Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Under the dim moonlight, Jin Yang’s profile was especially eye-catching.
Song Yan stared at him with a mocking expression. “I didn’t expect the president to be slapped by a woman? Are those guards of yours all useless?”
“The official residence isn’t good enough for you? Did you come into the mountains to look at the scenery? This place is not as comfortable as the presidential palace!”
Jin Yang pursed his thin lips and didn’t answer. Song Yan was not used to Jin Yang behaving so passively. He raised his eyebrows and said loudly, “You came to S City because of Qiu Tong. You couldn’t sit still when you heard that she might be in danger?”
“I warned you, but you still appeared in front of Qiu Tong and looked after her children.”
“Mr. President, are you interested in Qiu Tong? To put it bluntly, you like her!”
Song Yan observed Jin Yang’s expression carefully, while Jin Yang recalled all sorts of things that had happened after he met Qiu Tong. She appeared cold, but she was actually a very soft-hearted woman. Jin Yang had started paying special attention to Qiu Tong’s actions some time ago, taking her seriously.
The intimate image of Song Yan and Qiu Tong appeared in Jin Yang’s mind. He frowned and said, “We met by chance.”
Song Yan slammed the table in anger when Jin Yang did not admit or deny his feelings.
“You’ve always been such a hypocrite since you were young!”
“You always say that you won’t fight with me over anything. That you will always give me whatever I want. But in reality?”
Song Yan raised his hand and pointed at Jin Yang’s face. His eyes were filled with indignance and anger as he gritted his teeth. “You snatched everything from me. Be it the position of president or the attention of our parents, you never left anything for me!”
“Jin Yang, stop pretending. I’m not like Dad and Mom who are easily fooled by you. I’ve already seen through your true colors!”
Song Yanshen adjusted his emotions and stared at Jin Yang’s silent expression. “I’ll give you one last chance.”
“If you want me to believe you, don’t ever appear in front of Qiu Tong again. Otherwise… don’t blame me for what happens next.”
Song Yan kicked aside the broken tables and chairs, walking over to Jin Yang’s side with cold eyes. He whispered into his ear, “This time, I hope you won’t lie to me or disappoint me!”
Jin Yang felt a wave of helplessness. He had no way of explaining. Faced with Song Yan’s anger and bullying, he could only choose to retreat.
“Okay, I promise.”
After receiving Jin Yang’s answer, Song Yan turned around and left without another word.
…
The next morning, all the hooligans in the neighboring city had been eliminated. There would be no future trouble.
Qiu Tong woke the children up for a simple breakfast, planning to return to S City with Song Yan.
When she arrived at the tent with the porridge, she realized that Song Yan’s tent was empty.
Qiu Tong was about to stop a guard beside her to inquire when one of Song Yan’s subordinates took the initiative to walk to her side. He said respectfully, “Sir has something to do and will leave first. He has ordered us to escort Miss Qiu and the children back to S City. We can set off at any time after you pack up.”
“When did he leave?”
Qiu Tong frowned as she looked at the daily necessities Song Yan had left behind. She speculated that he had left in a hurry and felt increasingly puzzled.
Song Yan’s subordinate kept a straight face, his expression cold and serious. He refused to say anything else. “Miss Qiu, please don’t make things difficult for us..”