Chapter 37 Chapter 37 I can't help wanting to get closer
The banquet officially began with Song Yuqiao's arrival.
The atmosphere of the entire banquet changed. Countless people came for him. Even when he left for a short while, everyone kept their eyes on the Song family, secretly hoping that he would come back.
Song Yuqiao did not agree to go on stage to speak, so Song Boqian had to go on stage himself. He gave a speech, describing the hardships of the reunion between father and son, and almost burst into tears, which won sighs and congratulations from the audience.
However, as soon as he got off the stage, his face flushed, and he took Song Yuxuan to visit other distinguished guests with similar family background to the Song family. When he saw that it was almost time, he quietly pulled Song Yuxuan to the corner terrace.
"Yuxuan, you'll graduate in a year, so it's time to get some experience in the company."
Song Yuxuan was stunned, his peach blossom eyes drooping slightly, "Father, I'm an Omega. Won't it be criticized if I interfere in the company's affairs?"
Song Boqian smiled with satisfaction, then quickly stopped, disapproving, "What kind of talk is that? What era is this? What can an Alpha do? An Omega can do it too. Your eldest brother started getting involved in the Song family business right after he entered university. Even though you're a little late now, don't worry. I'll take care of everything."
Song Yuxuan hesitated.
Song Boqian said earnestly, "Such a large group cannot rely on just your brother alone."
He glanced at his youngest son meaningfully, "Yuxuan, as Yuqiao's younger brother, you must also learn to share your brother's worries."
A hint of determination and ruthlessness flashed in Song Yuxuan's lowered eyes. He raised his head, his eyes filled with deep gratitude. "Okay, I'll try my best. Thank you for your teachings, father! I don't know much about company affairs, so please give me more guidance."
Song Boqian smiled warmly and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, you are smart, and with me here, in less than two years, you will be even more capable than your elder brother."
Song Yuxuan curved his lips into a smile, his eyes full of anticipation for the future.
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The rough scene that Song Jianan had expected did not happen.
Song Yuqiao's hand fell on the edge of the bandage on the back of his neck. The gauze that was originally bandaged neatly was rubbed out of place, and the edge was slightly raised. Fortunately, it was pressed down by the collar of his shirt and did not fall off.
He felt the stickiness of sweat on his fingertips, and without moving his eyebrows, he pressed down gently.
Song Jianan opened his eyes and frowned slightly. He felt a slight itchy pain on the back of his neck. He didn't press on the wound, so it wasn't very painful, but it was uncomfortable too.
But he didn't dare to say anything, and subconsciously felt that it was best to go along with Song Yuqiao now.
"If I don't come, does Jiajia plan to ignore her wound and not care if the gauze falls off or the wound is rubbed?"
Song Yuqiao said in a light tone.
Song Jianan quietly raised his eyes to check his expression, and seeing that he looked normal and looked into his eyes calmly, his heart settled down.
He secretly guessed that since Song Yuqiao didn't look angry, he probably wouldn't make things difficult for him.
His dark eyeballs rolled around, and just in case, he stretched out his arms to hug Song Yuqiao's waist, put his cheek against his broad chest, and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Brother, I know I was wrong, but I definitely didn't mean to ignore the wound. I just didn't notice it. I will definitely pay more attention next time."
Song Jianan even tilted his head back to kiss him, first his thick Adam's apple, then moving upwards to kiss his chin and his lips, kissing him randomly and without any rules.
Instead, Song Yuqiao held the back of his head and kissed him fiercely and angrily until he felt dizzy.
There was a knock on the door, and Song Yuqiao reluctantly let him go.
Song Jianan's eyes were red from crying, his lips were rosy, and his eyes were blurred from being kissed. He looked at people with his wet eyes, making people fascinated by his expression.
Song Yuqiao's eyes darkened. She pecked him on the lips before getting up, straightening her clothes, and preparing to open the door.
Song Jianan only noticed his abnormality when he stood up. Her face flushed again and she tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Song Yuqiao looked at him.
Song Jianan's eyes wandered, "Isn't it a bad idea for you to just go out like this?"
"Um?"
Song Jianan bit his lip, made up his mind, and pointed at his tent standing proudly.
Song Yuqiao glanced along the line of his finger, as if not noticing his red, blood-red ears, and asked softly, "What should we do then?"
Song Jianan gently pulled him back and stood up, "I'll go open the door."
As he took a step forward, a force came from his wrist, and he suddenly threw himself into Song Yuqiao's arms.
He looked up in panic, his eyes suddenly widened as he met Song Yuqiao's gaze. His eyes, with light-colored pupils, were calm and peaceful.
However, Song Yuqiao grabbed his hand and rubbed it seemingly casually.
Song Jianan quickly raised his head and his face flushed.
Song Yuqiao let go of his hand at this moment, and glanced at his face, "How can Jiajia open the door and meet people like this?"
"I'll go."
Song Jianan pushed him away, turned around and threw himself on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice: "Whatever you want."
He was obviously thinking about Song Yuqiao out of kindness. If someone saw Song Yuqiao like that, wouldn't he be so embarrassed?
But Song Yuqiao deliberately teased him.
It’s so bad!
He should never bother with his words again next time!
Song Yuqiao only opened the door a crack, hurriedly took the medicine from the assistant's hand, slammed the door shut, and without saying a word, the assistant's mouth, which had just opened, closed behind the door.
Song Jianan rubbed slightly on the bed, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he was too embarrassed to do anything else, so he could only wait silently for the pain to go away.
Then, a light sound of footsteps was heard, and Song Yuqiao came over and put the bag on the bedside.
Song Jianan quickly turned his head and faced Song Yuqiao with the back of his head.
Song Yuqiao's voice sounded behind him: "Jia Jia, lie down, I will help you change the medicine."
Song Jianan suddenly felt guilty and lay down properly, revealing the crooked gauze on the back of his neck.
All the messy thoughts disappeared during the dressing change process.
After re-bandaging the wound, Song Jianan lay limp on the bed, not wanting to move at all.
Every time he changed the dressing, he couldn't help but feel resentment towards Song Yuqiao, but tonight he was a little reluctant to think so.
He quietly looked up at Song Yuqiao who was packing up medical tools, and couldn't help wanting to get closer to him, but he looked away before Song Yuqiao looked over.
He felt a little panicked and confused, not knowing what was wrong with him.
Song Yuqiao suddenly asked: "Jia Jia, do you want to take a shower?"
Song Jianan was stunned for a moment. He had been busy all day and was drenched in sweat. It was time for a shower, but this was in a hotel...
His clothes are still in the locker in the staff lounge.
He shook his head and said, "Go home and wash it."
Song Yuqiao sat down beside him, his tall figure like a mountain pressing down, with the light behind him, and a dark blanket enveloped Song Jianan.
Song Jianan couldn't see his expression clearly, he just saw him looking at him.
"But Jiajia smells like someone else again."
"Exactly the same as last time."
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