小少呦萝粉国产

It has to be said that Wen Shu looked just like a mascot, but when it came to the actual rehearsal, his entire demeanor changed drastically.

Even the old master was somewhat moved after watching the whole process.

Soon, the day came when the construction of the ancestral shrine was completed. The new shrine covered an area of over four hundred square meters, and the grand hall looked bright and majestic.

"Son, has Siyi still not contacted you all?"

Bai Qiu asked casually after touring the ancestral shrine.

Song Yun didn\'t even want to bring up this matter now; he had acted rashly before, allowing his family to go ahead with it. But on reflection, it was such an injustice to Yuan Siyi.

After all, she was an unmarried woman, setting aside whether she had any special affection for him, the public opinion alone was unbearable.

The idle gossip and various invectives, taken to heart, could crush a person.

"Mom, let\'s not talk about this matter. Even if Siyi agreed, how would we explain it to Qing Qing\'s parents? How could we explain it to Siyi\'s mother? We\'ve thought about this problem too lightly."

Song Yun said gravely, "Moreover, there are countless eyes on me right now, waiting for me to slip up so they can strike as a group. I really can\'t afford to think about anything else at this critical juncture."

"What, are those people from Magic Capital misbehaving again?"

Song Yun rubbed his temples with a headache.

Recently, he had thoroughly investigated which companies had stabbed him in the back during the period of his disappearance.

But the deeper he dug, the more unsettling it felt.

This was not something one or two people could achieve.

Moreover, the interweaving of various forces and the alliances formed by those with ulterior motives made it difficult for Song Yun to deal with the traitors without encountering all kinds of problems.

"Son, although Magic Capital is a place of economic development, have you forgotten what our Hua Country\'s foundation is?"

His mother\'s words awakened him as if from a dream. Song Yun suddenly realized that Hua Country had always been primarily bureaucratic down the ages, and what Magic Capital wanted was only economic stability. If he could think from another angle, those people\'s alliances were simply vulnerable.

Interpersonal relationships are about interest, satisfying one side while suppressing another—that is the true path to power!

Song Yun hurriedly left; Bai Qiu sighed deeply as she watched her son\'s retreating figure.

After returning to the city from his hometown, Song Yun made calls to many people. Within a few short hours, he had all his arrangements in place.

He sat in the chair in his study, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag. The thick smoke rose and then faded to transparency, which wasn\'t it a sign of the impending doom some people were about to face!

"Husband, Siyi is here!"

Ye Qingqing burst through the door, coughing several times from the smoke that choked her.

Song Yun hurriedly extinguished the cigarette and opened the window to ventilate. Since learning that his wife was pregnant, he rarely smoked at home, and today it was just an indulgence to reward himself for his busy work.

"Smoke less, it\'s bad for your health."

Ye Qingqing didn\'t say anything about forcing her husband to quit smoking because she knew it was hard for a man outside, needing to care for the family\'s emotions and earn money to support a big household. But this deep burden always required an outlet.

"Heh, one of these days I\'ll quit it," Song Yun replied with an apologetic smile, standing behind Ye Qingqing massaging her shoulders. During pregnancy, a woman\'s body tended to swell unpredictably, and even though Song Yun was a medical expert, he didn\'t dare to use medicine rashly and could only resort to frequent massages to promote blood circulation.

"Si Yi is waiting downstairs. Do you want to go down or should I call her up?" Ye Qingqing asked softly.

"This..."

Song Yun was a little embarrassed.

Seeing the look on her husband\'s face, Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes at him and turned to leave.

Within a few minutes, Yuan Siyi came up the stairs slowly, with her head bowed and taking small steps.

The two entered the study room. Yuan Siyi kept her head down and remained silent, and Song Yun also didn\'t know how to start the conversation.

Almost half an hour passed like this. Song Yun cleared his throat twice and said lightly, "Si Yi, these are all their random suggestions. Don\'t feel any psychological pressure. Just pretend Qingqing\'s words were never said."

"Ah..."

"I have thought a lot these days, and if we really do what they suggested, the consequences might be too much for a young girl like you to bear. So put your mind at ease, keep living your life, keep working, and when you truly find someone you like one day, I will also bless you."

Upon hearing Song Yun\'s words, Yuan Siyi didn\'t speak, but felt a warmth in the corner of her eyes as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Song Yun, not knowing how to handle the situation, took a few tissues and stood by Yuan Siyi\'s side, saying, "Don\'t cry, don\'t cry. If there\'s anything you want to say, just say it. We\'re all family here."

"Do you... do you dislike me..." Yuan Siyi asked with a choked voice. After asking, her emotions became even more agitated, forcing Song Yun to wipe away her tears that kept flowing.

"Actually... I really like you. I\'ve liked you since we were little, but after we met again, I knew I wasn\'t worthy of you... So I could only keep these feelings hidden in my heart..."

Yuan Siyi, while crying, spoke intermittently, "Song Yun, I like you—not from the standpoint of a little sister, but as a woman. I\'m telling you, I like you!"

This feeling was too heavy; even if there were thousands of love words in the world, none of them would be as sincere as a woman\'s tears.

Song Yun embraced Yuan Siyi\'s shoulders, gently patting her back to console her.

"But I have a request..."

"Tell me, if I can fulfill it, I definitely will."

"I... I don\'t need a wedding, nor do I need a status. Just being by your side every day is enough for me!"

Song Yun looked at her in astonishment. What did she mean by this?

Yuan Siyi wiped her own tears and, once she had calmed down a bit, said, "When Qingqing married you, there was no wedding, and given your status now, it\'s not easy to be too high-profile, so we should keep things simple. I\'m not after anything from you; let\'s just live our lives peacefully."

Song Yun sighed, feeling that the girls by his side always considered their partner\'s feelings, making him seem like a jerk.

But, jerk or not, since it had come to this, he couldn\'t possibly refuse, then let Yuan Siyi find another love and marry off.

"Are you sure about this?"

Yuan Siyi didn\'t answer, but instead cupped Song Yun\'s face, closed her eyes, and kissed him.

In Song Yun\'s heart, Yuan Siyi had always been a playful, cute, lively girl-next-door. He never expected the somewhat shy Yuan Siyi to be so proactive for love.

When they finally parted after a long time, Yuan Siyi had used up all her courage at that moment. Her mind was blank, and she just felt her cheeks burning.

"Silly goose."

Song Yun smiled and rubbed the top of Yuan Siyi\'s head.

"I\'m not silly. I\'ve made the smartest decision of my life!" Yuan Siyi said, wrinkling her nose affectionately.