Chapter 110 Chapter 110 Force Him
Inside YNING reception room.
Song Youning gently pushed the almost untouched cup of coffee in front of him with his fingertips, and the porcelain cup and tray made a crisp sound.
She raised her eyes and looked at Fang Li, who was smiling politely across from her. The corners of her lips curved into a fake smile. Her voice was steady but sharp, unavoidable: "Mr. Fang, we've been talking for so long..."
She paused briefly, her gaze flickering across the empty conference room doorway. "Where's your company's other founder? I heard he designed the core of this system. Why don't you come out and meet him?"
This direct questioning made the smile on Fang Li's face almost stiffen for a moment.
In fact, this meeting was several days later than Song Youning had originally planned.
After meeting Fang Li by chance at the door of the bar that day, Song Youning was certain that Ji Siyun was nearby, and the so-called "chance encounter" was also deliberate on his part.
So she deliberately pretended to want to get on the limousine, then suddenly changed her mind and left, hoping to force him to show up. However, until her car left, there was no movement in the dark.
She sneered in her heart, wondering how long he could hide.
The original plan was to leave him alone for a few days, hoping he'd finally get his bearings and come knocking on the door. However, plans can't always keep up with changes.
Just the day after the incident at the bar, Song Zhenglan, who had always been in good health and was regarded as the mainstay of the Song family, suddenly suffered a cardiovascular disease and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Although he was out of danger after several hours of surgery, this news was like a powerful bomb and had to be strictly contained within the smallest possible range. If leaked, the Song Group's stock price would inevitably suffer a heavy blow, triggering a chain reaction.
In the next few days, Song Youning fell into unprecedented busyness and pressure.
Not only does she have to stabilize the turmoil within the group that may arise from the sudden absence of the chairman, and deal with the mountains of daily decisions, but she also has to travel frequently between the company and the hospital, playing the role of a caring and responsible daughter at Song Zhenglan's bedside, while being alert to any signs of trouble from her brother Song Zhiyan.
And Song Zhiyan did not miss this opportunity.
Although he could not continue to promote the cooperation with YNING due to his father's previous decision, he quickly reached a major strategic cooperation with another giant in the industry, Hongyuan Group, by relying on the deep connections of his mother's family.
In contrast, Song Youning seemed somewhat passive because he was busy dealing with emergencies and lacked cooperative projects of the same scale.
Especially at this sensitive moment when the chairman was seriously ill, as soon as the news of Song Zhiyan's cooperation with Hongyuan came out, his popularity within the group soared. Many veterans who had originally been on the sidelines were more inclined to support him as he had actual achievements and was the eldest son.
Song Youning's situation was like being trapped both internally and externally, with the pressure doubled. She was so busy that she was exhausted and had no time to think about Ji Siyun and YNING.
It was not until Song Zhenglan's condition stabilized and he was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward that Song Youning was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
It was only then that she took some time off from her fatigue from working non-stop and prepared to solve something that should have been figured out long ago.
Song Youning called Gao Jing and asked whether YNING Company had scheduled a follow-up meeting, but the answer he got was -
"Boss, the other party has not contacted us."
Song Youning's eyes turned slightly cold when he heard this.
It seems that someone has decided to be a coward.
Okay, if he doesn't come, then she will go.
She wanted to go and see for herself how long the man who had disrupted her peaceful life and now wanted to stay out of it could hide!
So, there was a scene where Song Youning stepped into the YNING reception room again, but only saw Fang Li.
Song Youning chatted absentmindedly with Fang Li about some trivial technology prospects and market trends. He glanced at the door several times, but the person he really wanted to see never showed up.
Seeing that time was passing and the person who should have shown up refused to show up, Song Youning simply got straight to the point.
Fang Li received Song Youning's scrutinizing and oppressive gaze, and the smile on Fang Li's face froze for a moment almost unnoticeably.
Before coming, he went to find Ji Siyun on purpose.
At that time, Ji Siyun was in a very bad condition, with red eyes and messy hair. He held the tablet and repeatedly watched the surveillance footage of Song Youning entering the company.
Fang Li couldn't bear to see him drowning in self-loathing despair, so he kindly advised him, "She's come here on her own initiative. This is such a great opportunity. Don't you want to see her?"
Ji Siyun just shook his head painfully. He touched Song Youning's cheek on the screen, and his eyes flashed with desire and expectation, which finally froze in deep self-blame.
His voice was hoarse and pleading: "No, please."
What he did in reality was something he would never dare to think about in real life. It was a beautiful dream, a dream stolen by this despicable thief.
Even after she woke up, he still had fantasies... fantasies that she had been half sincere to him in that world.
That's why he asked Fang Li to meet her at the bar that night. She was so smart that when she saw the real "Assistant Fang" appear in front of her, she would definitely guess that it was him.
Ji Siyun understood Song Youning's character. He tampered with her memory and made her experience a scam in reality, and she finally left in such a decisive way. Once she knew his whereabouts, she would never let him go easily.
But after he deliberately exposed himself and waited for a few days, she still had no reaction. Either she didn't care, or she hated him so much that she didn't want to see him again...
Ji Siyun couldn't think any further, so he closed his eyes and spoke in a voice so soft that it seemed as if it would drift away with the wind as soon as it came out.
"Don't let her know it's me. I can't... I'm not worthy of it..."
In the end, Fang Li could only sigh helplessly.
At this moment, facing Song Youning's inquiry, Fang Li maintained a polite smile and politely declined: "Sorry, Mr. Song. My partner... He is quite introverted and not used to meeting strangers. I can answer any technical questions on his behalf."
"Not used to meeting strangers?" Song Youning repeated, his eyes suddenly cold. "Did he say that himself?"
Fang Li felt a little guilty under her sharp gaze, so he could only nod his head and say, "Yes... Mr. Song, please forgive me."
In an instant, Song Youning felt a surge of inexplicable anger rushing to his head.
Okay, Ji Siyun!
He was so crazy that he dragged her into reality to role-play and force love, secretly followed her and stalked her in the real world. She was under pressure from both inside and outside the Song family, and was in a mess. She finally had a chance to breathe, but he took the initiative to come to her, but he hid behind her like a turtle, not even daring to show his face!
Still "not used to meeting strangers"? Why didn't she see him being introverted when he disturbed her originally peaceful heart!
She stood up suddenly, the chair scraping against the ground with a harsh sound. The last trace of pretended calmness on her face disappeared, leaving only cold anger.
"I see."
She said these words coldly, without even looking at Fang Li, picked up her handbag, turned around and left, the sound of her high heels hitting the ground decisively and loudly.
Looking at her back as she left without any reluctance, Fang Li opened his mouth, which eventually turned into a weak sigh.
In the monitoring room upstairs that was filled with screens, Ji Siyun took in every subtle expression of anger on Song Youning's face.
Watching her finally leave with resolute determination, he closed his eyes in pain and buried his face in his palms. His suppressed sobs and self-loathing whispers echoed in the empty room: "She's angry. She really... won't want to see me again..."
"Jisyun...you are such a complete coward...bastard..."
On the way back in the car, Song Youning leaned back in the chair, and the anger in his chest not only did not subside, but instead grew stronger.
Her fingertips unconsciously swiped across the phone screen, and the news feed was flashing with all kinds of irrelevant celebrity gossip. She was about to close it in frustration, but suddenly an idea flashed in her mind!
Didn't Ji Siyun want to hide? Didn't he even dare to see her face?
Well, she was curious. Ji Siyun had been pretending to be a good boy in reality for three years, but when he heard the news that she was going to get engaged to an NPC, he couldn't help but reveal his true nature. After returning to reality, could he still endure it?
Now, she was going to use the same method to force him out!
That afternoon, rumors about her and Meng Jiaxin, the prince of Hetai Group, being "about to get married" were rife, and with the revelations of some "insiders", the rumors became more and more "realistic".
Media reports began to exaggerate, suggesting that with the battle for succession to the Song Group intensifying, the eldest daughter Song Youning's position was precarious, and she was trying to consolidate her own strength and find strong support through marriage.
This wave of public opinion offensive naturally received Song Youning's tacit approval or even instruction. She needed this "fire" to burn more vigorously.
At the same time, in several necessary public appearances, Song Youning always had a hint of fatigue between his brows. When faced with reporters' questions about his "engagement", he simply avoided the topic, making the situation even more confusing.
Meng Jiaxin was also quite cooperative. After all, he was Song Youning's childhood friend. In addition, Miss Song bribed her with a limited edition sports car. For two or three consecutive days, he drove to the Song family's building to pick her up after get off work. The media photographed the two of them leaving together in a seemingly intimate manner.
All of this naturally fell into the eyes of the person hiding in the dark and watching her all the time.
After several days of intense "performances" and the intense work she put into the group's affairs, Song Youning was indeed feeling exhausted. More importantly, she estimated that the bait had been spread out and it was time to reel in the nets.
So, one night, she went alone, without calling a driver or telling Gao Jing, to another quiet bar that was not a membership-based bar.
She chose a relatively conspicuous place to sit down, ordered a few glasses of liquor, and sipped them alone. There was a loneliness between her brows, and she looked like she was drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
She knew he would come.
Sure enough, not long after she sat down, a tall, thin figure, with an oppressive aura, walked into the bar quietly and sat down in the shadow of the corner.
The person who came was Ji Siyun. He ordered a glass of wine, but his eyes were always fixed on her.
He looked more haggard than before, with dark circles under his eyes, his lips tightly pursed, and the knuckles of his fingers gripping the wine glass white from the force. He looked like a bow stretched to its limit.
In the dim light, Song Youning looked worried. Although he was drunk, he kept drinking one glass of wine after another.
In such an environment, a single, drunk, beautiful woman can easily attract the approach of some people with bad intentions.
A man with a slightly greasy face had obviously been observing her for a long time. When he approached Song Youning, Ji Siyun, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly became alert.
The man was holding a glass of wine and pretended to pass by Song Youning's table. He stumbled and the glass in his hand accidentally tilted.
Unlike the common pick-up lines, the man quickly apologized and had no intention of staying, and walked away quickly.
He seemed to have no other thoughts and was just passing by, but Ji Siyun saw clearly that at the moment he staggered, a few drops of transparent liquid fell from the small container hidden between his fingers into Song Youning's cup. The movement was so fast that it was almost imperceptible.
But Song Youning seemed unaware of it, still immersed in his own sorrow. He reached out and picked up the glass of spiked wine, shook it, and was about to bring it to his lips -
“Don’t drink!”
A low roar filled with suppressed panic and anger was heard.
Ji Siyun suddenly rushed over from the corner, grabbed Song Youning's wrist tightly, and stopped her from drinking.
Song Youning was startled by him, his hand trembled, and some wine spilled.
She raised her hazy drunken eyes and looked at the gloomy and anxious young man who suddenly appeared in front of her. Her tone was drunken and impatient: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my drink? Go away..."
Looking at her defenseless appearance, Ji Siyun felt angry and anxious, his heart felt like it was on fire. He wanted to tell her that there was something wrong with the wine, wanted to tell her who he was, but thousands of words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a single word. All that was left was rapid breathing and pain in his eyes.
Song Youning, who was pretending to be drunk, snorted in his heart, it seemed that the time was not right.
She pretended to break free from his hand and reached for the glass of wine again, mumbling, "I...I want to drink..."
Seeing that her lips were about to touch the rim of the cup again, the string of rationality in Ji Siyun's mind completely broke.
He suddenly reached out and almost snatched the glass of wine, then drank it all in one gulp under Song Youning's astonished gaze.
The spicy liquid passed through his throat, bringing with it a subtle and strange sweetness.
He slammed the empty cup heavily on the table, making a dull sound. His chest heaved violently, and his red eyes stared at Song Youning.
Song Youning watched his actions, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, but it was quickly covered by the drunkenness. She frowned, her eyes misty and she angrily said, "Who are you? Why are you drinking my wine?"
When he was hiding from her and didn't dare to see her, Ji Siyun could still barely control himself. He was originally a paranoid little lunatic, otherwise he would not do such a thing as dragging Song Youning into the world he created.
Now she was right in front of him, but she was so drunk that she even forgot who he was. Ji Siyun could no longer control his emotions. The corners of his eyes were slightly red. He bit his lip and grabbed Song Youning's hand to pull her in. He almost gritted his teeth and asked her: "Miss, who am I? Who do you say I am?"
The drunken almond-shaped eyes were like a layer of mist rising from the clear lake. When he was pulled closer, Song Youning tilted his head slightly and blinked, as if trying to identify who the person so close to him was.
The hot smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of jasmine tea on her body drifted into Ji Siyun's nose. He greedily breathed in her long-lost scent.
The bewildered expression gradually became clear, and Song Youning called out, "Puppy Ji?"
Ji Siyun's anger was suddenly interrupted by this call. He was almost trembling with excitement in disbelief, and his voice was full of surprise: "Miss, it's me..."
But then he was pushed away forcefully. Song Youning staggered to his feet, his tone cold and filled with disgust: "Get out!"
After saying that, she started to walk out of the bar with unsteady steps.
Ji Siyun was pushed away by her, and the word "get out" pierced his heart. Seeing that she was unstable, he immediately stepped forward to support her, his voice hoarse and pleading: "Be careful... I'll take you there..."
Song Youning stopped and slowly turned her head. A hint of ridicule and coldness was now visible in her drunken eyes. She looked at him and asked word by word, "Aren't you hiding from me?"
"Why are you pretending to be a good person now?"
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The author has something to say: I'm really amazing. While working like a slave, I still found time to go home and bake 66 cookies for a friend who's getting married, and I also finished typing this. Now I feel... hungry...
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