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Chapter 709: Four Shadows of Rose (4)

After that day, Pei Zhaoye seemed to suffer from separation anxiety.

When Song Yuesheng woke up in the morning, she could always see him standing by the bed with his chin propped up, staring at her.

The man leaned against the bathroom door frame while she brushed her teeth.

Even started working from home.

If you go on a business trip, take her with you.

He was also required to attend certain business occasions where he was not allowed to bring the item, as a secretary.

The other party praised the secretary for her temperament.

The original intention was to bring the relationship closer.

Hey.

At the negotiation table, I pushed the other party down to the point where they doubted their life.

After the negotiation, she still coaxed him for almost half an hour.

Not to mention "encountering" other male protagonists, she is almost losing her own life.

Therefore, after enduring this kind of life for ten days, Song Yuesheng decisively threatened to use force to send him away.

"Song Song..."

"stop!"

Song Yuesheng lowered his crossed long legs from the windowsill, and the swivel chair made a slight creaking sound.

She turned around, and the setting winter sun shone through the gauze curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on her face.

"I am not an employee of your company. I have no obligation to accompany you around the world."

Pei Zhaoye stood in the backlight, his tall figure casting a long shadow on the floor.

He lowered his head slightly, and his usually sharp brows drooped softly at this moment, like a large dog drenched by the rain.

"But New Year's Eve is in four days..." His voice was muffled.

Song Yuesheng raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you coming back the day after tomorrow?"

Pei Zhaoye suddenly leaned over, put his hands on the armrests of the swivel chair, and trapped her in a small space.

The faint scent of cedar enveloped her, and the familiar stubbornness in his eyes surged: "If you come back, there will be no chance to spend New Year's Eve with you."

His Adam's apple rolled: "The Pei family's old house has never welcomed outsiders to visit..."

Pei Zhaoye's voice gradually became lower.

"Grandma is very kind to me, and I don't want to make her angry at this time. And my eldest brother is deeply in love with Su Yutang, but my parents want me to..."

"Some of the other relatives are very harsh in their words, Song Song, I don't want you to get hurt."

"I really don't know what to do."

Song Yuesheng suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek, feeling the warmth.

She gently shook her handsome face that attracted countless celebrities and said, "Master Pei, if I really elope with you, wouldn't it confirm your family's opinion of me?"

Pei Zhaoye froze.

The sunlight cast a small shadow under his eyelashes, hiding his suddenly dark eyes.

"I originally..." His voice was a little hoarse, "I was planning to take you to see grandma first. As long as she agrees, no one else will say anything."

Song Yuesheng's fingertips stroked across his furrowed brows, as if to smooth out the wrinkles.

"Pei Zhaoye."

There was always a special rhythm when she called his full name.

"How much of your funds did your father freeze last month? How many obstacles have those old foxes on the board of directors put in your way recently?"

Snowflakes began to fall outside the window, hitting the glass and making slight noises.

She suddenly laughed out loud, her eyes curved into crescents: "It's just New Year's Eve, nothing special. I'll go to see Sang Wan as usual. As for you, just go home from your business trip as usual."

Pei Zhaoye looked at her doubtfully: "Song Song?"

She poked his forehead with a smile: "Don't be so suspicious, I do this every year. Sang Wan's parents are used to it. When you come back, don't forget to bring me a gift."

In fact, there were only two times in my memory.

But this cannot be said.

Seeing her like this, Pei Zhaoye finally nodded reluctantly.

"I want to return the gift, too."

"of course."

The moment the door closed, Song Yuesheng's smile slowly faded.

She pulled out a brown paper bag from the compartment of the bedside table. The wax print on it glowed dark red under the light.

The application for studying abroad has been stamped.

This was what she applied for during the twenty days she was pursuing Pei Zhaoye.

The purpose is to cope with the fact that the heroine in the "predicted plot" has been away for two years.

did not expect.

The actual time she left was brought forward and the deadline for leaving was increased.

Fortunately, the application process for studying abroad in this world is very simple and the visa processing time is also fast.

However, the starting time is August next year, and I don’t know if it will be possible to advance it by half a year.

Song Yuesheng confirmed from the window that Pei Zhaoye's car had left, and then made a phone call for consultation.

"Hello, I would like to consult..."

**

In the snow on New Year's Eve, fireworks bloom one after another like flowers.

Song Yuesheng leaned on the balcony railing, and the white breath he exhaled quickly dissipated in the cold air.

The phone screen lit up, and it was a message from Pei's mother:

[See? You will never be able to sit in this position! Get out of here if you know what's best for you!]

The accompanying picture shows the courtyard of the Pei family’s old house decorated with lights and decorations.

In the courtyard, Su Yutang, wearing a moon-white cheongsam, stood beside Pei Zhaoye, and the scene of their sleeves touching was deliberately frozen.

It is not difficult to guess the intention of the Pei and Su families to celebrate New Year's Eve together.

But the man in the wheelchair - the eldest son of the Pei family, Pei Mingjin's eyes were always fixed on the daughter of the Su family.

Even so, they still wanted to bring Pei Zhaoye and Su Yutang together.

It’s true… wealthy families don’t care about feelings at all.

If Pei's mother hadn't sent this message, she would have flown away early tomorrow morning.

But now...

She wanted to do something and get the money from the check that the heroine in the melodramatic plot got dumped by the rich lady.

Song Yuesheng turned and walked into the house, heated up the takeaway left over from lunch, and put out red wine and candles.

"Click——"

The New Year’s Eve dinner for one person captured by the mobile phone camera reveals deliberate sadness.

Then, she posted a circle of friends that was only visible to two people.

And the caption: Today is New Year's Eve, it's better to go to bed early.

The Pei family's old house was brightly lit at this moment, and the crystal cups reflected the brilliant light in the room.

When Su Yutang handed over the almond cake for the third time, her fingertips deliberately lingered on Pei Zhaoye's sleeve, but he only turned away calmly.

The phone in my suit pocket suddenly vibrated.

The moment the friend circle reminder popped up, Pei Zhaoye couldn't help but frown.

The lonely takeout box on the candlelit dining table stung his eyes.

Didn’t she go to Sang Wan’s house?

"Grandma, there's an urgent matter at the company. I'm leaving first." Pei Zhaoye stood up suddenly.

"Stop!" Pei's father shouted, silencing all the guests. "What urgent matter could there be during the New Year?"

Pei Zhaoye had already put on his coat, and snowflakes blew in through the open door and landed on Su Yutang's carefully groomed hair.

"The project server is down."

He lied casually, and caught a glimpse of his elder brother Pei Mingyuan stroking the armrest of his wheelchair thoughtfully.

"Give me—"

Pei's mother's stern shout was interrupted by the old lady's cough.

"Let the child go."

Grandma Pei, with her hair full of silver hair, covered her lips with a handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Xiao Ye would never leave the table without a reason."

She suddenly looked around at everyone and slammed her cane on the ground.

"All children are good children. Why do we have to celebrate the New Year together today? Don't think that I am an old woman who is easy to fool, and don't involve these children in your business."

The old but sharp gaze finally fixed on Pei's mother's face.

"I asked Ayun to use the bottle of Bordeaux you prepared to water the flowers."

Mother Pei's face turned pale, and her carefully painted red lips trembled slightly: "Mom, I just..."

"I'm tired."

Grandma Pei stood up with the help of a Huanghuali walking stick. The medals in the military uniform photo seemed to still shine on her shoulders.

In the silence of the room, there was only the sound of the cane hitting the ground, like some kind of silent trial.

The dull sound of a wheelchair rolling over the carpet broke the frozen air.

Pei Mingjin stopped in front of Su Yutang and handed her a hot towel that was steaming with white mist: "Miss Su, it's easy to catch a cold if your hair is covered with snow."

Su Yutang took the towel calmly.

"Thank you."

She didn't believe the nonsense about the server being down.

Someone must have posted something.

And that person...Song Yuesheng.

A sarcastic smile flashed across Su Yutang's face.

Why should she!

Pei Mingjin, who was standing by, saw her expression clearly, but couldn't help but feel puzzled by her unfamiliar appearance.

Mother Pei quietly left the banquet and dialed a number: "Follow the Second Young Master. I want to know who he is going to meet."

At this time, Chairman Su was pulling Pei's father to a corner.

"Old Pei, what's going on in your family?"

He lowered his voice and said, "Old friend, your family's situation... I really can't bear it..."

This sentence undoubtedly means giving up the marriage with the Pei family.

"Sorry, I made you laugh."

Father Pei was smiling.

He looked at the snow outside the window and suddenly felt that tonight's New Year's Eve dinner was more tiring than the board meeting.