When Song Yunqiang returned home, he had already thought about what to say to Song Yunxuan on the way.
As a result, when they arrived at home, they discovered that Song Yunxuan was not at home.
Unhappily, he threw his suit jacket on the back of the sofa, loosened his tie, frowned thickly, and asked Wang Ma with dark eyebrows: "Isn't Yunxuan back?"
Wang Ma answered him respectfully: "Miss Yunxuan went out in the afternoon."
Song Yunqiang was originally irritable because Song Yunxuan returned to Yuncheng, but now that she was not at home, he was tired of coping, so he waved his hand and let Wang Ma go down.
He sat on the sofa and sighed, wondering when Song Yunjia got involved with Huo Jiahui.
Moreover, he doesn't know if the relationship between Yun Jia and Huo Jiahui is of any use to him
He was so irritable that he took out wine from the wine cabinet and drank one cup after another.
After drinking for several hours, it was already dark and Song Yunxuan was not back yet, so he was so drunk that he forgot that Song Yunxuan was back.
After Song Yunxuan and Shao Xue separated, they took a taxi back. Shao Xue told him why major newspapers in Yuncheng had paid attention to the Song family in the past few days.
Ever since she let go of Fanxing Magazine, Xiao Hong, the editor-in-chief of the magazine, has been advocating to take care of it.
During this period, Fanxing Magazine's trend has been very stable, and its market share has gradually increased, which is a good sign.
Therefore, all major magazines are paying close attention to the reporting trend of Fanxing Magazine.
In this way, if Fanxing Magazine wanted to provoke the Song family into talking about it, there would naturally be many people chasing after it and vying to report on it.
These reports, one after another, are approaching the Song family's handover of the chairmanship, which has already made Song Yunqiang very anxious.
However, she appreciates Xiao Hong's ability to do things.
This made her feel more at ease with the magazine.
On the way, she looked boredly at the night outside the window and the sudden scenery passing by on the roadside.
The journey home is also very quick.
But when I arrived at Song's house, as soon as I took off my coat and handed it to the servant at the door, I smelled the smell of foreign wine coming from the living room.
Then there was the sound of a glass being knocked down.
She frowned slightly and looked into the living room displeased: "What happened?"
The servant next to him answered him carefully: "The young master is drinking."
"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows in interest and walked straight into the living room.
Although Song Yunqiang was a bit reckless, he was not an alcoholic.
At least, during his stay at the Song family, he had never seen Song Yunqiang drink.
Now, he actually drinks at home regardless of his image. He seems to be really worried.
Entering the living room, I changed into cotton mops, and the sound of walking suddenly became much quieter.
Song Yunqiang didn't notice her arrival and was still drinking one cup after another.
Song Yunxuan didn't know when she came to his side.
His wine glass was empty, and he reached for the bottle of foreign wine in a daze.
But someone was holding a wine bottle and filling the glass for him.
Song Yunqiang raised his head to drink. After drinking half the glass, he suddenly realized something was wrong and turned to look at the person holding the glass.
Song Yunxuan looked at her and slowly raised the corners of her lips.
Song Yunqiang's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and his eyes widened day by day.
Song Yunxuan's eyes were bright: "Brother, why are you drinking alone? Is there anything unhappy about you?"
When Song Yunqiang saw her, most of his drunkenness was blown away, and he suddenly sobered up a lot: "Yunxuan?"
"Yes, brother, I am Yunxuan."
Song Yunqiang was in a daze. He put the wine 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 his appearance, she just called the servant next to her: "Brother has drunk too much. Clean up and help him go to rest."
Song Yunqiang was helped by the servant to walk into the room. When he was going up the stairs to the second floor, he suddenly turned around and said rashly: "Welcome home, Yun Xuan."
Song Yunxuan smiled softly and sweetly: "Yes, thank you, brother."
I'm afraid, although I say welcome home, I don't think so in my heart.
She played with the glass on the table with her fingers, watching the liquid inside swaying and undulating, and suddenly smiled: "Although you are not happy, I am very happy."
Song Yunqiang had drunk himself into such a virtuous state, probably because he hadn't found a way to deal with her yet.
Don't worry, even if you figure it out, you can't stop her.
No one in the Song family can stop her ambition.
The night of the first lunar month was extremely cold.
Song Yunxuan slept very late the first night she returned to Yuncheng after the New Year. In her sleep, she could even hear the strong wind blowing outside the window.
The night turned cold and it snowed the next day.
Song Yunxuan dressed up and went to the Song family.
The expression on Song Yunqiang's face was extremely ugly, and the attitude of the employees in the company towards Song Yunxuan was also ambiguous.
Although they knew that Song Yunxuan was the heir designated by Mr. Song before his death, in the final analysis it was Song Yunqiang who controlled their promotions and demotions.
Song Yunqiang was in this Song family for one day, and no one dared to call Song Yunxuan 'Director Song' rashly.
Even the staff didn't dare to say the word 'Mr. Song'.
Song Yunxuan was respectfully called Miss Song by the staff. She was led to see various departments of the company in the Song family, and by the way, she met the heads of her brother's departments.
Someone like Zhao Yang and Zhou Jian, a senior member of the Song family, also came to visit the Song family with her.
She was well-behaved and well-informed, and she had a relatively harmonious conversation with these 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 would tell them whatever they didn't like to hear.
The inevitable thing to talk about was hosting a dinner party and handing over positions.
"Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhou, my eldest brother has been so busy these days. It must be for the job handover and the banquet, right?"
Zhao Yang's face tensed up, but Zhou Jian's reaction was quick and he said cheerfully: "Yunxuan, you really know your eldest brother. She has been very busy for a few days because of your coming back to join the company. "
Song Yunxuan naturally saw Zhao Yang's unattractive expression, turned around and walked forward: "Actually, big brother doesn't have to do much. After all, I'm not familiar with the management of the company. I still have to rely on big brother for support after taking office."
Zhou Jian echoed: "What I said is what I said."
Zhao Yang said very little.
After spending the morning shopping at Song's, she went home in the afternoon.
The snow outside the window hadn't heard yet. She was looking at the snow outside in the room, and suddenly she remembered that Chu Mochen had passed her by and asked her to go out today.
It's already two o'clock in the afternoon, but he hasn't called her yet.
She had nothing else to do, so she asked the driver to drive to Chu's house.
On the way to Chu's house, she felt a little uncomfortable.
She retched several times and attracted the driver's attention. The driver worriedly advised her: "Miss, would you like to go to the hospital?"
Song Yunxuan shook her head: "No, let's go to the Chu family first."
In the past, the relationship between her and Chu Mochen could only be described as being used, but after spending time together in Hong Kong City, she had a huge change in her heart.
The only one who stays by her side no matter what time is Chu Mochen.
There is no other person except Chu Mochen.
Therefore, Ning Yuan chose to give up such a powerful springboard of the Xiao family for Chu Mochen.
Thinking of this, she lowered her eyes slightly and felt a little self-deprecating.
She never imagined that one day she would make such a change for Chu Mochen.
Because Chu Mochen even chose to take a detour to delay revenge.
If we continue to get along so warmly and sweetly with Chu Mochen, will the obsession and hatred in our hearts be slowly worn away
Her thoughts drifted away little by little, but the Chu family mansion gradually approached.
The unique and gorgeous architectural style of the Chu family felt familiar to Song Yunxuan.
She has known the Chu family for a long time, and she can be considered to have a good relationship with Chu Mochen.
But, that was in childhood.
When they grew up, the two people did not interact more frequently.
She got married and had children. Chu Mochen had been abroad and no one had ever come back to see her.
When Gu Changge was alive, their relationship tended to be indifferent, but who would have thought that when she died, her soul would be reborn in another body, and it would be closely linked to his fate.
There was a smile in her eyes, and it was rare to see a bit of joy and sweetness.
She wanted to be associated with him.
I am not fighting alone.
There is always someone by his side, by her side.
He is no longer alone.
"Miss, the Chu family has arrived."
The driver's voice suddenly sounded.
She was disturbed and immediately came to her senses.
Outside the car window is the Chu family's carefully manicured garden, and the fountain in front of the mansion is crystal clear.
Snow fell from the sky, and white snowflakes covered the eaves of the house.
Such a luxurious building actually has the connotation of the Crystal Castle in fairy tales.
Wearing gloves on her hands, she got out of the car and walked to Chu's house.
There was no hesitation or fear because he had never met Chu Mochen's parents.
Since he was with Chu Mochen, his parents would have to meet sooner or later.
In the past, she disappeared because she and Chu Mochen didn't know when they would part ways, but now she is determined to be with him, and meeting Chu Mochen's parents will be beneficial to her.
She walked to the carved door, and just in time the middle-aged tall and thin housekeeper and Chu Mochen's assistant came out.
What did the assistant say to the housekeeper again? The moment he opened the door and saw Song Yunxuan, he stopped coldly and tightly bit the words that had not yet come out of his mouth.
The assistant recognized Song Yunxuan. Although Song Yunxuan had not spoken a few words to him, she had an impression of him.
"Miss Song." The assistant greeted her, but couldn't help but feel a flash of panic in her eyes.
This trace of panic was keenly caught by Song Yunxuan. The expression on her face immediately turned cold. She turned to ask the housekeeper: "Is Mo Chen at home?"
"Master Chu..."
Before the housekeeper finished speaking, Chu Mochen's assistant suddenly interrupted: "Young Master Chu is not at home!"
Song Yunxuan felt a little weird that the assistant answered for the housekeeper so anxiously. She turned to look at the assistant, her sharp gaze almost looking into the assistant's heart.
The assistant felt a little numb, but he still smiled dryly and said: "Young Master Chu forgot to bring the documents to the meeting. I will come and get them for Young Master Chu."
"He made an appointment with me yesterday afternoon, and he still has a meeting at this time today?" Song Yunxuan gave him a cold look and walked forward firmly, "He is at home, I want to see him."