Chapter 3 After the rain, he picked her up with one hand and carried her away.
Before Chen Cheng could react, Song Jili blocked her with his entire body, and the people inside could not see.
He stretched out his long arm, easily hooked her into his arms with one hand, and took her away with him as he walked out.
The whole process took less than three seconds, and his movements were smooth and without any pause.
He was tall, so he just put his arm around her waist. Her nose touched his strong arm, and his shirt covered her mouth and nose. The man's hormones dominated her sense of smell, and her adrenaline surged.
When she came to her senses, he had already carried her to the side hall.
Chen Cheng, who couldn't even utter a sound, could only pat his arm repeatedly in an attempt to break free.
Song Jili put her down gently, and said with a faint smile that was not friendly: "Don't get excited, let's talk?"
The man in front of her was like a mountain, and her frail body looked smaller against him.
She was a little scared and kept shaking her head.
Song Jili is not a real gentleman. He just heard that Chen Cheng likes gentle men, so he put on an elegant suit to win her favor. Now that she has broken off the engagement, he naturally doesn't want to pretend anymore, let alone do what she wants.
"Miss Orange, you are being unreasonable." Song Jili smiled harmlessly, but his tone was wild and unrestrained. "You didn't even give me a letter and directly broke off my engagement. I didn't have a good reputation outside, but now I've become a scourge. Everyone who sees me is like a cat seeing a mouse."
Wrong logic!
Chen Cheng cursed angrily in his heart.
She frantically searched her coat pocket for her cell phone.
Then she remembered that she was worried that the paint might get on her phone, so she placed it on the coffee table in the side hall before painting, and didn't keep it on her body.
A cell phone appeared in her sight.
Song Jili pinched the corner of the phone and moved his thumb a few times, causing the phone to shake up and down in an extremely frivolous manner.
"Use mine."
Chen Cheng glared at him unhappily and reached out to grab the phone.
Song Jili was not annoyed by the cold stare, but smiled even more. He dodged Chen Cheng, took back his phone, folded his arms, bent down, and asked shamelessly, "We agreed not to swear."
Chen Cheng, who was taught to be polite to others since childhood, couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Here, I won't tease you anymore." Song Jili smiled, thinking that the little girl had quite a lot of expressions.
He stopped teasing her and handed the phone to her.
Chen Cheng took it, opened the memo, typed what he wanted to say as quickly as possible, and put it in front of him.
Song Jili adjusted his body to the girl's height, lowered his body slightly, and read carefully.
Chen Cheng: "I only agreed to this marriage because it was agreed that the person I was going to marry was Song Yeran. Now that you, the Song family, broke your promise, it is only natural for me to refuse the marriage."
Song Jili raised his eyebrows and sneered softly: "You mean you're going to get married if the target is Song Yeran?"
This is not what Chen Cheng meant, but it cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.
She typed a new line in her memo, and the man in front of her said coldly: "If you want to marry someone just because he's Song Yeran, then you really have no vision."
Chen Cheng deleted the word "yes" and re-entered it.
Ask him: "Is marrying you a sign of good taste?"
Song Jili sneered: "It is not my place to criticize Miss Chen's opinions, at least I don't have Bai Yueguang."
Chen Cheng was so blocked that he was speechless.
The man's words were so sharp and his tongue was so poisonous.
Chen Cheng hit the line break key: "That's it?"
Song Jili: "Don't tell me that you like Song Yeran."
Chen Cheng: "He is gentle and good-natured. Even if you don't like him, you will be willing to get to know him slowly after spending more time with him."
In the past, when he met a girl who praised Song Yeran like this, Song Jili would just think that she was blind and was too lazy to say anything more. However, looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, he asked with a little displeasure: "He eloped with his girlfriend at the blind date party. He slapped you in the face like this, and you don't care?"
Of course Chen Cheng cares about it, she is not the Virgin Mary, but these are two different things.
Knowing little about Song Yeran, he couldn't think of any other excuses, so he asked bluntly, "I think it's okay, but can I get rid of this anger by marrying you?"
Song Jili put his four slender fingers together and tapped them lightly on his palm, motioning her to come closer.
Chen Cheng took a step forward cautiously.
Song Jili smiled and said, "If you marry me, they will all have to call you auntie."
The reason he gave was very tempting, but Chen Cheng was not stupid, and he didn't have to be with Song Yeran just for the sake of living under the same roof with Song Jili in the future.
At most, she was dissatisfied with Song Yeran's behavior, which slapped her in the face and embarrassed the Shen family, but the Shen family would get it back at the negotiation table for business cooperation, so there was no need for her to dwell on it.
Chen Cheng typed the last paragraph angrily and threw the phone back.
Song Jili opened it and saw the last sentence.
"Even if we don't get married, I'm still his elder!"
He laughed, lowered his head and shook it.
What she said was true. Chen Cheng had a high seniority score in the Shen family. He could not only be Song Yeran's elder, but also his elder.
Before coming to Jiangdu, I thought she was the adopted daughter of the president of Shen Group, but I didn't expect that she was the adopted daughter of Chairman Shen and Chen Aoshuang, and the president was her eldest brother.
The two elders are of the same generation as the old man of the Song family, so it is natural that Chen Cheng should be of the same generation as his parents.
Chen Cheng walked out for dozens of meters and didn't hear any sound from behind, so he thought Song Jili had called it a day.
Half a minute later, he suddenly appeared beside her and startled her.
How come this person makes no sound when he walks?
"Ms. Chen, if you say so, by marrying you I can be on good terms with my father and I don't need to treat him as my father anymore." Song Jili joked in a frivolous manner.
Chen Cheng was stunned. What kind of magical train of thought was this?
"After thinking about it, I still have to try to win you over." Song Jili snapped his fingers, took a few steps back, turned around and left before her.
Nerve!
Chen Cheng cursed in his heart.
Only when the man's back disappeared from her sight did she take a detour back to the living room, trying her best to avoid him, as she didn't want to be kidnapped again.
In the living room, Old Lady Shen sat in the main seat, and the Song Yeran brothers sat on the sofas next to her.
Song Yeran answered the elders' questions politely.
Song Yeliang, who was sitting at the end of the sofa, was at an age where he could no longer hide his true feelings. He looked surprised, but was forcing himself to act decent. He was torn between the two and his facial expression gradually became more grim.
Chen Cheng stood behind the screen, hesitating whether to go in, and he didn't know what to say if he went in.
"Xiao Cheng, are you here?"
Chen Aoshuang noticed the movement at the side door and recognized Chen Cheng at a glance.
Chen Cheng walked around the screen, met the gazes of Chen Aoshuang and Xi, and smiled.
Chen Aoshuang stretched out her hand and motioned Chen Cheng to sit next to her.
Chen Cheng walked over and met their eyes one by one.
The first person to turn his head was Song Yeliang.
Song Yeran didn't smile either, but nodded as a greeting.
It was obvious that neither of the two brothers came to the Shen family voluntarily.
Only after Chen Cheng sat down did Chen Aoshuang get into today's topic.
"Your grandfather asked you to stay at the Shen family for a while. I know his intention. He wanted you to develop a relationship with Xiaocheng, but this kind of thing can't be forced." Chen Aoshuang was wearing a retro Chinese cheongsam and sitting in the main seat. She spoke in a flat tone and the younger generation below didn't dare to breathe.
The two brothers nodded in unison and then dared not speak any more.
"Guests are welcome. Let Xiao Zhuo accompany you for a few days." Chen Aoshuang turned around and looked at Chen Cheng and said with a smile, "You can come too."
Chen Cheng waved his hands.
I am not very willing to go with them.
Chen Aoshuang said: "It's not good to stay at home all the time, go out more often."
After hesitating for a while, Chen Cheng nodded.
Chen Aoshuang touched her head and said softly, "Be good."
Ten minutes later, Shen Zhuo came to pick up the two brothers to visit the house, and only the mother and daughter were left in the room.
Chen Cheng gestured and asked: Isn't this the end of the blind date? Why do you still want me to contact them?
Chen Aoshuang looked at the young girl in front of her, sighed slightly, and said, "They are here to apologize to our family. Your father wants to let the granddaughter of your cousin's family get in touch with them to continue the engagement between the two families. How could I agree to this? If it works, wouldn't it be a slap in your face?"
The marriage between the Shen and Song families was a done deal.
Even if Chen Cheng doesn't go, someone else will be needed.
But if her cousin's granddaughter got together with the two brothers of the Song family, she would become a laughing stock in the upper class circles of northern Beijing.
This means that he is not against family marriage, he just thinks she is dumb.
"Don't think too much. Mom will continue to talk to your dad." Chen Aoshuang patted Chen Cheng's shoulder. "Don't stay at home painting for the next two days. Go out and relax."
Chen Cheng nodded in agreement.
Walking in the corridor leading to the annex building, Chen Cheng felt depressed, like a pool of dark water, which made the sky gloomy and brought about a continuous rain.
Not all members of the Shen family treated her as leniently as Chen Aoshuang.
The three brothers of the Shen family treated her as their sister for the sake of their mother, but they were worried that she would divide the family property with them.
She also never dared to call Mr. Shen father, because she knew very well that in the old man's heart she was just an orphan who was raised by his chronically ill wife and could only bring such a little emotional value.
If Chen Aoshuang is gone one day, the Shen family will quickly draw a clear line with her.
Chen Cheng knew all this, and so did Chen Aoshuang, which was why they wanted her to get married so that at least she would have someone to rely on in the future.
The butler was at the door of the villa on the annex building, apparently waiting for someone.
Chen Cheng stepped forward and asked him: Uncle Gu, is there anything wrong?
The housekeeper smiled and said, "After touring the manor, they went to play ball at the court in the backyard. The old lady asked me to take you over to have a look."
In the past, Chen Cheng would definitely refuse, but not this time.
She couldn't calm down and stayed in the house. She might as well look at the scenery and take a breath.
Following the butler to a nearby manor, I heard a few people talking in the distance.
Song Jili was also among them.
She appeared at the door, and he was the first to look over, as if he had sensed something.
The man's eyes were too direct, like a hunting leopard that could pounce and devour her at any time.
Chen Cheng looked away and noticed the girl standing next to Song Yeran. She had flowing black hair and was dressed simply.
I guess she is his white moonlight girlfriend.
He was quite brave and brought the person here.
As soon as Chen Cheng looked over, the girl took half a step back behind Song Yeran.
Song Yeran grabbed the girl's hand, pulled her forward, and interlocked their fingers openly.
It was as if he was announcing to Chen Cheng that his heart belonged to someone and he hoped that she would be sensible and stop getting entangled with him.
It seems that the Song family's decision to let Song Yeran visit the Shen family in Beijing North made him misunderstand that she was still not giving up on him.
This is probably why he dared to bring his girlfriend here directly.
Chen Cheng was a little speechless.
There are too many dramas.
At most, she had a good impression of him, but she really didn't have to be with him.
Song Yeliang supported his brother and said, "Let's get ready. Sister Ping Xiao, please help my brother choose a side."
He particularly enthusiastically pulled Shi Pingxiao into the group and deliberately excluded Chen Cheng who arrived late.
"Chengcheng, come here."
Song Jili interrupted Song Yeliang who was talking too much.
His overly intimate address attracted everyone's attention.
Chen Cheng pursed his lips and looked over.
I thought to myself, they are not familiar enough to call each other by the same name.
Song Jili, dressed in a black sports suit, stood at the edge of the net, spinning his racket nonchalantly.
I don’t know how good he is at playing basketball, but his outfit is quite pleasing to the eye.
Chen Cheng didn't refuse and walked over, wanting to know what he was going to do.
After approaching, Song Jili put a Hong Kong dollar in Chen Cheng's hand and said, "You choose the side."
"If it's heads, I'll serve first."
One sentence denies them the qualifications to choose sides and they can only accept it passively.
They excluded her, so Song Jili gave the decision-making power to her.
Fight back on the spot without picking a day.
Chen Cheng looked at the coin in his palm, blinked, took out his cell phone from his pocket, typed in what he wanted to say, and placed it in front of him.
"I have bad luck."
She is not very clear about the rules of tennis, but she knows that serving order will have a certain impact on the subsequent situation.
He thought clearly and said with a smile, "Then I will break even."
As long as she can take the lead, no matter what the outcome is, his goal is to pull her back and kick out the others.
His tone was calm and even a little frivolous, but it made her feel inexplicably firm and powerful.
The drizzle in my heart suddenly stopped, and the dark clouds hanging over my head suddenly dispersed.
He is a pretty good person.
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