Chapter 97 Chapter 97 What are you enduring?
"Song Youning asked me to tell you to remind your uncle the day before the engagement party to wear that gray suit with dark patterns. It looks best on him."
The young woman spoke in a low, hurried voice, as if she was afraid of something.
After a second or two, another female voice with a hint of crying but trying hard to hold it back was heard.
"Thank you... Ningning, how is she?"
The young woman replied anxiously, not quite patiently, "Okay, that's fine, Auntie. I have something else to do. I'll tell you what I'm saying."
Before hanging up, she worriedly reminded him again, "Auntie, don't tell anyone I contacted you."
"Good boy, Auntie knows, thank you."
"beep--"
As the phone was hung up, the hand on the mouse moved, and the computer screen that went out reflected a beautiful but gloomy face.
Aunt Wang reported everything that happened in the villa and what Song Youning and Lu Tingshuang said to Ji Siyun.
Including the fact that Song's father was arrested, which Lu Tingshuang had let slip.
Before stepping into the door, Ji Siyun imagined the situation he might face.
He had thought about being furious, sad, and compromising...
But neither is true.
After opening the door, Song Youning was sitting in the restaurant, seemingly waiting for him. The look in his eyes was calm, and his voice was like a clear stream.
"Have you eaten yet?"
She was calm, as if she knew nothing, and asked him if he had eaten dinner.
The lines of her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were soft, showing neither sadness nor joy, like a pool of still water. Ji Siyun looked into her peaceful eyes and replied, "Not yet."
Song Youning nodded and called him: "Let's eat together."
There was hot food on the table. After Ji Siyun sat down opposite her, Song Youning took the initiative to hand him a pair of chopsticks.
She had good dining habits and never spoke while eating or sleeping. Ji Siyun was not a talkative person either. It was obviously an ordinary family dinner, but the whole dining process was more restrained and quiet than in a high-end restaurant.
The only sound on the dinner table was the occasional collision of dishes and chopsticks. In the depressing atmosphere, Ji Siyun almost lost his appetite and his eyes never left Song Youning.
Staring at her by those eyes that were as dark as if soaked in ink, Song Youning's expression showed no sign of uncertainty. She swallowed the last bite of food gracefully and calmly, wiped the corner of her mouth, and gently raised her eyelids.
Her round almond-shaped eyes were as clear and bright as a pool of water, flashing with a charming light. The moment their eyes met, Ji Siyun's eyes were a little evasive, and he seemed uneasy.
Song Youning was the first to break the silence: "They should have told you what Lu Tingshuang said, right?"
Ji Siyun lowered his eyes slightly, the light shone on his thick and long eyelashes, casting a shadow. He pursed his lips and nodded slowly.
"I didn't think things through when proposing marriage, and I made Miss feel wronged." Ji Siyun clenched his fists on his knees and explained with some difficulty: "I don't know those etiquettes. No one taught me."
He took a deep breath, his hands unconsciously clutching his trouser legs, and mustered up the courage to raise his head and promise Song Youning: "I will prepare the gifts right away and ask for your hand in marriage from your uncle and aunt. Miss, you will definitely have everything you deserve, and I promise that you will be more glorious than anyone else—"
"I don't care about those." Song Youning's expression did not show any expectation for his sudden statement, nor did he interrupt without any hesitation.
As if she had already accepted the outcome, she was so calm that not even her eyes wavered as she continued, "It's up to you what you want to do. Anyway, I have no choice but to listen to you now, right?"
Song Youning's tone was very calm, he was just stating the facts, but Ji Siyun could hear a strong sense of irony in it.
His body stiffened in the chair, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
But silence already meant a lot. With the creaking sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground, Song Youning stood up. She turned her head sideways without looking at him and said softly, "I'm full. I'll go upstairs and rest first."
The back of her turning and leaving made Ji Siyun feel that she was like sand that slipped away faster the more he tried to hold on to it. Uncontrollable anxiety and panic came over him again.
On the other side that Ji Siyun could not see, Song Youning turned around and a hint of deep meaning appeared on the corner of her mouth. She did not walk fast, and there was a trace of determination in her eyes.
One step, two steps, three steps... until you reach the stairs.
"Miss!"
Song Youning stopped and hid the calculation in her eyes and the smile of success on her lips before she turned around. What Ji Siyun saw was still her indifference and alienation.
He walked quickly towards her and stopped a few steps away from her.
Although she was standing at a high position and he was looking up at her from below, it was completely opposite to their actual situation now.
Ji Siyun took a step forward, and Song Youning's hand on the handrail tightened slightly with his steps.
His pupils contracted and his voice became deep: "Miss, are you angry?"
Song Youning turned her head away and gripped the handrail even tighter when he took another step forward. Her slender fingers were so tight that her knuckles turned white. She bit her lip and said, "No."
"You're angry." He was more certain.
She didn't look at him. As the sound of thin-soled leather shoes hitting the floor got closer, she turned sideways and refused to look at him. Her face was tense and her curled eyelashes trembled nervously.
The distance of a few steps was reached in a flash, and a big hand with distinct joints replaced her hand to hold the railing. Song Youning's body was stiff and was held in Ji Siyun's arms, allowing him to lower his head and move intimately.
"You are angry." Ji Siyun repeated.
A low, hoarse voice echoed in his ears, and hot air sprayed over him. Song Youning turned his head away uncomfortably and said in a stiff tone, "Why should I be angry?"
Ji Siyun really hoped that she would stay by his side obediently, but the way she was suppressing her temper and deliberately keeping a distance from him made him feel powerless that he couldn't express.
What he wanted was the real her, the living her who could be happy, angry, and call him Ji Xiaogou with her sparkling eyes, not the soulless her who was programmed in the past.
Rather than being ignored, he wanted her lively emotions, even if it was hatred!
A malicious look flashed in his dark and deep eyes. Ji Siyun lowered his head and moved closer despite her attempts to dodge.
"I know what Lu Tingshuang told you." His cold fingertips touched Song Youning's cheek. His voice was low, like the whisper of a devil, eerie and filled with strange expectations: "Your father's arrest is related to me, Miss, don't you blame me?"
The fingertips wandering across his face brought a numb shudder. Song Youning closed his eyes and endured it without saying a word.
Her patience instead angered Ji Siyun. The big hand that was originally just gently stroking her cheek suddenly grabbed her chin and forcefully turned her head away.
"What are you enduring, Miss? Don't you hate disobedient puppies the most?"
Song Youning closed his eyes tightly, his eyelids trembling slightly, and his hands at his sides were subconsciously clenched, as if he was trying hard to endure something.
There was a paranoid light flashing in Ji Siyun's dark eyes. His black eyes slid across her face that was trying to suppress her anger. He actually grabbed her clenched hands, pried open the fingers that were bent and embedded in her palms, and pressed them against his face.
The feminine and beautiful face smiled wickedly, and the morbid obsession in the eyes was frightening. He kissed the palm of her hand and said in a boastful and sincere manner: "Miss, your puppy is disobedient, shouldn't you punish it?"
Hot and humid air spread in her palms, and Ji Siyun could clearly feel her hands trembling.
The trembling hand suddenly pulled out of his hand and pushed him away. Ji Siyun took half a step back. He bit his lip hard and maintained a wicked smile while looking at her.
Song Youning opened her eyes with red eyes, and her chest rose and fell noticeably due to her uncontrollable anger.
If looks could kill, he would be chopped into pieces by her.
Ji Siyun felt both sad and inexplicably pleased by this look.
At least... at least she didn't act as if he didn't exist and didn't care.
In the extremely oppressive silence, knowing that she was extremely angry and that he was heartbroken, Ji Siyun forced himself to continue saying some words that went against his will in an attempt to provoke her.
"I'm such an ungrateful villain. Do you regret it? Maybe you should have let me die there instead of saving me and giving me the opportunity to bring you to your current situation."
The rosy lips said something that made both of them uncomfortable: "Miss, you were bitten by your own dog. You must be very angry, right?"
The young man had a pair of gloomy eyes, which were as chilling as those of a snake or scorpion. However, when Song Youning stared at these eyes, he saw a flash of painful struggle in the cold and cruel eyes.
His chest, which had been rising and falling rapidly due to anger, gradually calmed down. Song Youning was not enraged, but instead regained his composure.
She raised her head, pulled the corner of her mouth, and asked Ji Siyun: "So what if I know it was you who did it?"
"What can I do to you?"
Her eyes were cold, with a kind of loneliness that burned everything. She was so indifferent that it seemed as if she was saying something insignificant, but every word was like a knife, piercing Ji Siyun's heart.
"Without my parents' protection and the support of the group, I can barely protect myself now. Even if I know that you did everything, what can I do to resist you, President Ji?"
The sarcastic name made Ji Siyun's face turn pale, and Song Youning's next action made his heart sink into the abyss.
The proud eldest lady took the initiative to step forward and throw herself into his arms. The familiar fragrance mixed with her warm body temperature was so close to him, but Ji Siyun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Ji Siyun, I've figured it out. You've been so good to me. In fact, I should be content to marry you." Her voice trembled as she raised her head from his arms and forced a smile at him.
But this smile was like she was desperately suppressing her fear and resistance to him, forcing herself to appear joyful and excited: "Ji Siyun, let me prepare our engagement ceremony. I will definitely give you a surprise."
After she finished speaking, she bit her lip slightly, glanced at him timidly, then immediately lowered her head and said self-deprecatingly, "Forget it, I know you definitely won't believe me. The engagement...it's better for you to arrange it."
Her tone was so pitiful, but Ji Siyun knew that she was using this method to plan how to escape from him.
He closed his eyes tightly and spoke slowly, "Miss, are you looking forward to our engagement?"
Her voice came muffled from her arms: "Which girl wouldn't be looking forward to it?"
His eyes, which had opened again, were filled with obscure emotions. His hand gently stroked Song Youning's long hair. During the long wait, Song Youning suppressed the discomfort of being stared at by the deep gaze above her head, which made her hair run all over her body. Finally, she heard his hoarse voice.
"Okay, I'll trouble you with the engagement, Miss."
Huh. Song Youning finally let go of the worry that had been lifting up his heart.
This scene was not in vain after all.
She didn't forget to play the whole trick, cheering and hugging his waist tightly, telling lies shamelessly: "I will definitely prepare a grand and unforgettable ceremony for you!"
The two people hugging each other tightly look like a couple in love, but their hearts are different.
Ji Siyun hugged Song Youning back and replied softly, "Okay, I'm waiting for the big lady's surprise."
His calloused hands stroked her soft long hair, and a faint smile appeared on Ji Siyun's lips.
Dear Miss, let me think about it, when are you going to leave me?
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