329: Chapter 318: Bickering 329: Chapter 318: Bickering Indeed, no sooner had Mr.
Li finished his meal than he had his secretary come to the villa to summon me.
Looking at the old man’s secretary, Song Yun rubbed his temples with annoyance.
Li Yueyue, that little minx, seemed to have known about this already.
Thus, she had locked herself in her room and essentially sold me out; truly inconsiderate.
“Secretary Tai, why does Mr.
Li need me when he’s so busy with thousands of matters?” Song Yun asked with a forced smile on his face.
“I don’t know, Mr.
Li was very angry today after hearing what some people said, and he asked me to invite Mr.
Song to the Li Family to chat,” Secretary Tai, who was quite familiar with Song Yun, said.
However, being just a secretary, he couldn’t meddle in the affairs of the Li Family, so he conveyed his message subtly.
After hearing this, Song Yun shook his head.
Mr.
Li was too old to be enraged by such a trivial matter; it was probably just to appease the rest of the Li Family—after all, taking a stance and not taking one were two entirely different concepts.
“Did Mr.
Li not mention taking Li Yueyue back to the Li family?” He certainly wasn’t foolish enough to shoulder such a burden by himself.
He’d have to pull someone down with him before his last breath.
“He did mention it, so we must get the young lady out.
It’s getting late, and we might still make it for lunch,” Secretary Tai said, glancing at his watch.
“When we go to the Li Family, make sure not to act up.
After all, old people are like children; just appease him and everything will be fine, as long as you don’t talk back, Mr.
Li will surely cover up the matter.”
“Thank you, Secretary Tai, we should have dinner together soon,” Song Yun said gratefully.
Regardless of whether his words were helpful, Secretary Tai’s willingness alone was enough to be thankful for.
Secretary Tai nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.
He was only in his forties—a time of strength and vigor.
He couldn’t possibly spend his life as a secretary; after Mr.
Li’s death or once Mr.
Li was willing to provide guidance, he would be assigned to a local position.
Having served Mr.
Li for over a decade, the old man would not simply discard him.
If he were to aspire for a higher position, he would still need friends’ help, and there was no harm in doing a favor for Song Yun, a young man with great influence.
“Secretary Tai, are you going to be reassigned in a couple of years?”
“There’s still time.
It all depends on what Mr.
Li decides,” Secretary Tai sighed.
“When the time comes, I’ll need a lot of help from you, Brother Song.
After all these years as Mr.
Li’s secretary, I hardly know what’s happening outside.
Blundering into a new position might not be a good thing.”
“No problem, whenever you need help, just say the word,” Song Yun said with a smile.
Gaining an ally was far better than adding an enemy.
If the upper echelons in Sunan were his allies, his position here would be as solid as iron.
“Miss, Mr.
Li has sent me to take you home,” Secretary Tai said firmly, knocking on Li Yueyue’s door.
“Uncle Tai, I really don’t want to go back.
Did those people speak ill of me to Grandpa?
I knew I shouldn’t have let them off so easily,” Li Yueyue muttered, closing her laptop and opening the door.
“Miss, it’s not them; your grandfather himself gave the order.
It’s not just you; even Song Yun has to come with me,” Secretary Tai explained, sitting opposite Li Yueyue.
“This matter can be seen as big or small; Mr.
Li only wants an explanation.
Even if you both get scolded by him, what’s the worst that can happen?
It won’t kill you.”
Secretary Tai appreciated Li Yueyue.
Despite her young age, she already had the capability to handle affairs.
With a couple more years of experience, it wouldn’t be hard to imagine her becoming a prominent figure in the Li Family.
That’s why Secretary Tai sincerely liked this hardworking girl.
Although he was just Mr.
Li’s secretary, after so many years, he had essentially become the steward of the Li Family, dealing with all manner of minor matters.
“Ah, Uncle Tai, they’ll definitely speak ill of me if I go back.
Can’t you just tell Grandpa you couldn’t find me?” Li Yueyue pleaded, holding onto Secretary Tai’s arm.
“You, always so headstrong since you were little.
Where can you hide?
Even if you don’t go back, do they speak any less ill of you behind your back?
Listen to Uncle Tai, come back with me obediently.
I need to explain to Mr.
Li,” Secretary Tai said with a smile.
“Okay, but Song Yun must come with me.
I can’t suffer alone; I need to drag him to the Li Family first,” Li Yueyue pouted unhappily.
Honestly, if not for this matter, she’d only go back two or three days a month at most simply because she didn’t want to see the displeased faces of her relatives.
After Li Yueyue packed up, she stepped out and poked Song Yun’s cheek, laughing, “Are you constipated?”
“You’re the one who’s constipated.
Just thinking of your aunts makes me annoyed,” Song Yun turned his head and said helplessly.
“This time, you have to speak well for me in front of Grandpa.
I don’t want to be locked up at home every day,” Li Yueyue pleaded, holding Song Yun’s arm.
Now that everyone was ready, all that was left was to head to the Li Family.
On the way there, Li Yueyue proposed countless possibilities to Song Yun, all of which he rejected.
He might look handsome and distinguished, but he certainly wouldn’t engage in a fight without speaking first.
If Mr.
Li saw that, he’d probably skin him alive.
Once they arrived at the old house, Secretary Tai got out of the car and told the two, “Don’t stop whatever the others may mock you for.
Ultimately, what Mr.
Li says counts in this house.
As long as Mr.
Li doesn’t pursue it, everything can be smoothed over.”
After saying this, Secretary Tai straightened his clothes and walked inside, while Song Yun and Li Yueyue followed dejectedly, looking as deflated as frostbitten eggplants.
Once inside, just as Secretary Tai had said, the various aunts descended upon them wagging their fingers and pointing.
Song Yun didn’t mind; he shrugged it off—what could they do to him, thick-skinned as he was?
However, Li Yueyue was different.
Proud and hot-tempered, she rolled up her sleeves and started arguing with the relatives.
True to her form, she could spar verbally with Song Yun for hundreds of rounds without tiring, and she effortlessly suppressed her relatives’ retorts.
“Li Yueyue, you’re too presumptuous,” one of the women scolded, pointing at her.
“I am your third aunt; do you talk to your aunt this way?”
“So you remember you’re my third aunt,” Li Yueyue retorted disdainfully.
“Who was it who just called me a nasty name?
Besides, clear accounts make good friends.
When do you plan to pay back the 300,000 you owe my sister?
I’ve calculated the principal and interest for you, 350,000.
If I don’t see this money by the day after tomorrow, I’ll make a scene at your workplace.”