Chapter 23 Chapter 23 "Poor Look"
As soon as these words were spoken, Gao Yu in the front seat felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had picked up the person and had done a lot of good things on the way, but when he arrived at the destination, he was ruined. He didn't want to take the blame.
Therefore, Gao Yu turned around and said without a single mistake: "I'm sorry, this is the Song family's second son, Young Master Song Yucong. The second young master is usually not particular about details, so please don't take his words to heart. The Song family is absolutely sincere in receiving you."
Tao Ning nodded slightly, her eyes behind the lenses innocent and clear, and she didn't seem to mind at all.
Gao Yu heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he should quickly throw this hot potato away and let the Song family fight it out on their own. Fortunately, this child was very well behaved and did not cause any trouble.
He paused, glancing at the boy's fair and delicate cheeks, a little bit of baby fat that had been cultivated, as if he had been held in the palm of someone's hand and pampered, and the pair of clear eyes behind the boy's glasses.
Gao Yu couldn't help but be dazed for a moment, and there was a rare hint of sincerity in his words. "From now on, when you live in the Song family, as long as you don't trust the eldest young master's words and avoid the second young master, you will..." He hesitated for a moment, finding a more accurate word, "Then you can enjoy life in Haizhou."
The system popped up and inserted a sentence into my mind: [Idiot, don't listen to him. If you avoid Song Yucong, how will you conquer him?]
[…Well, I won’t.]
But on the surface, Tao Ning sensed the kindness of this elegant man and nodded seriously: "Thank you."
Gao Yu didn't say anything more and opened the car door. Compared to the cool temperature inside the car, the air outside was dry and humid. The hot wind blowing in could cause goose bumps. At the same time, a cold and picky gaze stabbed at Tao Ning like a knife.
But soon, this cold gaze moved away, accompanied by the sound of distant footsteps.
As Tao Ning got off the car, a maid in uniform bowed to them. One of the middle-aged men, with wrinkles on his face from a smile, came forward, but he didn't go up to Tao Ning. Instead, he nodded to Gao Yu and said, "Assistant Gao, you must have had a hard time on this trip."
"Not bad," Gao Yu said, his unchanging professional smile on his face. He glanced at the young man beside him who was looking down at his shoes. "This is Young Master Tao Ning. My mission is complete. Manager Zhang, I will hand him over to you."
"Leave it to me, take care." Manager Zhang watched Gao Yu leave. Then, he finally looked at the silent Tao Ning and made a "please" gesture, "Mr. Tao, get in the car."
Tao Ning raised his eyes. A car without a license plate drove up. He was confused. Weren't they already at the villa? Why did they need a car? Where were they going? He had never felt so reserved in a completely unfamiliar place. He also listened carefully to Tao Yuan's instructions: when he arrived at the Song family, he should lower his head and look down, and not look around.
The boy's awkward and uncouth appearance caused the maids around him to laugh, but no one tried to stop the quiet but harsh laughter.
Manager Zhang's cloudy eyes revealed contempt. He saw what Tao Ning was thinking and said calmly, "This is just the outskirts of the Song residence. We need to take a car to the center of the compound."
The entire Song residence covers an area of more than 2,000 square meters, which is more than half the size of a football field. It is a traditional classical European manor villa. The road is paved with pebbles, and countless expensive flowers, plants and trees are rooted in the small gardens beside the road. There is a seven or eight meter high double-layer fountain in front of the road. A swan carved in gold and white marble sits in the center of the fountain, which is gorgeous and eye-catching yet elegant.
Tao Ning had never seen such a beautiful place before. She was stunned for a moment until she heard a "tsk" sound from the open car door. A deep, magnetic voice sounded even more impatient: "Zhang Jianzhong, are you leaving or not?"
Zhang Jianzhong immediately flattered, "Second Young Master, please wait a moment. We'll be leaving soon." He even wanted to go forward and push the boy up, but after thinking it over, he held back and urged, "Master Tao, don't look anymore. You'll have more to see later. Hurry up."
Tao Ning lowered her eyes slightly, said "hmm", and got into the car again. The layout inside was two-tiered back seats. As soon as she got in, she saw a pair of shiny leather shoes sitting at the back, looking extremely cold and hard on the black carpet-covered car surface.
As expected, before Tao Ning could look up at the second young master whom Gao Yu called "walking around", she was met with a cold sneer from the owner of the leather shoes. His disdain and contempt were so obvious that he didn't even bother to hide it.
The next second, the barrier between the two floors rose, completely blocking Tao Ning's slightly startled view, as if extremely disgusted by his gaze. Tao Ning pursed her lips and said nothing. She carefully took a seat, her hands placed politely on her lap, fearing to cause trouble.
The system screamed: [Idiot! This Song Yucong has gone too far! I decided to dig out the secret manual of "Chasing Wife at the Crematorium" and give it to Song Yucong. Who told him to be so ungrateful?!]
Tao Ning lowered his head. [How...how do I pursue my wife? Should I pursue him?]
The system was stunned. Looking at Tao Ning's frail frame, it sighed: [Fool, I didn't expect you to have such great ambitions. Unfortunately, your ambitions will be in vain.]
【……】
The system reasoned, "Of course you're not chasing him. We're trying to make him chase you, but you're refusing! It's going to piss him off!"
[But...if I don't agree to it, how can I get him to say 'I love you'?]
The system was also stunned. [It seems so. Well, well, well…] It seemed to be giving up. [Are you going to agree to him?]
Tao Ning pursed his rosy lips. He didn't have a very good impression of this target, so he said honestly, "No."
[That's all! You're so smart, I believe you can make him say 'I love you' willingly without him agreeing! Hey, the sunflower seed cracking competition is about to start. I'm going first, I'll take care of anything for you tonight...]
Tao Ning pinched the corner of her clothes nervously a few times and said "hmm" in a low voice.
The vehicle was driving very steadily. After a few minutes, it arrived at the center of the mansion that Zhang Jianzhong mentioned. The car door still opened automatically. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a tall and indifferent figure. The man had broad shoulders and long legs. He stepped on the ground with black leather shoes and took big steps. He didn't wait for the person behind him at all and entered the villa without even looking.
Tao Ning followed him in. The first thing that caught her eye was the spiral staircase that was wrapped around the villa like a vine. There was a white elevator under the stairs and a huge floor-to-ceiling window in front. The cool breeze blew in, lifting the curtains like mist.
A young man sat on the sofa in front of the French window, his head bowed as he read a newspaper. His features were gentle, his lips pale, like a hazy mist. Hearing the noise at the door, he raised his head, revealing a pair of deep eyes that seemed out of place with the rest of his features. His gaze fixed on Tao Ning.
At that moment, Tao Ning had a chilling feeling as if he was being stared at by a snake. This feeling disturbed his usually steady heartbeat for a moment and made him very uncomfortable, just like the discomfort of being stared at by a cold poisonous snake.
But soon, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared, replaced by a man's gentle voice. He walked over, smiled, and extended his hand: "Hello, Tao Ning, I'm Song Heng, the Heng of a gentleman, the eldest son of the Song family, and the one who actually funded you behind the scenes."
Tao Ning was stunned for a moment. He had reviewed the funding documents, and they clearly stated that the recipient was Song's father, the controlling shareholder of the Song family, not his son, Song Heng. But judging by the man's appearance, he knew he wouldn't need any further explanation. So he extended his hand, gently shook it, and bowed in thanks. "Thank you for your support. Thank you very much..."
Within two seconds, Song Heng smiled and retracted his hand. "No need to thank me. It's because you are outstanding that I saw you. I asked the kitchen to prepare a welcome dinner. It's still early, so you can go to your room with the servants and rest."
The cold temperature in his palm faded away, and Tao Ning raised his head. Song Heng had already left. He stood there, stunned at the edge of the huge villa, but no one paid any attention to him.
After a while, a male servant came running over in a hurry. He seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. The loose servant's clothes did not fit him well. He was only handsome and inconspicuous in the crowd.
He ran up to Tao Ning and bowed ninety degrees, his tone a little flustered: "Master Tao, I'm so sorry! I accidentally interrupted your time! I'm so sorry!"
Although he couldn't understand what he said, he could sense the panic in his tone. It was the first time Tao Ning had been treated so politely. He felt so awkward that he didn't know where to put his hands. He quickly reached out to help the butler up and said in a soft voice, "No need to be like this. I'm fine."
The butler was lifted to his feet by a pair of soft hands, and the sweet scent of lemon immediately filled his face. He had been so flustered running over that he hadn't even seen the guest clearly. Only the servants who were mocking him deliberately took a long time to remind him: "Hey, the young master wants you to entertain that country bumpkin. If you don't go, your wages will be docked again."
The butler was so frightened that he quickly packed up and ran over. When he arrived in the living room, he saw the bewildered Tao Ning and hurriedly rushed forward to bow and apologize, so he didn't see the boy's appearance at all.
At this moment, he raised his head and finally saw the appearance of the "country bumpkin" who had been spread throughout the Song family not long ago. At just one glance, he was met with the pair of clear and shallow eyes behind the lenses. Even though he was wearing thick and rustic glasses, such a pair of clean and bright eyes seemed to contain a pool of spring water. The butler could not ignore it, and it instantly calmed the panic in his heart.
The butler's pupils couldn't help but constrict, and he was stunned: "You, you are really good-looking..."
It was not until the young man showed a confused expression that the servant remembered that this guest did not understand Haizhou dialect. He did not explain, his cheeks flushed, and he stammered, "Please, please, please follow me to the room——"
Tao Ning finally understood. She smoothed down the frayed corners of her clothes, nodded, and followed the butler up the stairs. After a few steps, a cold yet intense scent washed over her, reminiscent of the incense burning in a temple, a unique perfume that was even a little spicy.
Thump—thump—
The sound of leather shoes stepping on marble was very light, but it fell heavily into the ears of everyone in the villa.
Finally, Tao Ning couldn't help but look up. A tall and slender man walked down from the center of the spiral staircase. His back was exactly the same as the one he saw when he came in.
The first time she saw him, Tao Ning knew that this was Song Yucong, because he had a pair of eyes very similar to Song Heng's, but his facial features were more intense and colorful, and he was so handsome that people dared not look directly at him.
Song Yucong put one hand in his suit trouser pocket, not even glancing at the young man and the servant as he walked down the stairs. As he passed the young man, he snorted coldly in the quiet villa, "You look so poor."
Then he went downstairs without looking back.
The three words were spoken in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft. As soon as they reached the ears of Tao Ning and the male servant, the male servant's face turned pale instantly. He felt a little distressed that such a beautiful young man was treated like this, so he hurriedly whispered to comfort the person beside him, "Guest, the Second Young Master has such a personality. Please don't take it to heart."
"Thank you, it's okay."
Gao Yu had already reminded him, and the boy had a very good temper, as soft as the aura around him. He even gave the servant a very faint smile, as clean as the white roses outside the villa, and very beautiful.
Even though the boy's face was partially obscured by his thick, rustic glasses, the butler still thought he was so beautiful that it made his heart beat wildly. He couldn't help but secretly swear in his heart that he would take good care of this soft and beautiful guest in the days to come.
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