When Song Yunqiang returned home, he had thought about what to say to Song Yunxuan on the way.
However, when he arrived at home, he found that Song Yunxuan was not at home.
He threw his suit jacket on the back of the sofa unhappily. He loosened his tie, frowned, and asked Nurse Wang with his thick and black eyebrows, "Isn't Yunxuan back?"
Nurse Wang answered him respectfully, "Miss Yunxuan went out in the afternoon."
Song Yunqiang was already upset because Song Yunxuan returned to Yuncheng. Now that she was not at home, he was also tired of dealing with it. He waved his hand and let Nurse Wang go.
He sat on the sofa and sighed. He couldn't understand when Song Yunjia had a relationship with Huo Jiahui.
Moreover, he didn't know whether the relationship between Yunjia and Huo Jiahui was useful to him.
He was very upset. He took out the wine from the wine cabinet and drank one glass after another.
After drinking for a few hours, it was dark. He didn't see Song Yunxuan come back, so he was drunk and forgot that Song Yunxuan had come back.
After Song Yunxuan separated from Shao Xue, she took a taxi back. Shao Xue told her why major newspapers in Yuncheng paid attention to the Song Family these days.
Since she let go of Fanxing Magazine, the editor-in-chief of the magazine, Xiao Hong, had been in charge of it.
During this time, the trend of Fanxing Magazine was very stable, and its market share was gradually rising, which was a good sign.
Therefore, all the major magazines were focusing on observing the reporting trend of Fanxing Magazine.
In this way, Fanxing Magazine wanted to stir up the topic of the Song Family. Naturally, many people rushed to report it.
These reports directly pressed on the handover of the chairman position of the Song Family, which had already made Song Yunqiang anxious.
However, she appreciated Xiao Hong's ability to handle affairs.
This made her feel much more at ease about the magazine.
On the way, she was bored looking out of the window at the night and the scenery suddenly passing by the roadside.
The way home was also very fast.
But when she arrived at the Song Family, she just took off her coat and handed it to the servant at the door. Then she smelled a smell of foreign wine in the living room.
Then there was the sound of glass being knocked down.
She slightly twisted her eyebrows and looked into the living room unhappily, "What happened?"
The servant next to her answered her carefully, "First Young Master is drinking."
"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows and walked straight into the living room.
Although Song Yunqiang was a little reckless, he was not a drunkard.
At least, during this period of time in the Song Family, he had never seen Song Yunqiang drink.
Now, he actually disregarded his image and drank at home. It seemed that he really had something on his mind.
She entered the living room and changed into a pair of cotton slippers. The sound of her footsteps became much quieter.
Song Yunqiang didn't notice her arrival. He was still drinking one glass after another.
He didn't know when Song Yunxuan came to his side.
His glass was empty, and he groped for the bottle in a daze.
Someone held a bottle of wine and filled his cup to the brim.
Song Yunqiang raises his head and drinks. When he drinks half a cup, he suddenly realizes that something is wrong. He turns to look at the person holding the cup.
Song Yunxuan looked at her and slowly raised her lips.
Song Yunqiang's expression was like seeing a ghost, and his eyes widened little by little.
Song Yunxuan's eyes were bright: "Brother, why are you drinking alone? Is there anything unhappy?"
Song Yunqiang saw her. Most of his drunkenness was blown away, and he became sober at once: "Yunxuan?"
"Yes, brother, I'm Yunxuan."
Song Yunqiang was a little stunned. He put the glass on the table and began to rub his forehead, thinking about what he should say to his sister.
Song Yunxuan didn't care what he wanted to say to her. Seeing him like this, she just called the servant next to her: "Brother drank too much. Clean up and help him to have a rest."
Song Yunqiang was helped to walk to the room by the servant. When he went up the stairs to the second floor, he suddenly turned back and said hastily: "Welcome home, Yunxuan."
Song Yunxuan smiled softly and sweetly: "Yes, thank you, brother."
Perhaps, although he said welcome home, he didn't think so in his heart.
She played with the glass on the table with her fingers, watching the liquid inside shaking and fluctuating. She suddenly smiled: "Although you are all unhappy, I am very happy."
Song Yunqiang got himself drunk like this, probably because he hadn't found a way to deal with her yet.
Anyway, even if he figured it out, he couldn't stop her.
No one in the Song Family could stop her ambition.
The night of the first lunar month was very cold.
Song Yunxuan went to bed very late on the first night after returning to Yuncheng after the Spring Festival. In her sleep, she could even hear the wind blowing through the window.
It turned cold at night, and it snowed the next day.
Song Yunxuan dressed up and went to the Song enterprise.
Song Yunqiang's expression was very ugly. The attitude of the staff in the company to Song Yunxuan was also ambiguous.
Although they knew that Song Yunxuan was the heir appointed by Mr. Song before his death, it was Song Yunqiang who manipulated their promotion and salary.
As long as Song Yunqiang was in the Song enterprise, no one dared to rashly call Song Yunxuan "Chairman Song".
Even the staff didn't dare to say the two words "Manager Song".
Song Yunxuan was respectfully called Miss Song by the staff. She was led to see all the departments of the enterprise in the Song enterprise, and she met the person in charge of her brother's department by the way.
Zhao Yang and Zhou Jian, the senior members of the Song enterprise, also came to accompany her to visit the Song enterprise.
She was well-behaved and sensible. She also got along well with the two old foxes along the way.
The two old foxes didn't mention a word about the transfer of power, but Song Yunxuan was not so sensible.
After visiting the company, she just said whatever they didn't like to hear.
And inevitably, they talked about the dinner party and the transfer of position.
"Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhou, my brother has been so busy these days. It must be for the transfer of position and the dinner party, right?"
Zhao Yang's face tightened. Zhou Jian's reaction was still very fast. He said happily, "Yunxuan, you really know your brother. He has been very busy these days for you to come back to the company."
Song Yunxuan naturally saw Zhao Yang's unhappy face. She turned around and walked forward, "In fact, my brother doesn't need to do too much. After all, I am not familiar with the management of the enterprise. After taking office, I still need your help."
Zhou Jian echoed, "That's true."
Zhao Yang spoke very little.
After a morning stroll in the Song enterprise, she went home in the afternoon.
The snow outside the window had not stopped. She looked at the snow outside in the room. Suddenly, she remembered that Chu Mochen passed her before and asked her to go out today.
It was already two o 'clock in the afternoon. He hadn't called her yet.
She had nothing else to do, so she asked the driver to drive to the Chu Family.
On the way to the Chu Family, she felt a little uncomfortable.
She retched several times to attract the driver's attention. The driver worriedly persuaded her, "Miss, do you want to go to the hospital by the way?"
Song Yunxuan shook her head, "No need. Let's go to the Chu Family first."
The relationship between her and Chu Mochen could only be said to be taking advantage of him before. But after getting along with him during this period of time in Harbor City, her mind had changed greatly.
No matter when, there was only Chu Mochen who stayed with her.
There was no other person except Chu Mochen.
Therefore, for Chu Mochen, she chose to give up such a powerful springboard as the Xiao Family.
Thinking of this, she slightly lowered her eyes, with a little self-mockery.
She didn't expect that one day she would make such a change for Chu Mochen.
Because of Chu Mochen, she even chose to take a detour to delay the time of revenge.
If she continued to get along with Chu Mochen so warmly and sweetly, would the obsession and hatred in her heart be slowly worn away?
Her thoughts drifted away little by little, but the Chu Family's mansion was gradually approaching.
The peculiar and magnificent architectural style of the Chu Family made Song Yunxuan feel familiar.
She had known about the Chu Family for a long time, and she had a good relationship with Chu Mochen.
But that was in her childhood.
After they grew up, they did not contact each other more frequently.
She got married and had children. Chu Mochen had been abroad all the time. He even didn't come back to see her.
When Gu Changge was alive, the relationship between them tended to be indifferent. But who could have thought that after she died, her soul was reborn in another body, and her fate was closely linked with his.
There was a smile in her eyes, and there was a little joy and sweetness in it.
She was willing to be linked with him.
She was not fighting alone.
There was always someone beside her, side by side with her.
He was no longer alone.
"Miss, we've arrived at the Chu Family."
The driver's voice suddenly rang.
She was disturbed and immediately came to herself.
Outside the car window was the well-manicured garden of the Chu Family, and the fountain in front of the mansion was crystal clear.
It was snowing from the sky, and the white snowflakes covered the roof and eaves.
Such a luxurious building should have the meaning of the crystal castle in the fairy tale.
She wore gloves and walked to the Chu Family after getting out of the car.
She didn't hesitate or fear because she had never seen Chu Mochen's parents.
Since she was with Chu Mochen, she would see his parents sooner or later.
She didn't see Chu Mochen before because she didn't know when she and Chu Mochen would part ways. Now she was sure that she would be with him, and it would be good for her to see Chu Mochen's parents.
She walked to the carved door, and there happened to be a middle-aged tall and thin butler and Chu Mochen's assistant coming out.
The assistant wanted to say something to the butler, but the moment he pushed the door and saw Song Yunxuan, he shut his mouth coldly and tightly bit the words he had not yet said.
The assistant recognized Song Yunxuan. Although Song Yunxuan hadn't said a few words to him, she also had an impression of him.
"Miss Song." The assistant greeted her, but he couldn't help flashing a trace of panic in his eyes.
Song Yunxuan keenly caught this trace of panic, and the expression on her face immediately became cold. She turned to ask the butler, "Is Mochen at home?"
"Childe Chu …."
Before the butler finished speaking, Chu Mochen's assistant suddenly interrupted, "Childe Chu is not at home!"
The assistant answered for the butler in such a hurry, which made Song Yunxuan feel a little strange. She turned to look at the assistant, and her sharp eyes almost looked into the assistant's heart.
The assistant felt a little numb, but he still smiled and said, "Childe Chu forgot to bring the documents for the meeting. I will come to help him."
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