Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

Inside the speeding black Lincoln.

Song Yuning glanced sideways at the man who sneaked into the car.

"...Why did you follow me again? Aren't you afraid that my aunt will find out and beat you up?"

"No one will notice. I have arranged everything."

Song Zhe pressed down the brim of his black baseball cap, took out a mask and put it on, covering himself tightly.

"…It's not necessary to cover it up like this."

Song Zhe's exaggerated outfit made Song Yuning frown.

"You don't understand. We're bound to run into a lot of acquaintances at the Zhou family's place. I'm just being safe."

Song Yuning shrugged, "OK, you are happy."

It was afternoon then, and Song Yuning calculated the time and would arrive at the Zhou family's seaside villa in about half an hour.

She was just about to close her eyes for a while.

"Ugh--"

Song Zhe suddenly sighed for no reason, and she had to open her eyes and look at him again.

"what happened again?"

Song Zhe hung his head, seeming to be very distressed.

"...I heard that the Xie family wants to marry Qingqing off."

Song Yuning was a little surprised when she heard that. "Get married? Didn't you say her condition is still not very good? How can she get married when she can't even leave the house?"

"The economy has been in a downturn in recent years, and the Xie family's business has become increasingly difficult. Uncle Xie wants to recruit a son-in-law. He mentioned this to me the last time I went there... But, as you know, my parents..."

"It's easier to talk to my uncle and aunt, but it's mainly my grandfather. He won't agree."

Song Zhe muttered "hmm" and then added, "But I can't just watch Qingqing marry someone else. Besides, she is in such a bad condition now, how can she get married? Isn't this pushing her to death?"

"Yeah, that's true. So what are you going to do?"

Song Yuning couldn't think of any good solution. Even if she tried to persuade her grandfather, it would probably have little effect.

Song Zhe was silent for a while, then looked up and said, "I'm going to bring Qingqing out."

"Ah??? Where are you taking her? You can't take her home, right? That won't do. Grandpa is too old to stand you tossing him around like that."

Song Yuning shook her head repeatedly.

Song Zhe added, "No, I won't take it home for the time being. It's just... I still need your help with this matter."

He stared at Song Yuning with burning eyes, which made Song Yuning feel overwhelmed.

"Uh...how can I help? Don't forget that Xie Qingqing almost killed me before."

Song Zhe sighed and called out, "Sister..."

"I know she has wronged you before. She was wrong, so now she is suffering the consequences of her own actions. Please help me for my sake! Please, sister!"

Song Zhe pulled Song Yuning's suit sleeve and begged.

She didn't say anything, so he kept begging.

Song Yuning thought for a long time with a calm look in her eyes, and finally gave in to his annoyance. "Okay, I give in. Do you want her to live in my nursing home?"

Song Zhe nodded, "You are the best, sister. Your place is the best place for recuperation. It is just right for her to live there. Maybe she will get better after a while."

Song Yuning was helpless, "It's a small problem for her to go there. I'm worried about you now..."

Song Zhe was puzzled, "Why are you worried about me?"

"You know what your uncle and aunt are thinking, right? I'm not speaking for them, but... you should really consider their thoughts. It would be fine if Xie Qingqing's future situation gets better, but what if it doesn't? Three years, five years? Are you going to keep wasting time like this?"

"Sometimes, people have to learn to look forward..." Song Yuning advised earnestly.

Song Zhe lowered his head and said nothing.

After a long while, he said, "You're only talking about me, what about you?"

"Ji Zihan should be here tonight."

Song Yuning was speechless for a moment when he asked this.

She cleared her throat unnaturally, "Well, let's talk about your business. Why are you dragging me down? My child is already so old."

Song Zhe glanced at her indifferently, "The child is the child, and you are you. I heard from my mother that a few days ago at the horse farm, there was a man with a stinky face. I guess it was Ji Zihan."

Song Yuning curled her lips, "It was an accident, a real accident."

"Was Hanhan there that day too?" Song Zhe asked again.

"Hmm..." Song Yuning scratched his head awkwardly.

"My biological father is right in front of me, but my niece doesn't know anything yet. You said you are responsible for this matter. I think this matter is not over yet. But it is also true that as long as people are alive, this matter will never be settled."

"Don't you think so?" Song Zhe turned his head and asked her again.

Different from the light-hearted banter in the past, there was a hint of bitterness and complexity in Song Zhe's eyes, and Song Yuning even felt that it was a little unlike him for a moment.

But she didn't know what Song Zhe wanted to express. He was originally talking about his relationship with Xie Qingqing, but now he was going too far and had even reached the level of philosophy of life.

Song Yuning had no choice but to say, "Maybe, I can't say for sure."

……

As night fell and the waves surged, the car finally arrived at the Zhou family villa.

Song Zhe said goodbye in a hurry. Song Yuning stood outside the courtyard gate covered with flowers and balloons, staring at his back in a daze for a long time.

Although she had already told the people at the nursing home, she was still a little worried that her family would know about it...

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, she felt a weight on her waist and a warm feeling approached from behind. At the same time, Song Yuning was startled by a low, magnetic male voice coming from behind her.

But she quickly reacted and jumped forward like a frightened rabbit.

Turning his head with anger——

It was indeed that annoying iceberg face.