Outside, a fierce wind and torrential rain lashed the leaves, making them creak and groan.

Tang Hanyan felt that her mood was just like the torrential rain outside, changing eight hundred times in a minute.

She almost threw up her dinner.

Tang Hanyan couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. It was like someone she cherished and respected had been defiled, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Yun Nian stared dumbfounded at the two bodies embracing in the living room. What had he seen that he shouldn't have seen?

Song Qingyou also noticed the commotion at the door. When she saw who it was, a rare look of panic appeared on her face. She hurriedly took a step back, as if she had been caught red-handed doing something wrong.

Fu Wenzhou looked completely unconcerned, instead glancing displeasedly at the door: "Couldn't you knock before coming in?"

Yun Nian tried to close her agape: "I'm so sorry, I brought Miss Tang here. How was I supposed to know you were... you know, baby..."

His voice grew softer and softer, but Fu Wenzhou still heard him.

The man sneered, "You little brat, what do you know?"

Yun Nian: "..." Just because you're older doesn't mean you're so great!

Of course, he certainly wouldn't dare say these things to Fu Wenzhou's face.

Tang Hanyan suppressed her displeasure and said, "I'm sorry, I was rude today. Please don't mind, Miss Song."

Song Qingyou: "Miss Tang, please have a seat. Fu Wenzhou, go and pour a cup of tea for the guest."

Even if Fu Wenzhou had many grievances against Tang Hanyan, he would not go against Song Qingyou's wishes.

As soon as she gave the order, he went to the kitchen immediately.

Seeing how obedient he was to Song Qingyou, and how it seemed that his sister was completely controlling him, Tang Hanyan's displeasure finally dissipated.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, looking up at Song Qingyou: "Miss Song, please sit down as well."

Song Qingyou nodded and gestured for Yun Nian to sit down as well.

Yun Nian shook her head: "I still need to go to the backyard to research my new drug. I'm just here to grab something and then I'll leave."

Song Qingyou asked, "What is it?"

Yun Nian said, "Didn't Fu Wenzhou buy you a lot of precious medicinal herbs? I want to ask if you have any thousand-year-old ginseng."

Song Qingyou thought for a moment and nodded, "There should be. It's in the storage room in the side courtyard. You can ask the aunt in the side courtyard to take you there to get it."

Upon hearing that it was available, Yun Nian's eyes lit up with a smile: "That's great, that's great! I was so anxious last night. I suddenly remembered that Fu Wenzhou, that damned bastard, should have some here. That nouveau riche... Ouch! That hurts!"

Before Yun Nian could finish speaking, she received a flick on the head.

Fu Wenzhou sneered, "I think you just need a beating."

Yun Nian had the desire to steal but not the courage, so she ran away grumbling.

Fu Wenzhou ignored him, served the tea to Tang Hanyan, and sat down next to Song Qingyou.

Looking at Tang Hanyan, he asked impatiently, "Why are you here again?"

Tang Hanyan gave a professional fake smile: "It's like this, I'm new here and not very familiar with the place, and I don't have any friends, but my father has arranged for me to meet the eldest son of the Gu family tomorrow. I'm a little scared to be alone, so I would like to ask Miss Song to come with me. If Miss Song is not available, that's fine too."

Song Qingyou's original itinerary was Nancheng, but now SY in Nancheng belongs to Fu Wenzhou, and Fu Wenzhou has transferred all of SY's shares to her name, so there's no difference between going or not going.

She wasn't very familiar with Tang Hanyan, but in just a few days, this person became so familiar with her that he moved into her house and now even asks her to accompany him on blind dates.

Song Qingyou had some doubts, but then she thought about how she and the Tang family didn't seem to have any business dealings, and their ancestors had never crossed paths. Looking at Tang Hanyan's adorable baby face, she felt that she was overthinking things.

Over the years, she has always habitually anticipated the reasons why anyone would approach her, what they want to get from her, and what they hope to obtain from her.

Song Qingyou shook her head. The time she spent in the Song family was over, and not everyone who came to her had an ulterior motive.

Moreover, Tang Hanyan is a young girl who has accepted an arranged marriage with her family. She came to the capital alone to meet this person, whom she had never even met before. She might really be scared.

She looked up at Tang Hanyan and said, "Well, I'm free tomorrow. If Miss Tang needs me, I can keep you company."

Tang Hanyan's mood brightened immediately when she heard that she had agreed: "Thank you so much, I didn't expect you to agree."

Song Qingyou never thought she would agree; given her past personality, she would most likely have refused.

But she quite liked the doll in front of her.

Tang Hanyan didn't stay any longer. Before leaving, she told Song Qingyou to call her tomorrow and come pick her up from her house. Song Qingyou agreed.

As soon as Tang Hanyan left, Fu Wenzhou frowned, saying, "That woman clearly had ill intentions."

Song Qingyou said with a smile, "How did they offend you?"

Fu Wenzhou: "We're not compatible."

Song Qingyou nodded, and said thoughtfully, "It seems like you and Zhouzhou don't get along."

Fu Wenzhou raised an eyebrow: "You noticed that?"

Song Qingyou chuckled and pointed her slender finger at the kitten sleeping on the ground: "You're always arguing and fighting with it for attention, it's hard not to notice."

Fu Wenzhou snorted: "Who told it to always cling to you? How can you hug me when you're hugging it?"

Song Qingyou blushed at his serious tone and said in embarrassment and annoyance, "Fu Wenzhou, how old are you? Aren't you ashamed?"