with the flight attendant.

In the bathroom, I vigorously washed my hands.

Xu Qingmin was right after all. Chen Yan doesn't play by the rules. If he agrees to take back the store, Xu Qingmin should send someone to communicate with him, or Xu Qingmin should go with her to see Chen Yan.

This person has no bottom line.

Do not become close friends with them.

Just when Song Yilin thought she had gotten rid of Chen Yan, he also came to first class with her.

Song Yilin felt trigeminal neuralgia.

This person is really relentless.

If it weren't for her upbringing and her upcoming role as the president's wife of the Xu Group, she would have already started hurling insults at Chen Yan.

Even before she got married, she knew that being the wife of the president of the Xu Group would bring her many obstacles and constraints.

But she never expected that the first limitation would be her retaliation against the thugs.

There was one person in first class just now; Chen Yan probably paid to get him out.

Chen Yan then called the flight attendant to go out as well.

He sincerely told Song Yilin, "I'm sorry, but I did it on purpose."

"you."

Song Yilin was speechless; she had never seen anyone so shameless.

Chen Yan's face rarely showed seriousness. His deep eyes were like the bottom of a lake, bright in the darkness, full of tenderness and determination: "I know you're angry. I can give you whatever you want. I just suddenly realized that I've fallen in love with you. I like you a lot, so I can't help but want to get closer to you."

"Mr. Chen, you should have some morals. I'm getting married and I already have a child."

Chen Yan smiled, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes: "I know, but it's too difficult for people like us to fall in love with someone."

If she could jump off the plane, Song Yilin really wanted to; this person was impossible to communicate with.

Song Yilin didn't mince words with him and bluntly told him, "You should have had a serious relationship sooner, otherwise you wouldn't be chasing after me like this now."

"I'm so clingy to you because I know that even if you and Xu Qingmin get married, you'll get divorced sooner or later."

Song Yilin frowned: "It's not very nice of you to curse my marriage like that."

“I’m telling the truth. You didn’t really want to marry Xu Qingmin first, but you had to because of various entanglements. For you, love is the least important thing. What you want is freedom, independence, and autonomy.”

Song Yilin laughed out loud: "President Chen, you're quite humorous. I wonder what kind of promotional slogan you thought you were saying."

"You once wrote on your Weibo: I was born a mountain, not a stream; I aspire to stand atop the peaks and look down upon the mediocre valleys. I was born a hero, not a blade of grass; I stand on the shoulders of giants and despise the lowly cowards!"

This was a message she forwarded when she graduated from university, meaning that Chen Yan actually went back to look at her Weibo posts from so long ago.

"I am unwilling to be mediocre, but that doesn't mean I don't need marriage or a lover. Being a strong woman doesn't mean you have to be completely devoid of love."

“I didn’t say you don’t need marriage. I said you’re not suited for a marriage with a wealthy family like the Xu family.”

"You're not me, how do you know if I'm suitable or not?"

Chen Yan said with certainty, "I've managed to get to where I am now without graduating from high school because I have a keen eye for people. I'm very good at judging people, so I could tell at first glance that we're the same kind of people. People like us are the most compatible."

Song Yilin simply closed her eyes and remained silent. There was no point in talking to someone who had no morals. According to his theory, he was right, but he didn't know that people could have love.

If you don't love someone but still want to marry them, that's not marriage, that's atonement.

Life is already difficult enough; without the nourishment of love, it would be too bitter.

"Chen Yan, you think you like me, but you don't. You don't even understand what liking someone means. Wait until you understand love and marriage before you come and discuss with me whether Xu Qingmin and I are suitable for each other."

I received a message from Xu Qingmin as soon as the plane landed.

He has arrived at the airport.

As soon as she stepped out of the terminal, Song Yilin saw Xu Qingmin and immediately threw herself into his arms.

Xu Qingmin hugged her tightly, then patted her head and said, "Let's go home."

This is the kind of marriage Song Yilin wanted.

She wants a career, but she wants a family even more.