Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Apology

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Jianan finished his exam.

As soon as I left the teaching building, I saw the two people I least wanted to see.

Zhang Peng and Yu Yan stopped him, without the unreasonable attitude of last time, but with an inexplicable sense of reluctance.

Song Jianan took two steps back in panic, pinching his palms. He felt a little scared and also a little resentful towards Song Yuqiao.

Didn’t he say there wouldn’t be a next time?

At this time, two new plainclothes bodyguards appeared and stood beside him.

He calmed his mind and realized that something seemed to be different.

Zhang Peng looked at him with a complicated expression and nudged Yu Yan with his elbow.

Yu Yan suppressed the resentment in her eyes and said reluctantly, "I'm sorry."

He spoke very quickly, as if afraid that no one could hear him clearly, and he talked a lot, "clarifying" what happened that day. The onlookers were stunned. Some showed expected expressions, while others did not expect there would be a reversal.

Song Jianan was stunned and took a step back. He looked at the two of them cautiously until he saw a distorted expression on Yu Yan's face. Only then did he feel relieved.

It seems that they were probably forced to apologize by Song Yuqiao using some unknown method, rather than being possessed by some evil spirit.

She relaxed, pursed her lips, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

These are his biological parents, and they should have a very close relationship. In any ordinary Beta family, it would be impossible for the parents to apologize to their child.

But he was so unfamiliar with them, and they were so evil that they could even sell his children to others, so he actually hated them in his heart.

But when this moment came - they admitted in public that they had nothing to do with him, he suddenly felt dazed, and all the things in his past life were like a cloud of smoke, light and floating. When he came to his senses, he realized that they had already passed.

He stood in the bright sunshine, the draft ruffling his hair, each strand dyed with golden glow. Even his breathing was free, and every breath was filled with the fragrance of gardenia.

His eyes were dark and clear, and he looked at them steadily, "I heard it."

He walked past them with his bodyguards, through the shadows and into the scorching sunshine.

His steps were brisk, a small smile playing on his lips.

He will not choose to forgive them just because the things in his previous life did not happen, but he will not let himself be trapped in the haze of the past because of them.

Summer is so hot. We should be happy and free and not worry about irrelevant people.

He didn't notice that Chen Rui was standing in the corner behind him, watching him leave silently.

After his figure disappeared, Chen Rui withdrew his stunned and lost look.

Lin Shu's car was parked at the school gate. The bodyguard only followed Song Jianan from a distance. After seeing him get into the car, he got into another black car. With Lin Shu there, he stopped following him.

This scene was recorded and sent to Song Yuxuan.

An hour and a half later, the person who was secretly waiting outside the gate of Mingxi Villa also sent a message to Song Yuxuan.

Song Yuxuan looked at the familiar license plate number, quickly switched the chat box, and confirmed that it was the same car!

In other words, the person who booked the entire theater is related to Song Jianan?

It’s Song Yuqiao!

He clenched his phone tightly, his eyes fixed on the numbers on the screen, not at all like the expression of a delicate Omega.

After a while, he carefully saved the two photos with time and place watermarks and sent them to an email address that was not registered with his ID number.

*

On the way to Mingxi Villa, the car stopped by the Song Building.

Lin Shu said that Mr. Song’s meeting would end in less than half an hour, so he asked him to go upstairs and wait for a while.

Song Jianan was in Song Yuqiao's office. Lin Shu personally went to buy him some snacks and drinks, filled the table with them, and gave him a tablet to play with.

He curled up on the sofa, found a TV series on his tablet, and ate a bag of potato chips while watching.

In less than half an hour, you can’t review much content, so you might as well take a good rest and relax.

He chose a light comedy, which brought a bright smile to his face.

Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, he quickly stopped smiling, hesitated for a moment, and just stood up and was about to open the door, but the door had already been opened from the outside.

Song Xifan was standing at the door. When he saw him, his eyes fell on the table full of things, then moved up again, staring at Song Jianan's face, "Song Yuqiao is not here, how dare they put you in the office?"

His gaze made people feel very uncomfortable. Song Jianan felt like a commodity whose value was being measured by him.

He pursed his lips, sat back on the sofa, and looked at the tablet again, pretending not to hear what he said, and said in a flat voice: "Song Yuqiao is in a meeting."

A male secretary's voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Song, Mr. Song is not in the office. Please wait in the reception room."

Song Xifan acted as if he didn't hear anything. He walked up to Song Jianan, bent down, got close to Song Jianan, reached out and touched his face, and immediately noticed the scar on the back of his neck hidden under his collar.

Song Jianan was so startled that he dodged backwards for a moment, then suddenly stood up and took a few steps to the side. His pale face was filled with shame and anger as he glared at him, "What are you doing?"

Song Xifan smiled like a gangster, crossed his arms, and looked at him with interest, "No wonder Song Yuqiao protected you. You look average, but your skin is very tender." It was as smooth and white as a peeled egg.

He looked at Song Jianan from top to bottom again, "Why didn't I notice before that your figure... well, it's quite good. It should be a different experience in bed, right?"

"It's really surprising that Song Yuqiao could mark you."

Song Jianan's cheeks flushed red, partly because he was angry, and partly because he had guessed these secret things. His chest heaved violently, his eyes turned red, but he couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

The male secretary who followed in was in a state of great headache. He raised his voice and became much more assertive. "Mr. Song, please wait in the reception room. No unauthorized persons are allowed to enter the CEO's office at will. If you insist on doing so, I will have to call security."

Every once in a while, Song Xifan would come to the Song company, and every time he would break into Mr. Song's office and would not stop until he had caused a stir.

Normally, it would be okay to let him make some noise as long as it didn't affect work and someone was watching him to prevent him from rummaging through things in the office. President Song wouldn't blame him either.

But President Song brought this person here today. He didn't expect that Song Xifan would dare to say such obvious sexual harassment words to Song Jianan. If President Song knew about it, his performance this month would probably be ruined.

Song Xifan glanced at him and said, "What are you yelling about? I'm Song Yuqiao's cousin. Can't I come to his office?"

The secretary said expressionlessly, "Mr. Song, please move."

Song Xifan thought of something, glanced at Song Jianan meaningfully, and walked out. "Okay, I'll wait for him in the living room."

The male secretary breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Song Jianan to apologize: "Sorry to bother you."

Go out quickly and take Song Xifan to the reception room.

Song Jianan's body suddenly relaxed, but he suddenly felt scared.

How could Song Xifan guess what happened between him and Song Yuqiao?

If this matter were to get out, the mere rumors would be enough to make him unable to gain a foothold in Yunjing or in school.

Others would certainly call him shameless and without any sense of propriety. Having just left his adoptive parents' household, he couldn't wait to climb into his adoptive brother's bed!

As for the Song family... they definitely won't let such a scandal spread among the group's leaders. In order to resolve the hidden danger, they might do something to him that he can't resist.

Will Song Yuqiao still disobey those people in the Song family for him?

This was something he couldn't guess at all.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He didn't pay attention to the TV series playing on the tablet. He bit his fingernails and frowned.

Song Yuqiao pushed the door open and came in. She sat down next to him and made a sound before waking him up.

"What happened to Jiajia? Did Song Xifan bully you?"

Song Jianan opened his mouth, stopped what he was about to say, and shook his head, "Nothing."

Song Yuqiao reached out and smoothed the wrinkles between his eyebrows. "Wait a few more minutes for me, and we can set off."

He left the office and went to the reception room.

The aura around him suddenly changed, and his eyes were cold. "What did you do in my office?"

Song Xifan sat on the sofa like a big boss, not intending to stand up and greet his cousin. He met his gaze with a half-smile, "Your secretary is always watching me, what else can I do?"

"Brother, why do you care so much about Song Jianan? You don't lack brothers, do you? Or do you lack a brother to warm your bed?"

Song Yuqiao: "You still have time to come to the Song Corporation, but it seems you are too idle. Why don't you go abroad for further studies for a few years and improve your academic qualifications?"

Song Xifan's expression changed, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were cold.

After just a few seconds, he loosened his hand and suddenly laughed, "Brother, you're joking. Our family background is here, why would I need such an impractical thing?"

He quickly got down to business, "My sister and I haven't been to Sanshan Hall for a long time. We want to go and visit our father and mother. Can you let us in?"

Song Yuqiao: "Okay."

Song Xifan's face lit up with joy, and then he heard Song Yuqiao say, "If you apologize to Jiajia, I'll let you go."

Song Xifan gritted his teeth: "I really didn't do anything to him."

Song Yuqiao glanced at him coldly and left.

Song Xifan's face twisted, but he endured it and followed him to the office.

She walked up to Song Jianan and stared at him hatefully, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words to you just now."

Song Jianan was startled and subconsciously grabbed Song Yuqiao's arm.

Song Yuqiao patted his hand soothingly, and said in a cold tone: "The voice is too soft, Jiajia can't hear it."

Song Xifan took a breath, closed his eyes, and spoke louder, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words to you just now."

Song Jianan looked at Song Yuqiao helplessly.

Song Yuqiao tilted his head and looked down slightly, "Is Jiajia satisfied with his apology?"

Song Jianan glanced cautiously at Song Xifan, who had a grim expression on his face, and nodded quickly.

Song Yuqiao then glanced at Song Xifan and said, "Only tomorrow morning."

Song Jianan was confused.

But Song Xifan showed some joy and said, "Thanks, brother."

Then he left with a tactful look.

Song Jianan didn't dare to ask anything. He followed Song Yuqiao down the elevator, got in the car, and headed to Mingxi Villa.