The second day of the banquet.
As usual, Song Sichen got up early in the morning to run, and then ate breakfast leisurely at the dining table.
Today is no different from any other day.
Suddenly, Song Sichen said to Xu Hua who was pouring drinks.
"Maybe I need to pack my luggage."
"What?"
"Because someone doesn't want me to stay here anymore. I'm too much of an eyesore." Song Sichen raised his drooping eyes and looked at Xu Hua. "Don't tell Shi Ran about this."
"clear."
"We have guests coming today, so we'd better get ready."
"Guests?"
Liao Yu, who was listening to the conversation between the two, also tilted his head.
Knock knock!
There was a knock on the door and a woman walked in.
Song Sichen raised his chin proudly and looked at the person who walked in.
Song Sichen had seen the woman who served Mrs. Song several times.
"What a disrespectful attitude!"
Xu Hua loudly protested her attitude of not even saying hello. Even if she was Mrs. Song's person, Song Sichen was still nominally the second young master of the Song family.
So she hummed softly and then reluctantly lowered her head to say hello.
"Hello, Second Young Master."
Song Sichen didn't answer, just nodded.
Perhaps feeling insulted, she gritted her teeth.
"Second Young Master, Madam asked you to go to the garden. She has something to say."
She acted as if she were the wife of the Song family, with an extremely arrogant attitude.
Song Sichen calmly wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "I can't go now."
"What?"
As if he didn't expect to be rejected, he asked back in a panic.
"If you want to talk to me, then come in person." Song Sichen threw away the napkin in his hand, raised his eyes, and said with glaring eyes: "I feel a little uncomfortable now. Tell her that I am sick and can't go."
"What's wrong with you?"
"Are you a doctor?" Song Sichen asked indifferently, "Can you treat illnesses? Do I need to explain to you that I'm sick?"
Song Sichen's words left her speechless. She stood there without moving.
"Liao Yu, send her out."
After saying this, Song Sichen continued eating as if nothing had happened.
Liao Yu stepped forward and took her out. Then Xu Hua quietly approached and confirmed Song Sichen's expression.
It looks no different.
Are you really sick?
"There may be a lot of guests today, so please post someone at the door. Anyone who comes, unless it's Mrs. Song, should tell them that they are sick and cannot leave the room."
Xu Hua may not have understood what it meant at first, until later, when Mrs. Song sent someone every hour, he understood.
No matter who was sent, they were all sent away and couldn't even see Song Sichen.
When it becomes completely dark.
Xu Hua came to Song Sichen who was sitting in the living room reading a book, and placed envelopes of various sizes and colors in front of him.
"This is the invitation to the banquet delivered to the young master today."
Song Sichen looked at the envelope that was so thick that he couldn't hold it with one hand.
"Sure enough, I shouldn't be at this kind of event."
But it was also expected.
I don't like it, but it's still useful.
"Okay, please wait..."
Liao Yu shouted in panic.
There was a commotion and then the living room door slammed open.
"Here you are, guest."
Song Sichen muttered to himself as he looked at the rude visitor whom he had been waiting for all day.
"Song Sichen."
Mrs. Song came in from the door, not knowing how anxious she was. In just a few seconds, she stood in front of Song Sichen.
Mrs. Song strode in with a mask-like smile on her face, but her eyes were cold as she looked at Song Sichen.
"I heard you were sick?"
Song Sichen did not answer Mrs. Song, but looked at Liao Yu and Xu Hua slowly.
"You two should go out for a while. We have something to talk about privately."
After hearing Song Sichen's words, the two paused for a moment, but immediately went out and closed the door.
Now only Song Sichen and Mrs. Song were left in the room.
"Song Sichen, now that you're capable, I need to come find you in person. You don't care about other people, do you?"
"Because I'm sick."
"Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"
"That's not necessary." Song Sichen said coldly, "Anyway, isn't Madam's best skill at letting people fend for themselves?"
"You!" Mrs. Song shouted angrily, then saw the invitation on the table and frowned. "Now is not the time to casually attend a banquet. Don't forget, you still have schoolwork. We in the Song family don't keep useless people."
"Oh!"
When Song Sichen heard this, he chuckled.
waste?
You're talking about Song Yanzhe.
Song Sichen paused.
Then he said some more stimulating words.
"I spent a lot of meaningful time with Dad yesterday. Dad seems to have great expectations of me. I wonder how Madam will deal with this?"
Mrs. Song clenched her hands tightly, and the knuckles of her hands with thick rings turned white.
Seeing Mrs. Song's angry look, Song Sichen curled up the corners of his mouth. His smile was pretty but cold.
What does the enemy want most?
Song Yanzhe got everything from the Song family.
Song Sichen is the biggest and only obstacle blocking this path.
During the banquet, Song Sichen knew that Mrs. Song was watching him from beginning to end.
It was also obvious how angry she was about what happened at the banquet, and she had anticipated that something like this would happen today.
"Tell me what you want."
Mrs. Song said in a completely different tone.
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