Chapter 77 Chapter 77 Force Him
After Song Youning and Ning Congwen reached a cooperation agreement privately, Ning Yuanshan and his wife soon came to visit with gifts.
"Ningning is a good child." Madam Ning held Mother Song's hand affectionately. "Ever since I heard he saw Ningning for the first time, he's been thinking about her all the time. Look, it's only been a short time, and he's already urging me to finalize this matter."
She glanced teasingly at Ning Congwen, who was sitting next to her, and jokingly said, "It's as if he's afraid that someone else will get there first."
Mother Song raised her eyes slightly, but quickly suppressed the slight surprise in them. She said with a smile, "Ningning also had a very good opinion of Congwen."
Song's father and Ning's father were chatting, and Song's mother's eyes slid to Song Youning who was sitting obediently beside them.
She lowered her eyes, looking at her fingertips, her curled eyelashes drooping, casting a small shadow on her delicate and beautiful face.
Some people always say that Song Youning is spoiled, but in her opinion, she just likes to act like a spoiled child in front of her and Song's father.
In front of outsiders, like now, even if the topic she is talking about is not of interest to her, she will sit upright and wait for them to chat.
Their daughter was obviously well-behaved and sensible. When she was little, they were busy building their careers and always left her to be taken care of by a nanny. They owed her a lot, so if she wanted something, they were afraid that they would not give her enough.
Mother Song looked at Song Youning with soft eyes and called her softly, "Ningning, take Congwen to the garden for a walk."
Song Youning was called back to her senses. She answered yes and stood up. Ning Congwen followed her and they walked out together.
The Song family's garden is very large, and the two of them were some distance apart, so they didn't look very close.
It wasn't until they reached the viewing pond, which was quite a distance away from the living room, that Song Youning turned around and met Ning Congwen's gaze.
"My mother is suspicious of our relationship." Song Youning frowned.
Ning Congwen raised his eyebrows, not taking it seriously, and said in a relaxed tone: "We are originally a marriage alliance..."
"No." Song Youning interrupted him and said firmly: "If they knew that you and I have no feelings for each other, they would not agree to the engagement."
"Then why did they agree to let my parents let me meet you?" Ning Congwen was puzzled.
Song Youning fell silent.
Why?
Of course, it was because he discovered her affair with Ji Siyun and thought that things were out of control, so he wanted to kick Ji Siyun out as soon as possible.
The truth definitely couldn't be told to him, so Song Youning turned his head slightly and said, "They just asked me to go on a blind date, they didn't tell me to get married right away."
Turning around, placing his hand on the railing by the pool, Song Youning looked at the koi swimming in the pool and said firmly, "Although they have the idea of marriage, they care more about my feelings. If I don't want to, they won't force me."
It was because she could feel the love of the Song family's parents that she could say to Ning Congwen in such a confident tone: "If they think that I am agreeing to this marriage out of compromise for the sake of the Song family, they will still give up the marriage."
Ning Congwen walked over to her, lowered his head and followed her gaze to look at the fish in the pond, and asked, "What should I do?"
Song Youning laughed, tilted his head slightly and looked up at him, his clear eyes sharp enough to see through everything, "Mr. Ning, you should know how to interact with girls, right?"
Ning Congwen also smiled, his peach blossom eyes curved into an amorous arc, "Of course."
"But this also requires your cooperation, Miss Song." Ning Congwen had many girlfriends and knew very well how to please girls, but when facing Song Youning, the strange fear made him dare not act rashly.
"No problem." Song Youning nodded, the corners of his lips raised slightly, revealing a faint smile, "Let's start with the address. What should I call you?"
Ning Congwen thought about the names her previous boyfriends had addressed her: husband, baby, and dear. She probably thought Song Youning would not agree with any of these.
From the smell? It doesn't feel intimate enough.
He hesitated and said, "Cong Wen...Brother?"
Song Youning's expression froze and he was silent for a moment. The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
Ning Congwen glanced at Song Youning. For some reason, he was particularly afraid of her. He coughed unnaturally, cleared his throat, and said, "Or whatever you think is better."
Song Youning quickly calmed down. Although it was a bit embarrassing for her to scream like that, she had to stimulate Ji Siyun.
She raised her face, her round almond-shaped eyes curved into two crescents with shallow dimples, and she called out to Ning Congwen, "Brother Congwen."
Although she was smiling sweetly, Ning Congwen felt an inexplicable chill running down his spine, and his hairs stood on end, as if warning him of approaching danger.
There was always an uneasy string in his heart. Ning Congwen subconsciously gripped the railing and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
"Then I'll call you Ningning, just like my uncle and aunt."
"Okay." Song Youning nodded.
After staying in the yard for a while, Ning Congwen thought it was about time and raised his arm, "Shall we go back?"
Song Youning stepped forward and took his arm, "Okay, Brother Congwen."
The chill in Ning Congwen's heart surged up again. He tried hard to think about the benefits of marrying into the Song family, so he couldn't help but shake off Song Youning's hand and forced himself to force a smile.
The two walked back arm in arm, had dinner together, and watched the Ning family leave. Song Youning thought he could finally rest, but was stopped by his mother again.
"Ningning, tell me the truth, do you really want to be with Ning Congwen?"
Song's mother's face was solemn, with uncertainty and worry in her eyes. Even Song's father said, "Ningning, we hope you can settle down, but the prerequisite is that this person has to be someone you like."
Ever since the first time Song Youning was tricked into meeting the Ning family, Song Youning's attitude towards them has been lukewarm. Song's mother has been very anxious during this period, but she also heard from Song's father that Song Youning and Ning Congwen often met and seemed to be very satisfied with each other.
But when the Ning family came today and saw Song Youning and Ning Congwen together, she couldn't see any intimacy between them.
Song's mother walked forward and took Song Youning's hand, her tone a little anxious: "Our family doesn't need to sacrifice your marriage to do anything. Mom just wants someone suitable to take care of you. I don't want you to be too tired in the future..."
She opened and closed her mouth, trying to explain to Song Youning their intention of taking her on a blind date, but Song Youning was distracted for the first time.
Hadn't the person who was most willing to take care of her been driven away to the neighboring city?
Song Youning quickly regained his wandering thoughts, his eyes became clear and bright, his cheeks flushed, and he gave a shy smile.
"Mom, you're overthinking it." She looked away awkwardly, seeming a little embarrassed, and said softly, "I...I really like Brother Congwen."
Her shy look instantly dispelled Mother Song's suspicions. She patted the back of her hand and jokingly said, "Are you calling Brother Congwen now?"
"Oh! I won't talk to you anymore!" Song Youning's face quickly turned red, and she turned around and ran upstairs.
She easily dispelled the doubts of Song's father and mother, and when she returned to the room, the shyness on her face was quickly replaced by indifference.
After that dinner, she had already figured out that arranged marriages and blind dates didn't matter, as they could just serve as a raft for her to complete her mission.
Since Ji Siyun didn't want to snatch it, she forced him to do so.
In the evening, after taking a bath, Song Youning walked out humming a song with his head down and his bathrobe belt tied, and bumped head-on into a chest with a fresh scent.
The young man placed his slender arms on her back, holding her in his arms. His low, hoarse voice came from above her head: "Miss, I missed you so much."
Song Youning's fair face was flushed by the hot water. She raised her head and met Ji Siyun's deep gaze, her tone carrying a hint of pride: "That's what you deserve."
Ji Siyun's rosy lips curled up slightly, and she felt like her heart was about to melt.
A drop of water fell from the tip of her wet hair and hit the back of Ji Siyun's hand. He let go of his hand, lowered his head to help her tie her belt, and turned back into the bathroom.
When he came out with the hair dryer, Song Youning was already lying on the bed, with her smooth and slender legs raised and shaking rhythmically. She supported her chin with one hand and held her mobile phone with the other. She didn't know what she saw, but her bright almond eyes curved into a beautiful arc, which made Ji Siyun's heart beat fast.
"What are you doing standing there?" Song Youning turned her head and said to him matter-of-factly, "Come here and blow dry my hair."
He came to the bedside silently and sat down. Hot wind blew, and the young man's bony hands ran through her hair. Song Youning squinted her eyes comfortably.
Neither of them spoke, and the only sound in the bedroom was the buzzing of the hair dryer.
Song Youning threw away his phone and lay on the bed, thinking that Ji Siyun's massage technique was becoming more and more skillful.
She turned to look at Ji Siyun. He must have returned from the nearby city right after work, and he hadn't even had time to change his clothes. He was still wearing a dark suit. The gentle warm light in the room shone on him, softening his somewhat gloomy face.
He looks like a good family man.
She observed his movements clearly, and Ji Siyun's eyelids twitched, and he asked, "What are you looking at, Miss?"
Song Youning looked at Ji Siyun's face carefully. The young man with delicate and beautiful features that were a bit feminine now had a calm aura, steady and sharp, noble and aloof.
Being looked at by her like this, Ji Siyun's cold white complexion gradually turned red, his long and thick black eyelashes trembled, and his soft red lips were slightly pursed.
The subsidiary in the neighboring city is a complete mess. These days he is often busy until late at night and it is common for him to work around the clock, leaving him no time to take good care of his skin.
Ji Siyun touched his face a little uneasily - could it be that he looked very haggard?
The eldest lady said she likes handsome men. Does that mean he is not handsome anymore?
Ji Siyun's heart tightened, and the dense panic wrapped around his heart like a thin rope.
Song Youning didn't know what was going on in his mind. She thought that Ji Siyun was worthy of being the male lead. He was so energetic that he could find time to come back to her even though he was five or six hundred kilometers away.
She looked at him for a long while, trying to see fatigue on this delicate face, but she only saw the dark color surging in his eyes.
Song Youning said slowly: "Ji Siyun, aren't you tired?"
It was a rare occasion for her to take the initiative to show concern for him, but after she said this, she saw that the blood color on his face faded away bit by bit, and his dark pupils were filled with moisture.
The hair dryer fell on the bed with a muffled sound. Song Youning was suddenly pulled up by Ji Siyun and hugged from behind. His arms were wrapped around her so tightly that it hurt a little.
What are you crazy about?
Song Youning's eyes widened as she tried to break free, but the person behind her rested his chin on her shoulder. She heard a trembling voice being squeezed out of her throat.
"Miss, are you disgusted by my ugliness?"
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