"Boss Song! Oh, I finally meet you!" A middle-aged man with a wealthy face came forward with a glass of white wine and said with a smile, "I have always wanted Boss Zhou to introduce me to someone, but he is always too busy to make an appointment. I didn't expect to meet you by chance today!"
Song Guochao still maintains a good figure despite his middle age. He smiled slightly and said elegantly: "It's my fault. I'll toast to Mr. Huang first."
Mr. Huang waved his hands repeatedly, drank the liquor first, and said with a smile: "How can this be possible? It is my honor to meet Mr. Song. How can you say that you respect me?"
"Old Huang is right. It is our honor to meet you today. Come on, let's toast you together!" Several people came over, each holding a glass of wine, and said to Song Guochao with a smile on their faces: "Boss Song, let's drink!"
Song Guochao also picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile: "How can I let you toast me? Let's drink together."
After a few drinks, the middle-aged men who were still polite when they first met became friendly and no longer as reserved as they were at the beginning. One of them said, "Brother Song, I really envy you for having two good sons. Look at the two at home. If they don't make me upset all day, I'll burn incense and pray to Buddha. You are so blessed. I really envy you."
"Yes." Another person also said: "The eldest son is steady and the youngest son is smart. One keeps the company and the other leads the family. If I had two children like this in my family, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."
"That's right. I can't even imagine what the Xiao family's banquet will be like. When you go there, come back and tell us about it so that we can learn more. And Brother Song, if we have any future cooperation, remember to think of us."
"Speaking of which, Old Song's two sons were indeed taught very well. Old Song, why don't you pass on your experience? My youngest son is still able to be taught."
The smile on Song Guochao's face gradually froze as each person spoke. Their words reminded him that his relationship with Song Xuanhe was not at all what these people thought, and that Song Xuanhe had moved out of the house a few days ago and said that he would never go to the Xiao family's banquet.
"Old Song, why are you silent?" Mr. Huang said with a smile, "Tell us how you teach your child so we can learn from you."
Mr. Huang had only recently transferred his business to the capital, and he didn't know what had happened to the Song family a few months ago, let alone the strained relationship between Song Xuanhe and Song Guochao. He just judged others by himself, and thought he would be happy if others praised his son, so he spared no effort to praise Song Xuanhe and Song Xuanlin crazily, hoping to improve their relationship.
But Mr. Huang didn't know about these relationships in the Song family, but the others did. At first, they followed Mr. Huang in praising Song Xuanhe just to test whether the relationship between Song Guochao and Song Xuanhe was really as bad as the rumors said, so they didn't stop Mr. Huang from speaking. Now seeing Song Guochao's expression, they already had the answer in their hearts.
"Hey, we're here to relax and drink. It's not right for you to discuss what the child is doing, Brother Huang. Come on, come on, have a drink."
Mr. Huang has been in the business world for many years. When he saw that Song Guochao didn't look happy, he knew that he might have said something wrong. He quickly stepped down and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong. I'll drink a glass as a punishment."
The others changed the topic with a smile, from the stock market to golf. Every topic revolved around Song Guochao, which made Song Guochao's originally somewhat uneasy mood gradually improve, and the smile on his face became more genuine.
"It's no fun just drinking here. Why don't we go downstairs and have some fun? I've booked a place downstairs to sing. Let's go and relax."
The group went downstairs and just as they stepped out of the elevator, someone said, "Hey, isn't that Xuanhe? Old Song, is that your son? Who's that next to him?"
Song Guochao paused, and when he saw that it was indeed Song Xuanhe, his good mood instantly disappeared, and the smile on his face faded.
"That seems to be... the daughter of the Song family. Her name is Song Jiani, right?" Someone recognized the two and said in surprise, "I've heard before that the second young master Song has a good relationship with the daughter of the Song family. I didn't expect it to be true."
Upon hearing this, the other people exchanged glances and stood there without moving for a while.
Song Guochao had never seen Song Jiani before, and when he saw her, his already ugly expression became even uglier.
It would not be a big deal for a man and a woman to eat and sing alone, but Song Xuanhe and Song Jiani had always been a couple that the two families had been trying hard to bring together. Most people here knew about it. If someone saw them at this time, what would happen if the Xiao family heard about it?
"Mr. Song, since we meet by chance, would you like to go over and say hello to your son? They seem to be preparing to..."
The person who was speaking stopped talking in the middle of his speech, and his expression suddenly became subtle.
Song Guochao felt something was wrong, so he looked in the direction he was looking, and his face instantly turned pale - Song Jiani and Song Xuanhe were hugging each other, or it should be said that Song Jiani was hugging Song Xuanhe and wouldn't let go.
Seeing this scene, Song Guochao now wants to separate Song Xuanhe and Song Jiani as much as he wanted to facilitate what happened between them.
Song Xuanhe didn't notice that there were a few people watching this side not far away. Today, as soon as he came out of the studio, he was stopped by Song Jiani. One moment she threatened him that he had been running the studio without telling the Song family, and the next moment she said that there was something important that must be told to him, and that he must have dinner with her.
Originally, Song Xuanhe didn't want to pay attention to her, but when he thought about the fact that Zhou Rong would lure the original owner into taking drugs soon in the plot, and that Song Jiani might have some clues, he followed her out.
However, all the way here and after dinner, Song Jiani did not mention anything important except expressing her feelings for him and reminiscing about his past with the original owner a long time ago. Song Xuanhe ran out of patience and turned to leave after paying the bill.
However, before he took a few steps, he was hugged by Song Jiani.
"Let go." Song Xuanhe lowered his voice: "Right away."
"I won't let go!" Song Jiani's eyes were red, and she said, "Xiao Yuanmu doesn't like you at all. If he liked you, he wouldn't have gone to the United States. Xuanhe, I'm the only one who truly likes you and will never leave you. We were so good before, why did you suddenly fall in love with him and hate me? Please like me, okay?"
"Not good." Song Xuanhe wanted to pry her hands apart, but she was holding them too tightly, and the knuckles were turning white. If he pressed harder, he would hurt her. Although he didn't like Song Jiani, he didn't want to hurt a girl, so he could only turn his face cold and said, "I'll say it again, let me go, or I'll hit you."
Several middle-aged men came over and one of them said, "Xuanhe, what are you doing..."
Song Jiani was about to speak when she saw Song Guochao in the crowd pause and let go of Song Xuanhe.
"Uncle Song."
Song Guochao forced a smile and greeted Song Jiani, then looked at Song Xuanhe and said in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
Song Jiani finally let go, and Song Xuanhe took two steps to the side. When he looked up and saw Song Guochao, he rarely showed any disdain: "What's the matter?"
"What do you mean I have something to do?" Song Guochao glanced at the people next to him and said angrily, "What's your attitude? I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"
"Uncle, Xuanhe didn't mean that. He just didn't expect to meet you here."
Song Jiani stepped forward to smooth things over, and the others watched with smiles, but their gazes became more subtle. Everyone now knew about Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu's affair, but Song Jiani's look at this moment was like a girlfriend protecting her boyfriend, intimate but protective.
Song Guochao also thought of this, and his face became even uglier. However, he didn't have the nerve to vent his anger on the little girl in front of so many people. He could only say to Song Xuanhe, "It's so late, why don't you go home now? Come home with me immediately."
Song Xuanhe didn't know what was wrong with Song Guochao. He actually wanted to go back with him for the first time. He turned his eyes and saw Song Guochao's slightly wary look when facing Song Jiani. He suddenly understood and sneered: "Song Jiani and I still have something to say. If you want to go back, go back by yourself."
Song Jiani looked up with joy, and just as she was about to speak, she saw Song Xuanhe's receding figure, and hurriedly followed his footsteps.
"You!" Song Guochao wanted to step forward and grab Song Xuanhe, but there were too many people here, and he couldn't bring himself to do it, so he could only curse in a low voice: "Asshole."
The others seemed not to have noticed Song Xuan's indifference towards Song Guochao, nor did they hear what Song Guochao said. They all said with a smile, "Come on, let the child play if he wants to. Let's go sing."
Song Guochao knew that if he left now, he would probably become their laughing stock in the blink of an eye, so he forced a smile on his face and said, "Children nowadays are more rebellious than each other. Let's go."
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Song Xuanhe turned around and raised his hand, motioning Song Jiani to stay where she was, and then said, "If you have something to say, tell me now."
"I, do you really like Xiao Yuanmu?" Song Jiani stood two meters away from Song Xuanhe: "You have never liked me?"
Song Xuanhe's eyes were cold, and his voice was equally cold: "I have never liked you before, now, or in the future. Besides, I really hate others pestering me."
Faced with Song Xuanhe's undisguised impatience and indifference, Song Jiani bit her lip.
After half a minute without hearing Song Jiani speak, Song Xuanhe turned around and said, "If everything is fine, I'll leave."
"Wait..." Song Jiani took a half step forward, then stopped. She asked, "What's so good about Xiao Yuanmu? I don't believe you really like him, unless you tell me... If you can only choose between your own life and Xiao Yuanmu, you will choose Xiao Yuanmu, then I will believe it."
No one answered. Seeing his back without turning back, Song Jiani's eyes became red again. She clenched her hands at her side, bit her lips until they turned pale, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Zhou Rong wants to harm you. I came to you today to talk to you about this!"
Song Xuanhe paused, said thank you, and left.
Back in the car, the system asked: [Did you come out to see Song Jiani because you heard from Zhou Nan a few days ago that Song Jiani was the only friend who stayed with the original owner when he was most unhappy. 】
Song Xuanhe seemed not to hear it and started the car.
The system muttered to itself: [It is really hard to judge your danger level... But fortunately, the mission has basically been completed. When the Xiao family's banquet is over, you will have completed all the main storylines you want to follow. By the way, why did Xiao Yuanmu not let you go to the Xiao family's banquet? 】
Song Xuanhe finally spoke: "I didn't plan to go in the first place."
[But when he called you and told you not to go to the Xiao family, your emotional fluctuations told me that you were angry. If you didn't plan to go, why would you be angry? So I think that in your heart you still...]
"Shut up."
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