On the other side of the soundproof wall in the bedroom, it's a completely different scene.
Song Xingwan mistakenly used her slipper as a microphone and howled for almost half an hour before finally stopping.
Just as she was about to slip into bed, her drunkenness dissipated by more than half the moment she bumped into Huo Yunting's arms.
"Huo Yunting... what are you doing here?"
Song Xingwan's expression froze slightly, and she stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
Huo Yunting reacted quickly, firmly supporting her waist, and asked softly, "Why did you get yourself drunk?"
"Because... I can only see you when I'm drunk."
Song Xingwan mistakenly thought it was just a dream, so she mustered her courage, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips...
Although it was just a fleeting kiss, Huo Yunting felt incredibly flattered.
"Wanwan, I still have a place in your heart, don't I?" He was overjoyed and pulled her into his arms.
He has been studying abroad for the past three years.
Every time I return to China, the first thing I do is go to see Song Xingwan.
Unfortunately, Song Xingwan never wanted to see him.
He originally thought Song Xingwan was still holding a grudge about that slap, but he never expected that she was also thinking about him!
"Of course it's true..."
Halfway through her sentence, Song Xingwan suddenly recalled the image of her parents weeping bitterly when the Song family went bankrupt...
Although the Song family's bankruptcy was not directly related to Huo Yunting, if the Huo family hadn't interfered, her parents wouldn't have died with resentment.
Based on this relationship alone, she and Huo Yunting shouldn't continue in this ambiguous way.
After suddenly regaining her senses, Song Xingwan quickly changed the subject, gently hooking her arms around Huo Yunting's neck and calling out indistinctly, "President Zhou, why did you stop?"
Huo Yunting, who was in the midst of ecstasy, did not expect that Song Xing would call him by the wrong name at the party. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head. He was angry, but even more heartbroken.
"Song Xingwan, who do you take me for?"
Huo Yunting pried her arms off and angrily questioned her.
"ah…"
Due to his excessive force, Song Xingwan lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
She lowered her eyes and stared blankly at the solid wood floor in the bedroom. Whether it was from the fall or something else, tears started falling one by one again.
Huo Yunting looked at Song Xingwan, who couldn't get up for most of the day, and his heart softened once again.
The next moment, he half-squatted down and gently wiped away the tear stains on her cheeks. "Wanwan, don't scare me. You must be angry that I left you alone in another city, right?"
Song Xingwan turned her face away, pretending not to hear what Huo Yunting said, and continued to speak to herself:
"How could I dare to be angry with President Zhou? If President Zhou tells me to go east, I would never dare to go west."
Hearing her say that, Huo Yunting's heart sank completely.
He grabbed Song Xingwan by the collar, threw her onto the bed, his eyes filled with nothing but overflowing anger.
"what you do?"
Song Xingwan originally thought that Huo Yunting would be so angry that he would storm out of the room, but unexpectedly he threw her onto the bed, and a sense of unease suddenly arose in her heart.
Huo Yunting's face was ashen, and he coldly questioned her, "Tell me, who is President Zhou?"
Who he is is none of your business.
"Song Xingwan, you have no conscience!" Huo Yunting was so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed.
"I'm sorry to have shown you such a pathetic side of me."
Song Xingwan could sense his sadness and anger at that moment, and she felt terrible too.
Huo Yunting furiously tugged at his tie and coldly stopped her:
"Didn't I tell you I would take care of you for the rest of your life? Why do you have to give up on yourself?"
Is there a difference between being supported by you and being supported by other men?
Song Xingwan wanted to say something definitive to completely extinguish his hopes.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he leaned forward, pressing down on her so hard she could barely breathe. "So, in your heart, I'm no different from those sugar daddies who lust after your body. Name your price, Miss Song."
"Wouldn't it be better if we just let each other go? Why do you have to treat me like this?"
Seeing Huo Yunting's posture, Song Xingwan shrank back timidly, her whole body trembling violently.
She has been afraid of him since she was a child.
Seeing his furious, almost murderous expression, she was so terrified that she didn't dare to utter a sound.
"You just want money, don't you? I'll give you the money, and I can even give you the status of Mrs. Huo. I only ask that you stop degrading yourself. Do you think those sugar daddies truly love you? They just covet your young body."
Huo Yunting forcefully shoved a black card into her hand, and the moment he lowered his eyes, his eyes quietly reddened.
At this moment, he was so close to her, yet so far from her heart.
Even so, he still wanted to keep her by his side.
If you can't keep her heart, then bind her body forever...
Seeing that he showed no sign of stopping, Song Xingwan quickly covered her torn collar and explained in a choked voice:
"There is no Mr. Zhou, and no sugar daddy. Every penny I earn is clean."
"..."
Huo Yunting was surprised by the unexpected turn of events; while he was pleasantly surprised, he was also furious.
One moment she was calling him "President Zhou" so warmly, the next she was telling him that there was no such "sugar daddy" at all, that she was making a fool of him.
However, seeing that she was so frightened that her face turned pale, he had no choice but to loosen her clothes temporarily, even though he was angry.
After getting up, he slumped against the headboard, smoking, his hoarse voice carrying an indescribable melancholy.
"Why did you lie to me? Are you so proud of yourself for making a fool of someone who only has eyes for you?"
Song Xingwan didn't know how to explain, and her grievances, amplified by the alcohol, only intensified.
She raised her hand to cover her eyes, but she couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Silently shaking the cigarette ash off his trousers, Huo Yunting turned and gazed at the heartbroken Song Xingwan, then mustered his courage and asked again:
"Wanwan, have you ever liked me?"
“I am very grateful to you. If it weren’t for you, I would have died three years ago,” Song Xingwan replied cautiously.
Who wants your gratitude?
Huo Yunting felt utterly hopeless and closed his eyes in deep sorrow.
"sorry."
Song Xingwan never intended to involve Huo Yunting in the grudges of the previous generation, nor did she ever think of telling him everything that Madam Huo had told her.
She should bear the pain of unrequited love alone.
"Besides apologizing, what else can you do?"
Huo Yunting disliked Song Xingwan's submissive manner. He would rather she be assertive like Ling Mo than always swallow her anger and silently endure everything.
"I can support myself."
Song Xingwan's face showed a stubbornness, and although her voice was soft, she spoke with great determination.
"If you want to be self-reliant, I won't stop you, but you must always remember my warning. From now on, if I catch you flirting with other men, I won't hesitate to break your wings and tie you to my side forever."
Huo Yunting stubbed out his cigarette, unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, and strode towards the restroom.
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