Chapter 31 Song Yan is angry
He took out his phone, pressed the shutter, and secretly snapped this photo.
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When we arrived at our destination, it was already 6 p.m.
Si Yuan followed the manager and his group into the restaurant, and the elevator went straight to the top floor.
Today, they are accompanied by Department Manager Sun.
Mr. Sun instructed them: "This meeting is very important. The other party needs us to design the entire scene of the engagement ceremony. Everyone must be on your toes. If anyone causes any problems, don't blame me for being ruthless later."
This was actually Si Yuan's first big order, and she wanted to secure it.
Pushing open the door, Mr. Sun immediately put on a smiling face and greeted everyone with a cheerful smile.
Si Yuan was the last one to come in.
When she looked up, she froze in place.
Song Yan sat in the seat of honor, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at her.
Si Yuan's hand stiffened slightly.
His gaze was cold as he sat there, looking at himself from afar.
Mr. Sun turned to look at her and hurriedly reminded her, "What are you standing there for? Come in quickly."
Si Yuan snapped out of her daze, looked away, and gently closed the door.
Mr. Sun sat down next to Song Yan.
"Young Master Song is so young, and this engagement ceremony is quite something..."
"It's me and my fiancée."
Song Yan spoke coldly, his gaze fixed on Si Yuan.
She kept her head down, seemingly lost in thought, but her fingers tightened nervously.
Did she run off with some random man for so long because she knew she was too ashamed to face me?
Mr. Sun smiled and asked, "So, what kind of effect does Mr. Song want?"
Song Yan raised an eyebrow, turning his gaze away from Si Yuan, and said, "Why don't we hear what your designers have to say?"
Mr. Sun slapped his thigh: "Perfect timing, the people who came with me today are the best designers in our department."
Mr. Sun pointed to one of them and introduced, "This one is Xiao An. She was involved in setting up the celebrity wedding that was all the rage online back then."
With a flick of her finger, she turned to her superior, saying, "Xiao Si, don't let your young age fool you. You studied in London and even won second prize in the Chinese American Awards last year. You're a rising star!"
Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He truly did not know that Si Yuan had won such a prestigious award abroad.
When Si Yuan was little, she would show her award certificate to Song Yan as soon as she won it in an art competition, because her mother didn't like her drawing, and only Song Yan would be happy for her.
I had already tried to distance myself from myself while I was abroad.
Song Yan found it laughable.
"Is that so?" Song Yan leaned back slightly and asked Si Yuan, "What are your thoughts?"
Startled by the sudden question, Si Yuan paused for a moment.
Was Song Yan's visit to their company intentional or unintentional?
He didn't seem surprised at all to see me today.
This indicates that it was anticipated.
That day, Si Yuan thought she had made everything clear over the phone.
But Song Yan came to her again, just to ask her to design their engagement ceremony.
To have someone who used to like him, and even his adopted sister, orchestrate his engagement, and to have his fiancée bully him, Si Yuan couldn't understand for a moment whether it was intentional or... intentional.
"It really depends on the preferences of the two of you, especially the woman."
Song Yan smiled and said to Si Yuan, "I thought you had a lot of ideas."
Si Yuan avoided his gaze and took a sip of water.
Mr. Sun sensed something was off about their conversation, but he never expected that Si Yuan and Song Yan would know each other.
I'd heard the Song family had a daughter, but she'd never really shown her face. Who would have thought she'd be one of my company's junior designers?
He pressed his advantage: "Then it's settled. Mr. Song's engagement ceremony will be entirely handled by our company, with Xiao Si in charge. What do you think?"
Song Yan raised an eyebrow and looked at Si Yuan.
She remained calm and showed little reaction.
"Okay, you can leave now."
Si Yuan was the first to stand up, but President Sun seemed to intend to stay and talk to Song Yan about something.
But before he could speak, Song Yan interrupted him.
Si Yuan wishes to stay.
Now it was Mr. Sun's turn to be stunned.
Si Yuan stopped and looked back at him.
Song Yan said, "I have some things to tell you, is that alright?"
Before Si Yuan could speak, General Manager Sun preemptively agreed: "Of course, no problem. It's our Si Yuan's good fortune to work for General Manager Song. Si Yuan, you must follow General Manager Song's advice completely. We'll be leaving now."
Si Yuan forced a smile.
Mr. Sun and his group have left.
Si Yuan was still standing there. She didn't look at Song Yan, but sat back down in her original seat, holding the cup in her hand, her fingertips digging into the rim of the cup.
The food on the table remained untouched, but Si Yuan could tell that it was all her favorite dishes.
Si Yuan blinked rapidly, feeling uneasy.
Song Yan easily noticed her unease.
I used to trust him the most, but after not seeing him for a few days, I'm already so afraid of him.
If we don't find her company, we probably won't be able to see her in the future.
Why don't you go home?
That was the first question he asked.
His tone carried the usual questioning and lecturing tone of an elder to a younger person.
Upon hearing this, Si Yuan suddenly fell silent.
Is that her home?
If so, why do her family members always leave without looking back when she's in deep trouble?
Si Yuan has stopped brainwashing herself.
If we're not family, then we're not family.
That wasn't the case five years ago.
That's not my home.
She mustered her courage, looked directly at Song Yan, and said those words.
In the past, no matter how much courage she had, she wouldn't have dared to say such "ungrateful" words, especially to Song Yan.
However, perhaps because he had spent a lot of time with Jiang Wang, he said that people only live once, and if they live a miserable life, they won't die happily.
So she didn't want to be a pushover anymore.
Sure enough, after saying that, Song Yan looked surprised, probably because he really didn't expect to hear that.
"What did you say?"
Si Yuan took a deep breath, and when she said it a second time, she wasn't so nervous: "That's not my home. My family has all left. Thank you for taking me in for so long, but I suddenly realized that maybe I'm better off alone..."
Before he could finish speaking, the sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out.
Si Yuan was startled and stared at Song Yan in astonishment.
Song Yan picked up a glass from the table and smashed it hard on the surface. Glass shards pierced his palm, drawing blood.
"Si Yuan, do you know what you're saying?"
Si Yuan's eyes widened, and she didn't react for a long time, never expecting Song Yan to be angry.
I never expected him to get so angry; Song Yan is usually very calm.
He has always been too restrained. If such a person were to get angry, the contrast and shock would frighten those around him.
Si Yuan snapped out of her daze, hurriedly got up, picked up the handkerchief beside her, and quickly stepped forward.
Just as she was about to touch his hand, she realized something.
He placed the handkerchief on the table and said coldly, "Bandage it up."
Song Yan ignored it, not even glancing at the injury on his hand, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Si Yuan, brother's hand is injured."
"Didn't you used to bandage my wounds?"
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