"How are you going to give it to me? Putting aside your public figure status, how much pressure will Song Shengsheng have to endure being with you, and how much sense of security can you give her? Just consider your family: your father, your stepmother, and your stepmother's younger brothers—every one of them is eyeing the shares of Jiang's that your mother left you. Jiang Yiyu, it's not that I don't trust you, it's that you and your family are such a mess."
"I can protect her."
"How can you protect her? What can you use to protect her? Will it be your experience as a reckless young man, smoking, drinking, fighting, and living in the whirlwind of life, or your experience of living a homeless life and mixing in the world of fame and fortune over the years? Jiang Yiyu, we are all the same. Do you know how to love someone?"
Jiang Yiyu gently poked the left cheek with the tip of his tongue: "Am I so bad in your heart?"
"I can only say that you are not worthy of Song Shengsheng. There are so many wild flowers out there. If you want to get married, find someone else and leave my sister alone."
"What can I do? I just like her."
Jiang Yiyu chuckled to himself and put the cigarette back into its case. "I understand your concerns. I had no intention of bringing her into my life. ...But when I ran into her yesterday, she was drunk, completely bewildered, yet she still managed to ask me if I was doing well."
"That's because Song Shengsheng is kind-hearted and sympathizes with the stray dogs."
Jiang Yiyu sighed, "Song Ming, you have a happy family and have never lacked love since childhood. But I am different. Ever since my mother passed away, I have had no home. I was indeed a bastard back then. I thought that getting into trouble and being rebellious, and making my father angry, was the best revenge on him. I lived a very absurd life. But you know what? I am a person who everyone wants to stay away from. One day, I went to school hungover and happened to meet Song Shengsheng who was late. Seeing that I was drunk, she not only didn't avoid me, but also gave me a mint candy."
"And then? It's just a mint. She's given it to so many people."
"Then, I don't know how to describe that hypocritical feeling. It's like a stray dog that has been wandering for a long time, and suddenly meets a kind person who feeds it a bone. I didn't sleep all night last night and thought about it for a long time. As you said, after being a stray dog for a long time, I really want to live a stable life. I have considered all your concerns, but as long as I can be with Shengsheng, I can give up fame, fortune, and money. But this time, the only thing I can't let go of is her, Song Ming, I love her."
Jiang Yiyu's attitude was very sincere. Having been friends with him for twelve years, Song Ming knew that he was not lying.
Song Shengsheng likes Jiang Yiyu, and he knows it...
After a long moment, Song Ming lowered his arms from his chest and leaned back. He sighed wearily, "Don't recite lines to me to show your loyalty. I'm allergic to romance and won't fall for it."
"Then what do I have to do for you to believe me?"
Song Ming looked at him for a while, took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it towards him: "I have a few conditions. If you can agree to them, I will reluctantly agree."
"You go ahead." Jiang Yiyu picked up the lighter.
"First, you can get married, but don't have a wedding yet. You can't publicize your relationship with Shengsheng in any way. You must ensure she can continue to live a peaceful life."
"good."
"Second, don't have children within three years of marriage. First, she's still a graduate student and may need to continue her academic studies in the future. I don't want her to be too tied down by family. Second, if your relationship isn't harmonious and you're having trouble getting along, I don't want you to be too involved after the divorce."
"Can."
"Third, you have to make it clear that your family relationship must not affect the Song family and Song Shengsheng. If you can agree to all of this, I won't stop you. After all, my parents didn't say much about it, and that silly girl Song Shengsheng also said she likes you. You've said so much to me now, so there's no need for me, Song Ming, to continue to be the bad guy."
"It's not an excessive request. I can accept it."
Song Ming was just about to continue speaking when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure lying at the door and eavesdropping stealthily through the translucent rainbow glass embedded in the study door.
He shook his head helplessly, stood up, and lowered his voice to Jiang Yiyu: "One last thing, remember everything we said today, and don't tell my sister a single word."
"I see."
Song Ming strode towards the door and opened it. Song Shengsheng lost his balance and staggered forward.
Song Ming was just about to reach out to help her, but he saw Jiang Yiyu also stood up and came over, so he very tactfully withdrew his hand and stepped aside. He looked at Jiang Yiyu with disdain as he took Song Shengsheng into his arms: "You are so stupid, you can't even eavesdrop."
"elder brother!"
"Get out!" After saying that, Song Ming left this unsightly place without looking back.
Song Shengsheng used Jiang Yiyu's strength to steady herself, gently pushed him away, and took a few steps back. Her face flushed as she looked up at him worriedly, finally her gaze set on the bloodstains at the corners of his mouth. "Did you fight with my brother? Are you okay?"
Song Shengsheng subconsciously raised her hand to check on him, but halfway through, she suddenly felt it was inappropriate. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Jiang Yiyu grabbed her wrist. He bent down and placed her hand on his cheek. His voice was very low, and there was a hint of bewitching in his grievance: "It doesn't look good. Can you help me take a look?"
Song Shengsheng felt her face burning. She pulled her hand back with force and took a few steps back in panic, pretending to be calm, but the warmth of his palm was still on her wrist.
This sudden intimacy really made her a little nervous.
Jiang Yiyu stopped teasing her, smiled, and slowly stood up straight: "What can he do to me? It's okay, don't worry."
Song Shengsheng nodded: "Then my brother...did he agree?"
Jiang Yiyu sighed softly, "You just eavesdropped for a long time, and you didn't hear anything?"
"I wasn't eavesdropping. I just came up." Song Shengsheng was afraid that he wouldn't believe her, so she turned around and pointed downstairs, adding hurriedly, "My mom asked me to come up. She was looking for you after she finished her phone call."
"Is that so? I thought you cared about me." Jiang Yiyu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Let's go, don't make my mother-in-law wait anxiously."
…
At dinner that evening, after three rounds of drinks, Song Qing looked at Jiang Yiyu and slowly said, "Yiyu, I've been thinking about what you said this morning. You and Song Ming have been friends for many years, and your aunt and I have watched you grow up. We know you well, and Shengsheng really likes you. But regarding marriage, we still feel that you need to tell your family before making any plans."
Hearing this, Jiang Yiyu's hand holding the wine glass paused.
Song Ming glanced at him and said to Song Qing, "Dad, you know the situation of their family. Jiang Yiyu has severed ties with them a long time ago. They haven't cared about him for so many years, so there's no need for him to care about them anymore."
Song Qing raised his hand to signal Song Ming to be quiet: "We still have to go through the formalities, otherwise I'm afraid someone will make trouble later. It's better to have less trouble than more. What do you think?"
Jiang Yiyu put down his glass and nodded: "Uncle Song, I understand. I will go back and tell them tomorrow. That Monday, I..."
"We'll talk about Monday on Monday."
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