When Song Yunxuan returned, Song Yunqiang was talking to Song Yan from the living room.
As soon as Song Yan saw her coming back, he frowned: "Didn't Mr. Chu find it?"
Song Yunxuan didn't speak. Instead, Chu Mochen, who came in shortly after, broke into a warm smile and walked to Song Yunxuan's side: "Uncle Song."
Song Yan immediately showed a kind smile and stretched out his hand to greet him: "I thought this Yunxuan didn't find you and was just going to teach her a lesson."
Chu Mochen glanced at Song Yunxuan beside him, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and there was even a hint of doting in his eyes.
He walked up to Song Yan and helped Song Yunxuan explain: "Yunxuan and I met as soon as we went out. We talked a few words outside and wasted time. Uncle, are you hungry?"
Song Yan pushed the boat along and nodded: "Master Chu said, I'm really hungry."
Chu Mochen had a very good attitude towards Song Yan, and the smile on his face kept the appearance of a polite and well-mannered child.
Song Yunxuan was not in the mood to watch him chatting and laughing with her father.
After the four people were seated, delicacies prepared by the Italian chef were served one after another.
There was a piece of foie gras that was very well cooked. Song Yunxuan took a knife and fork and took two more bites.
Looking up, she saw Chu Mochen staring at her with clear eyes across from her.
She was caught off guard, and the foie gras choked her throat.
"Ahem..."
"Yunxuan!" Song Yunqiang hurriedly handed her boiled water.
At this moment, Song Yan coughed.
Song Yunqiang paused, then the hand that was grabbing the boiling water cup abruptly reversed its direction, picked up the red wine next to it, raised his hand and handed it to Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan choked uncomfortably, thinking that what was handed to her was water, but after taking a sip, she realized that it was red wine.
I had to spit it out, but after being the eldest lady of the Gu family for so many years, I have learned the social etiquette in my bones.
In order to avoid embarrassing myself at the dinner table, I swallowed the sip of wine forcefully.
Although the symptoms of choking were relieved after that, it was because of that glass of wine that my face turned red.
Seeing that she was feeling uncomfortable, Chu Mochen reached out and handed over a glass of boiling water.
Song Yunqiang stretched out his hand to block it.
At this time, Song Yan said with a smile: "Young Master Chu, Yunxuan can take two sips of wine, otherwise I will ask Yunxuan to propose a toast to you."
After saying that, he turned to Yun Xuan and said, "Come on, Yun Xuan, pour Young Master Chu a glass of wine."
Song Yunxuan felt like she was about to become the Song family's drinking girl.
If she had been in the Gu family before, who would have dared to ask her to get up and pour wine, unless she no longer wanted the family's property.
However, when she thought about it, she also understood that she was no longer Gu Changge now.
She is Song Yunxuan, and she must bow her head when it is time to bow her head. Otherwise, relying on that useless arrogance, sooner or later she will be bruised and swollen with nothing left.
She calmed down her breathing, suppressed the feeling of alcohol from her chest, and held the bottle obediently.
Leaving the chair, he walked around to Chu Mochen's side and poured wine into Chu Mochen's wine glass.
The red wine was poured three-thirds full, and the ruby-like liquid was colorful and soft in the crystal goblet.
Chu Mochen looked at her hands and could clearly see that her fingers were clenched because of her forbearance, and her knuckles were slightly white.
Chu Mochen didn't wait for Song Yunxuan to pick up his glass, then he took the glass of wine she poured him and drank it in one gulp.
Song Yan and Song Yunqiang both looked surprised.
However, Song Yan softened his expression later and told Song Yunxuan: "Pour Young Master Chu another drink."
Song Yunxuan lowered her eyes, her eyes filled with coldness as she walked over.
Chu Mochen stood up from the chair: "It's almost time to eat. I think I should go back."
Song Yunxuan stopped and looked at him expressionlessly.
She really wanted to send this great Bodhisattva away quickly, but something was wrong with him and he actually did what she wanted.
She looked at him quietly.
Chu Mochen didn't look at her and left the chair.
Song Yunqiang and Song Yan also stood up quickly. Song Yan obviously still wanted to stay.
Song Yunqiang frowned and thought of ways to retain him.
At this moment, Chu Mochen's steps suddenly staggered and his body tilted slightly.
Song Yunxuan was beside Chu Mochen and saw him leaning away from her. She was afraid that he would hit her, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold his arm.
Then, he clearly saw the corners of Chu Mochen's thin lips curling up slightly.
She couldn't wait to let go immediately.
At this time, Chu Mochen suddenly said: "The recent cold is still not gone. Could you please help Miss Song to help me?"
Song Yunxuan looked back at Song Yan with a troubled face.
Song Yan nodded to her with serious eyes.
She could only support him: "I'll take you downstairs to get the car."
Song Yunqiang quickly responded: "How can Master Chu drive like this? I'll ask the driver to take Master Chu back."
Song Yunxuan was very glad that her father and brother didn't know that she could drive, otherwise the task of sending Chu Mochen back would have to fall on her.
She was still rejoicing, but Song Yan was so proud.
Smiling kindly and kindly: "Master Chu, since you are not feeling well now, why not take a rest in my guest room, and I will call a doctor for you."
Song Yunxuan was stunned and looked at her father.
This Song Yan is really good at seizing opportunities to create trouble.
Chu Mochen suppressed the smile on his face that only Song Yunxuan could just see, and turned around to thank Song Yan: "Then don't bother uncle."
"No, no, Master Chu, please don't say that."
Chu Mochen looked at Song Yunxuan who was gritting his teeth secretly, and smiled: "Uncle, just call me Xiao Chu, otherwise I will look unfamiliar."
Upon hearing these words, Song Yunqiang and Song Yan both felt excited about achieving their goals.
Song Yunxuan glared at Chu Mochen with dark eyes.
Chu Mochen's tone contained a smile that was difficult to hear easily: "Then please trouble Miss Yun Xuan to send me to the guest room."
Song Yan was very satisfied with this development: "Just call him Xuanxuan."
Song Yunxuan said nothing, Chu Mochen let her support him, nodded to Song Yan and walked out.
After both of them left, Song Yan sat back in his seat with satisfaction.
Song Yunqiang leaned over and said, "Dad, Master Chu seems to be really interested in Yun Xuan."
Song Yan glanced at his eldest son: "Why else would she want Yunxuan's mobile phone number?"
Song Yunqiang's calculations were ringing in his mind. Seeing that there was no smile on his father's face, he couldn't help but wonder: "Dad, why are you unhappy?"
Song Yan's face darkened: "How can a good-for-nothing girl win Chu Mochen's favor? Don't you find it strange? Yun Qiang."
Song Yunqiang comforted his father: "Dad, maybe the little sister is young and looks pretty. Didn't I say that men will always love eighteen-year-old girls."
Song Yan didn't speak, and the look in his eyes was dark, as if there was a layer of mist that couldn't see his heart.
Song Yunqiang couldn't notice the darkness in his father's eyes.
Song Yunxuan gave up as soon as she went out.
Chu Mochen also stood firm on his own: "Aren't you going to support me?"
"You use this trick that women often use. Don't you think you are devaluing yourself?"
Song Yunxuan walked forward.
Chu Mochen followed behind her.
Waiting until Song Yunxuan opened the door of the guest room, she wanted to let him in.
But he took her hand and ran behind the door.
The big hand with slender fingers pushed the door shut.
Song Yunxuan's body was pushed to the door panel by her, her back pressed against the door panel, and she had to look face to face at Chu Mochen who trapped her.
Chu Mochen is thirty-two years old, the same age as her, and his mature and steady image has always been regarded by the media as the representative heir with the best image and temperament among wealthy families.
However, no one would know that Chu Mochen had such a despicable and cunning side.
He wanted to trap the Song family's eighteen-year-old daughter at every turn.
Song Yunxuan faced Chu Mochen calmly, the frequency of her heart beating rapidly was gradually adjusted by her, and her eyes remained calm and indifferent.
"No matter what happens, you seem to be staying out of it."
Song Yunxuan looked at him: "Otherwise, what should I do?"
"You know why I accepted your father's invitation."
"I won't marry you." She responded simply.
Chu Mochen's eyes were deep and serious, and he placed his palms on the door panel, trapping her in his arms: "This is not the answer I want."
"Okay, let me give you a satisfactory answer."
Song Yunxuan's pupils reflected Chu Mochen's face, saying word by word: "I will never get married in this life."
Chu Mochen's eyes changed slightly, and his heroic eyebrows instantly frowned: "Are you crazy?"
"I won't marry."
She raised her hand to push his chest.
Chu Mochen didn't move at all, but moved a little closer, his eyes burning: "You will always marry a man in your life."
"No man can marry me."
"Then your ambition is really big!" Chu Mochen's voice was cool and a little sarcastic.
Song Yunxuan's attitude changed slightly.
She thought that Chu Mochen would continue to talk with her about the issue of whether to get married, but she didn't expect that Chu Mochen would immediately change the topic.
His words directly hit Song Yunxuan's side.
Song Yunxuan paused slightly and stared at him hard: "What do you mean?"
Chu Mochen sneered, retracted the fingers that were holding the door panel, moved them to her chin, and pinched her chin with his fingers.
She was about to raise her hand, but the man grabbed her wrist, and then raised her chin. His eyes showed the danger and violence of a man, like a sharp and scary beast. Look into her eyes.
"Song Yunxuan, you are just an eighteen-year-old daughter of the Song family. Do you think you can win the entire Song family?"
Song Yunxuan's chin was lifted and she looked at Chu Mochen with cold anger in her eyes.
"There will never be another Gu Changge in the entire Yuncheng. You'd better not imitate her."
When he said this, he seemed to think of something again. The smile on his lips gradually grew bigger, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more and more profound: "A woman like Gu Changge will not end well. Look, The man she liked threw her body into the sea after her death. She would never be able to enter the Gu family's grave in her lifetime. She loved money so much and valued interests so much during her lifetime, but she ended up looking like this after her death. That kind of woman is just a bitch who sold herself for profit. "
"asshole!"
A slap hit Chu Mochen hard on the face.
His face was deflected.