Chapter 74 Song Yan is also going to the capital.

Chapter 74 Song Yan is also going to the capital.

Lin Shuangyu dared to say this for two reasons.

First, Song Yan shouldn't have gone so far as to question Yu Qingfang, as he still respected and feared his mother.

Secondly, she was gambling.

Even if Song Yan confronts Yu Qingfang, she won't care about Si Yuan's grievances. Instead, she'll take the blame to protect her future daughter-in-law.

Song Yan frowned, half-believing and half-doubting: "My mother?"

Lin Shuangyu tightened her grip on the hem of her clothes, but forced a calm expression on her face, even putting on a slightly aggrieved look: "Yes, Auntie said that Si Yuan needs to be disciplined, otherwise she will still have inappropriate thoughts in the future."

She paused deliberately, observing Song Yan's expression: "I didn't want to say this, but you asked me about it today... Song Yan, I know you feel sorry for Si Yuan, but Auntie is doing this for your own good."

Song Yan's brows furrowed even more, and his fingertips unconsciously tightened.

He understood his mother's strong personality and knew that she had always been prejudiced against Si Yuan. Lin Shuangyu's words seemed to make some sense.

But the lingering doubt in my heart didn't dissipate.

Yu Qingfang might dislike Si Yuan, but she wouldn't use such a method that would damage the Song family's reputation.

He looked up at Lin Shuangyu, his gaze turning colder: "I understand. You can go back now. You don't need to pick up the documents."

Lin Shuangyu breathed a sigh of relief, but still added, "Don't go and argue with Auntie, she means well."

Song Yan remained silent.

At this point, Yu Qingfang was already sensitive to Si Yuan, and if he questioned her about this matter, it would only make his mother more wary and resentful of Si Yuan.

He won't ask.

But he was certain of one thing.

Si Yuanzhen suffered many injustices she never expected.

Even now, knowing who did it, he still can't stand up for her.

No wonder Si Yuan blamed him.

A tremendous sense of powerlessness almost enveloped Song Yan, suffocating him and making it nearly impossible for him to breathe.

Now that Si Yuan has hidden herself away, he can't even give her an apology.

He closed his eyes and clenched his hands tightly.

I regret everything.

It wasn't until a phone call that Song Yan snapped out of his daze.

He looked over and saw that it was Zheng Qinyun calling.

Song Yan pinched the bridge of his nose, composed himself, and then answered the call.

"Hey Yan, we've got a few of us hanging out tonight, wanna go out for a drink?"

Song Yan usually refused these unimportant drinking parties.

However, since so many things happened, he, who had always been clear-headed and self-disciplined, began to rely more and more on alcohol.

So Song Yan agreed.

"Okay, I'll be there later."

——

This is a newly opened club by one of Zheng Qinyun's buddies.

Song Yan was the last to arrive.

But everyone still consciously reserved the middle seat.

Song Yan sat down, and Zheng Qinyun poured him some wine.

After having two drinks, Zheng Qinyun finally revealed the real purpose of today's gathering.

“Aren’t you guys planning to develop that Songgang project? My buddy here also has ideas. He has connections in Beijing and has made connections with the Jiang family, so he wants to cooperate with you this time.”

Jiang family, Jiang Wang?

Song Yan glanced at him, and Zheng Qinyun's friend immediately came over and bumped into him.

Song Yan sneered: "The Jiang family wants to develop tourism projects in Haicheng, but Jiang Wang himself is not coming."

The man chuckled, "I'm just a minor subordinate of Master Jiang, so this matter doesn't concern Master Jiang for now. Besides, I heard yesterday that he went back to the capital."

Song Yan moved the hand holding the cup slightly.

I haven't heard a thing.

Zheng Qinyun interrupted, "Isn't it almost the winter solstice? He must have gone home for the festival."

At this point, Song Yan realized, "Yes, it's the winter solstice."

No wonder it's so cold.

It's going to snow in Haicheng again soon.

Song Yan looked down on this man's petty gains.

"What if I want to discuss this with Jiang Wang in person?"

The man paused for a moment.

Regardless of whether Jiang Wang intends to expand his business in Haicheng, his personality alone prevents him from easily cooperating with others.

"I'd definitely be willing to do that, as long as Mr. Song mentions my name. But what about Mr. Jiang..."

“I know him well, I’ll tell him myself.”

Zheng Qinyun explained to the man, "You don't know, do you? Little Song and your Mr. Jiang were college roommates, and they even lived together for four years."

The man had a look of sudden realization on his face.

Song Yan frowned: "What kind of nonsense is that?"

Zheng Qinyun chuckled, then said a few more words before suddenly asking, "So you're also going to the capital?"

"Um."

Song Yan's brows furrowed slightly.

This winter solstice, he didn't want to go back to the Song family home, lest he feel like he was sitting on pins and needles at the same dinner table with his mother and Lin Shuangyu. He'd rather find an excuse to avoid it.

"I'm leaving. Keep looking for Si Yuan for me. Call me if you have any news."

Zheng Qinyun saluted: "I guarantee to complete the mission."

Song Yan chuckled and nudged Zheng Qinyun with his elbow.

The group drank a few more glasses.

In the silence, Song Yan's gaze grew even more profound.

The winter solstice is just around the corner.

How is Si Yuan doing all by herself out there? Is she even able to afford a meal of dumplings?

This is her first winter solstice since returning to China in five years.

——

Soon, Song Yan booked a plane ticket to the capital and went back to his old house to retrieve his belongings.

Yu Qingfang was somewhat displeased when she heard that he was planning to go to the capital: "Si Yuan isn't coming home, and neither are you. Neither of you has a child by your side. Are you planning to leave the two of us elders to spend the holiday alone at home?"

Song Yan's expression was indifferent: "Aren't you accompanied by Shuangyu?"

"You..." Yu Qingfang was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

Even the most beloved daughter-in-law is ultimately not one's own child, so the meaning is different.

"Besides, you're the one who drove Si Yuan away with your own words, how could she possibly come back?"

Yu Qingfang frowned, feeling wronged.

"Was I scolding her? I was disciplining her. Since I raised her, I have to be responsible for her. How could I just watch you go down the wrong path? You couldn't even stand this much, so you ran away from home without a word. What kind of behavior is that!"

Song Yan paused for a moment.

Then she said, "She's doing this to put your mind at ease, and also to stall until I get married. Disappearing is the best way."

Yu Qingfang was stunned for a moment.

Hearing Song Yan say that, she felt a little reluctant.

“But I never said I didn’t recognize her; it was she who disowned us first.”

Song Yan no longer wanted to refute his mother's unreasonable words.

He was also very tired.

"You want your sister to not affect the marriage between the Song and Lin families, and you also want me to think about the Song Group, Mom. So right now we're just following the path you've set."

Yu Qingfang's gaze trembled as she looked at her son, who had become even colder and more distant from her than before, and she was speechless.

Both of them remained silent.

After a long silence, it was Song Yan who spoke first.

"After I marry into the Lin family, I will not threaten Si Yuan's mother with her belongings again. I hope that will be the last time."

Yu Qingfang's expression softened: "Of course, Mom had no choice that day, she had no other option."

Song Yan didn't know if she had listened to her self-comforting words. After packing her things and handing them to her assistant, she prepared to head to the airport.

Has Jiang Wang replied?

Assistant Qi said, "Yes, President Jiang said we can talk in detail when we meet in Beijing."

Song Yan nodded and was about to go downstairs.

Yu Qingfang was a little surprised: "The food is all ready, aren't you going to eat before you leave?"

Song Yan glanced at his mother, but in the end he couldn't bear to make her sad again and again. Just as he was about to agree, Yu Qingfang said something else.

"I even asked Shuangyu to come and see you off."