Ye Sheng felt a throbbing pain in his temples and asked, trembling slightly, "What...what do you want to do?"
"I didn't do anything. It's probably someone I know, and I want to meet them. Maybe I can even help you win the heart of your sweetheart..."
She drawled out the last syllable, like a cunning little fox: "But if you want me to go see him myself, and we don't interfere with each other, then I really can't guarantee what might happen. Don't blame me then, it's that simple."
threaten!
A blatant threat!
Ye Sheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
Rather than let this brat cause any trouble in front of Shen Shuling.
It's better to stay under your own nose, where there's a greater sense of security.
"I only have one request—you must first get Song Yan's consent! I don't want to be seen as a love rival for no reason!"
In the end, Ye Sheng had no choice but to compromise.
Chu Xin'er burst out laughing, her two dimples gleaming in the light: "You dare to compare yourself to Brother Song Yan? Shame on you."
Ye Sheng clenched his small fists.
Every time I argue with Chu Xin'er, I feel like my primal energy is about to explode.
Before Song Yan came along, they could act with impunity.
Since Song Yan got his backing, he's practically on a roll!
Damn it!
The matter was decided just like that, amicably.
That side.
The jeep came to a steady stop in front of the Song family's courtyard.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the carved stained glass windows, casting dappled light and shadow on the mahogany floor.
When Song Yan pushed open the door, his leather shoes made a crisp sound on the floor.
Song Hailiang was leaning back on a mahogany sofa, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and reading the People's Daily.
His meticulously combed slicked-back hair gleamed like ebony in the setting sun, and his impeccably pressed dark gray Zhongshan suit made him appear even more dignified.
Time has etched fine lines around his eyes, but it has only added to his mature charm, making him even more captivating.
As the head of the Song family, even sitting on a mahogany sofa, he still exuded an aura of authority without anger.
Song Yan approached Song Hailiang, standing tall and straight like a pine tree, and respectfully said, "Dad."
"uh-huh."
Song Hailiang didn't even look up, his fingers tapping lightly on the newspaper.
After a long pause, he slowly took off his glasses and asked with a hint of gossip, "Did you go out to play with Xin'er just now?"
Mentioning the woman he loved most, Song Yan's ears turned red visibly, and his resolute features softened instantly: "Mmm..."
A single word, yet it's like a cake soaked in honey, so soft you could squeeze water out of it.
"Great, really great!"
Seeing Song Yan's expression, Song Hailiang knew that his son was completely smitten. He narrowed his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
"You've finally come to your senses, buddy! It's like an iron tree blooming with pear blossoms! Thank goodness you don't like men, otherwise, we really wouldn't know what to do with the Song family's foundation!"
Song Hailiang practically wanted to hang Chu Xin'er up like a statue of Guanyin and worship her properly.
Where can you find such a beautiful and cheerful daughter-in-law who has a good relationship with the Song family and is the apple of your son's eye?
"dad……"
Song Yan asked with a hint of helplessness, "Are you still holding onto what I said back then?"
It would have been better if this matter hadn't been brought up, because Song Hailiang gets furious as soon as it's mentioned.
He suddenly put his hands on his hips, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his cold, sharp gaze swept across Song Yan's face as if he were about to breathe fire.
"That's right! As your father, I'll remember this for the rest of my life!"
"Don't you even realize the awful things you said back then! You really hurt me!"
Song Hailiang still remembers what happened that day.
I was so angry I almost fainted.
Because of that earth-shattering statement!
Song Yan said it himself: he likes men!
"I finally managed to mentally prepare myself to accept the fact that you like men, but as soon as the Chu family was exonerated, you immediately told me that you wanted to pursue Xin'er."
"So, I, as your father, am just a monkey you've been playing around with?"
Song Yan couldn't help but touch his nose.
He did feel guilty about this matter.
In the past, Song Hailiang would try to set him up with blind dates every few days, but he always turned them down with various excuses.
The old man was so angry he almost overturned the dinner table. He cried, made a scene, and even threatened to hang himself, saying that he was the heir he had chosen, but the old man still wasn't married. What kind of person was he?
I dare not tell the four elders about this yet, and I am helpless in the face of their urging.
At that time, Song Yan was so busy trying to exonerate the Chu family that he had no time to deal with these things.
In order to completely shut Song Hailiang up, she decided to take a deep breath and, inspired by Xu Yao, directly say that she liked men.
In an era where even heterosexual relationships have to be kept secret, a wealthy heir publicly admits to being gay—
If this news gets out, it will be enough to shake the entire high society circle in Haicheng!
After that, Song Hailiang never pressured Song Yan to go on blind dates again.
The house was always filled with a gloomy atmosphere; the old man sighed all day long and could barely eat a few bites of food.
Fortunately, Fang Yao was there to comfort him, which helped Song Hailiang cheer up again.
Song Hailiang has three sons and two daughters: his eldest son is Song Huaijin, his second daughter is Song Qinghe, his third daughter is Song Jingshu, his fourth son is Song Yan, and he also has a youngest son, Song Mingyuan.
Logically speaking, the eldest son should be the heir of the Song family.
Unfortunately, Song Huaijin's ambitions lay elsewhere. He wanted to become an outstanding painter, but he was indifferent to competition and devoted himself wholeheartedly to art. He was not cut out for this field.
Song Qinghe and Song Jingshu are already married, and their youngest son, Song Mingyuan, is a good-for-nothing who can't do anything but eat, drink, and have fun.
In comparison, Song Yan's talent, skills, and social abilities are outstanding among the five children of the Song family. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he has surpassed his predecessors.
As the heir, he is undoubtedly worthy of the title.
This gives you an idea of how furious Song Hailiang must have been when Song Yan said she liked men and wasn't interested in women.
Song Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice softened slightly: "I'm sorry, Dad, I was just too busy with so many things back then, and I didn't have the extra energy to deal with these things..."
"But look, Xin'er and I are getting along very well now. Maybe before long, you'll be able to hold your daughter-in-law while serving tea to you."
Song Hailiang snorted, but his expression softened slightly.
"Fourth brother, let me tell you this! I'm extremely satisfied with Xin'er as my daughter-in-law. If you dare to make even the slightest mistake with her, I'll beat you to a pulp without using family discipline! I won't let you off the hook! Humph!"
Song Yan snapped to attention, giving a standard military salute just like Chu Yan, his eyes gleaming with determination: "Mission accomplished!"
After waiting for so many years and enduring so much longing, today has finally come.
He was able to hold Chu Xin'er's hand and embrace her.
To be able to watch her grow up, develop her own thoughts, and make the right choices.
Do you want Song Yan to give up?
Unless he dies!
"What are you two talking about? It's so lively!"
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