0121 121 Sending off the rest of my life
As soon as Song Yusheng stepped out of the airport, Li Yihe's sports car drifted and stopped conspicuously in front of her.
She smiled and opened the car door, then climbed in, wrapping her arms around his shoulder and acting coquettishly.
"How come my busy CEO has time to pick me up today?"
"We haven't seen each other for two months, don't you miss me?"
"Yes, I miss you. Look at my dark circles, they're from missing you."
She took off her sunglasses and covered her eyes, and Li Yi leaned over and kissed her several times. The two of them giggled and joked around in the car for a while, then he hugged her and said somewhat shyly,
"Honey, it looks like we won't be able to go home until the day after tomorrow."
"What's wrong?"
"Our boss, Shen Yan, is throwing some kind of banquet for his two sons tomorrow. I don't remember the name, but he's asking all of us small business owners to go and help. I'll take you home in a bit and then head over."
He thought Song Yusheng would be unhappy, so he kept patting her back to calm her down and even took out the new bag he had just bought from the back seat. But Song Yusheng readily patted his shoulder and leaned back to sit down.
“I thought it was no big deal. Of course I should support my husband’s work. Do you think I’m the kind of person who makes a fuss over nothing?”
She said she understood, but she still took the bag, opened it, and her eyes lit up when she saw the design.
Li Yihe, who had been observing her expression closely, finally breathed a sigh of relief and touched her cheek.
"My wife is the most reasonable person."
"But to be honest, I also have a wrap party for the previous film crew tomorrow during the day. What time does it start at yours? Can I go after I finish?"
"Let's just go over there once it's over. The Shen family are always night owls; their banquets can go on until the wee hours."
"But what kind of banquet is this? His son's birthday is still a long way off."
"Who knows what it is? His son can throw a party to celebrate even a fart. Oh right, I remember now, he's being recognized as a member of the family and officially included in the family genealogy."
Song Yusheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and immediately put on a teasing smile.
"What's going on? She had two sons who are already so grown up, and they're only now being included in the family genealogy?"
"I don't understand. The Shen family's affairs are all very mysterious."
The next day at noon, Song Yusheng left home and went directly to the celebration banquet for her previous film.
In the past two years, she has gradually shifted her focus to filming in Changgang, bringing fresh energy to the local film and television industry with her huge fan base. The once lifeless sunset brand has been revitalized, and this celebration banquet can be said to have been specially held for her.
In recent years, she has become increasingly well-connected in the industry, but she doesn't need to socialize much. Li Yihe practically plastered the label of "a woman from the underworld" all over her head. People don't dare to mess with her to her face, but they always gossip about her behind her back. She can imagine what those people are saying, but she doesn't care.
"Celebrating the continued high ratings of our seventh season of 'Dr. Cheng', breaking the station's record!"
Today was no different. After a round of insincere pleasantries, no one would come to chat with her anymore, so she was happy to have some peace and quiet and took out her phone to chat with Qi Shuyao.
Qi Shuyao didn't reply as quickly as usual today, only sending a message when the banquet was almost over. The two chatted for a while, and Song Yusheng sensitively noticed the low mood in her tone.
"What happened? What's wrong? I saw the news about the explosion online, but it's gone when I click on it."
"Yes, it's the Pei family, the remnants of their old gang. They found out about Pei Yuzhou's affairs and wanted to come and blow me up."
Is it all over?
"Probably. Let's just see how it goes and take it one step at a time."
Song Yusheng put down her phone, picked up a glass of wine, and suddenly burst out laughing.
When a producer saw her smile, he seized the opportunity to come over and, with his eyes closed, launch into a tirade, trying to persuade her to participate in his new project and swindle money from Li Yi and that sucker.
After downing two glasses of wine, the dazed woman suddenly sobered up. She put down her glass, made an excuse to go to the bathroom, and leaned against the wall that was cool from the air conditioner.
She got to where she is today because of her reasons and how she got here; she didn't do it to listen to these people's empty flattery.
After returning from the restroom, Song Yusheng leaned against the corner, staring blankly at the knight statue in the opposite corner until everyone else had left and until it got dark.
She walked out of the restaurant with her small bag slung over her shoulder, took a few steps on the bustling street, and then suddenly turned and turned into a small alley.
"Come out."
She leaned against the wall, her body tilted back, but her eyes drifted to the left. Only when someone came out on the right did she slowly look over.
Before her stood a long-haired man with a stubble beard, who looked like a homeless person you could easily find in the slums. He had his head down, but he looked up and stared at her.
Song Yusheng looked him up and down, unconsciously straightening her nose.
"You've been doing this for so many years, is it really meaningful?"
The man slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and husky.
"I'll support whatever you want to do."
"I'm going to kill all of them."
"I'll help you."
She gave a cold laugh, turned around and left.
Shen Yan's banquet started at 10 p.m., giving Song Yusheng enough time to go home, change her clothes, and get ready before she and Li Yi swayed into the Shen family's manor.
She and Li Yihe held their wedding last year at this manor, a fact known throughout Changgang except to her fans.
Li Yi has risen through the ranks in the group over the past few years and has become Shen Yan's right-hand man, being placed next to the head of the group.
Everyone had arrived. The patriarch of the Shen family took his two grandsons out for a stroll and announced their official names and family rankings. It was the night Song Yusheng heard the most flattery, but she didn't look at the children; she only stared at Shen Yan.
Shen Yan had drunk a bit too much, and his wife didn't dare to stop him. She went downstairs with the children. The men at the table couldn't suppress their true nature and started talking about "work".
In recent years, Shen Yan has helped them launder some of their money and take on many government projects, earning them a lot of pocket money in a semi-legal way, which has also raised their status on the ground.
When men gather together, they drink more, and all sorts of things, both appropriate and inappropriate, come out.
"Over the years, Boss Shen has led us to live a life of luxury, much better than those people up north. We're the bosses here, living a much more carefree life than that guy surnamed Qi!"
"That's natural. We live under blue skies and clear waters; who can control us?"
"Come on, let's drink to the boss."
"But boss, I don't think that guy surnamed Qi is that strict with us. Why did you get along with him so badly back then?"
Shen Yan's face was flushed from drinking today, and he looked dazed. He followed the sound and responded slowly.
“He stole my business, so I’ll make him pay double.”
"The boss is awesome!"
"Don't even mention him, a mere scoundrel. Even the Pei family, they're no match for us. Our boss, Young Master Shen, beat the Pei family gang to a pulp and dealt with the biggest scoundrel, Pei Yuzhou. He's a hero, incredibly powerful. Even if we really go to Jingyang, that Qi guy will have to present our boss with a banner praising him for leading the way in dealing with the remaining members of the Pei family gang."
A bunch of incompetent rabble echoed him, but Shen Yan had never laughed so exaggeratedly, accepting all the flattery.
Li Yihe had already gone to the front to offer toasts, leaving Song Yusheng's surroundings empty. Shen Yan noticed her instead and raised his wine glass to her.
His cloudy eyes could only see the woman lower her head and smile shyly, but her flirtatious eyes couldn't help but be directed at him.
Shen Yan was captivated, feeling an uncontrollable heat rising within him. Song Yusheng stood up a second before him, hooking him up and leaving the table together.
Song Yusheng knew the Shen family manor very well, yet she led people to a dark side courtyard as if she were drunk. Tangled branches hooked onto her arm, a scene that she was most afraid of when she watched horror movies with Qi Shuyao when she was a child.
I don't know when I'll see Qi Shuyao again, or if I'll ever be able to watch a movie with her again.
She shook her head violently, throwing away Qi Shuyao's frightened clinging to her, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.
"Some people think they know the most about history, but they don't know anything at all."
"Little beauty, what are you saying?"
Shen Yan caught up with her, and Song Yusheng smiled sweetly, turned around and fell into his arms. The two embraced and, half-pushed and half-forced, went up to a small building in the side courtyard. It was not far from the banquet venue. When they reached the open-air platform on the third floor, they could still hear the noise downstairs.
She was instantly pressed against the railing, her lips, reeking of alcohol and cigarettes, sucking haphazardly into her mouth. Not only did she have to silently endure it, but she also had to respond to his incoherent ramblings.
"My little beauty is lonely again. Even though you know the house like the back of your hand, you still deliberately took the wrong way. Is it because you haven't seen me in a long time and want to reminisce about the glory of your wedding night?"
"Ah... Boss... don't let anyone see..."
"You little bitch, you still care about these things? You specially chose this place, hoping they would all come and watch, right? Is this the kind of manners my lady from a prestigious family learned? What did your mother teach you?"
“My mom… my dad taught me… if you do something and don’t want others to know, the quickest and most direct way is to kill the person who did the bad thing with you.”
As she spoke, she lifted herself up and bumped into Shen Yan's arms. A small steak knife slid out from the wide sleeve of her dress and pierced the man's heart, without drawing a single drop of blood.
Shen Yan's smile remained on his face, yet he also felt as if his heart had been cut open and twisted. Strangely, he felt no pain and collapsed with a smile on his face.
She also squatted down, her movements graceful as she watched Shen Yan's eyes slowly lose their light, her smile never fading until her death.
Song Yusheng raised her hand and pressed his eyelids down.
That moment marked the beginning of a new day. The musical fountain in the center of the side courtyard began to play, and the white lights on the statue of the Virgin Mary shone back and forth on her face.
Shen Yan had been away from his seat for too long, and his men came to search for him from all the intersections. As soon as someone stepped into the side courtyard, the alarm sounded on the bodyguard captain's body, and a group of men immediately drew their guns and aimed them at the dark corners of the side courtyard.
Song Yusheng slowly gathered her skirt and was about to get up when she heard a familiar sneer.
The bodyguards quickly and uniformly aimed their guns and flashlights at the source of the sound, watching as a man walked out.
Song Yusheng also looked down. In just one evening, Su Shaojin had tidied himself up. His hair was cut short and his beard was shaved. However, the suit he was wearing looked quite familiar to her. It was a style from almost ten years ago.
So that's the gardener I was introduced to before the banquet started! He really is a prodigy; he does everything so well.
The bodyguard yelled at him to come out and drop his weapon, but he just walked forward, reached the light, and quickly stretched out his hand.
At a speed invisible to the naked eye, the two men fell. Song Yusheng looked through the middle of the railing and recognized them; they used to be Pei Yuzhou's bodyguards.
The group panicked. A bullet pierced Su Shaojin's knee, and he knelt down with his upper body straight, but his eyes were smiling as he stared straight ahead.
Someone stepped forward and pressed him down, but he still raised his head and smiled at Song Yusheng above.
Song Yusheng was in a good position, completely hidden in the shadows, so the people below couldn't see her. Su Shaojin could only see her outline. He saw that she seemed to be smiling, and she raised her hand to wipe away the lipstick that had been smeared on her lips from the kisses. That was her last bit of dignity tonight.
Immediately afterwards, a blinding light shone in the side courtyard. The bodyguards instinctively covered their eyes, and when they opened them again, a woman was standing on the third-floor platform. Beside her was Shen Yan's body, which had completely stopped breathing.
All the guns were pointed at her, and countless bullets were fired at her. Su Shaojin, who was kneeling on the ground, struggled desperately, but not a single bullet hit her body. They only saw a figure in a white dress fly down from the third floor, and then she flipped over in the air and lay on her back facing the sky.
The starry sky was so beautiful tonight. She hadn't even had a chance to look at it properly, but she didn't want to appreciate these material things anymore. All she could see was Su Shaojin, who was still quite tall, buying his first bouquet of roses. He didn't dare look her in the eye. He held the end of the bouquet and gently tapped her arm with the still-wet petals, his face flushed.
Ten years later, she finally smiled at him too.
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