Liu Shengzhao was definitely not joking. Someone who can achieve such results must have something admirable about them.

The man noticed that his brother seemed quite interested in Lin Xiao, which made him wonder if he was being too interested.

"Let's look at the contract. Looking at other people's plans is useless. As long as Lin Xiao's plan is good, that's all that matters."

"Brother, I don't think you need to be nervous. I won't do anything to your lover; I just admire his abilities."

Liu Shengzhao continued, "You're my brother, so I'll help you with this. I'm telling you, don't make things difficult for Siming, look how anxious he is."

The shareholders of the Yan Group are all very young people, and their own identities can be described as prominent figures in the entire business world.

Once they pass, those outsiders basically won't be able to object even if they want to.

On the other side, Song Hong was quite bewildered to receive complaint letters from several companies so quickly.

"Look, am I getting old and my eyesight is failing me? Why do I feel like everyone is against what I said? Can you tell what's going on?"

The secretary glanced at the letters and discovered they were all from companies they regularly worked with!

The above all means terminating cooperation with the Song family. How can that be acceptable? Without their support, the company is practically finished.

"These, Chairman, these are all..."

At that moment, Song Yuwei stormed in from outside, throwing a pile of letters at her secretary.

"Look at this, why am I receiving these letters? They've gone too far, they have no regard for past friendships at all."

Song Hong casually glanced at the letter, and after reading its contents, he too felt a surge of anger.

"Damn it, are these people all untrustworthy? They just agreed on a deal a few days ago and now they're backing out."

Song Yuwei was almost in tears. Several of her previous projects had had their funding withdrawn. How could this be?

"Dad, what should we do? Lin Xiao must have instructed Yan Siming to do this, otherwise why would Yan Siming do such a thing!"

The thought of all that money disappearing into thin air made Song Hong angrier and angrier, so he reached out and slapped Song Yuwei.

It was crisp and loud, regardless of whether there were outsiders present.

"You good-for-nothing, how dare you say that? If you hadn't insisted on liking Yan Siming, would I be in such a miserable state? You said if you had married so-and-so, none of this would have happened!"

Song Yuwei covered her right cheek, which had been slapped, and looked incredulously at her father, who had always doted on her, for money.

"Dad, what did you say? You actually called me a money-losing burden? If it weren't for me, the company would have gone under long ago! Dad, you can't tell right from wrong!"

When it comes to profit, Song Hong never considers human feelings; money is the only reliable thing!

"Stop arguing. Before you break off your engagement with him, go and beg him for mercy, no matter what method you use. If you can't do it, don't come back."

Song Yuwei snorted coldly, thinking that Song Hong was talking nonsense and that he couldn't possibly be thinking too much for her.

"Are you going or not? If you're not going, don't come back. Go get to work!"

Although Song Yuwei was unwilling, she was afraid that her heartless father might do something to her, so she had no choice but to agree. However, she also wanted to know how Yan Siming would treat her.

It was evening.

Song Yuwei specifically chose to visit Yan Siming at night. She had connections at the Yan Group, and that person happened to like her, so he would help her.

She found out that Yan Siming would be staying at the Shanshui Hotel tonight, in room number 18 on the 18th floor.

If she goes up there, even if Yan Siming doesn't do anything to her, she can still annoy Lin Xiao, right? She'll feel good seeing him unhappy!

After exchanging a few words with the receptionist, Song Yuwei took the money and went into the elevator to Yan Siming's floor.

Yan Siming was dealing with the mess the Song family father and daughter had made at the moment, completely unaware that his location had been leaked.

'Knock knock knock.'

There was a knock on the door, and the person inside frowned upon hearing the noise.

"Didn't we agree not to bother me? Why are the people at this hotel behaving like this?"

"How come it's you? How did you get in?" Yan Siming's tone changed when he saw the woman he hated the most.

"Brother Siming, I heard from a friend that you were working overtime here. I know you don't usually eat properly, so I just happened to be passing by and thought I'd bring you some. Don't get me wrong."

How could Yan Siming not misunderstand? A woman appearing in his room with a lunchbox in her hand—no one would believe that, and it's impossible.

"So, is there anything else? If not, girls should go home as soon as possible; it's not safe here."

When Song Yuwei saw that Yan Siming wanted to send her away, she naturally didn't want to. How could she possibly leave unscathed after things had come to this point?

She put the things down, slowly approached Yan Siming, stared at his face, and smiled slightly as she spoke.

"Now that I'm here, I'm not leaving. Brother Siming, I'm your fiancée now, and I haven't agreed to this on my own."

So she's still your fiancée. Is it normal for a fiancée to be with her fiancé?

After she finished speaking, she blocked the way and closed the door, leaving Yan Siming with no way out.

He tossed his hair aside, showing no fear whatsoever at the sight of Yan Siming's dark face.

"What do you mean by this? You're not planning to leave?"

"Don't you understand what I mean by doing this, Brother Siming? I've already told you I really like you."

But you still won't even look at me, only showing your disdain. Fine, then let's die together.

"Do you know what I put in my clothes? It's something that will make you like me."

Song Yuwei laughed maniacally, completely different from the young lady she used to be, at least in Yan Siming's eyes.

"What are you doing? I've already told you I don't have those kinds of thoughts about you, so there's no need for you to do this."

If you keep this up, I won't be so polite! Don't think I won't be gentlemanly towards girls like you!

Song Yuwei hated it when he spoke to her in that tone. She was the first person to know him, so why couldn't it be her who got to be the one to benefit that brat instead!