Previously, every kiss between the two had been initiated by Shen ChiYan.
This time, Song QiNian took the initiative to kiss Shen ChiYan. Shen ChiYan neither responded nor refused, leaving her unsure of what to do. She was incredibly nervous, her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest.
Shen ChiYan's mocking voice suddenly sounded, "Is that all? Is that how I usually kiss you?"
Song QiNian's small face turned crimson.
She didn't know what had gotten into Shen ChiYan today, insisting she kiss him first. But since she had such a good opportunity, she naturally wouldn't let it pass.
So, she imitated Shen ChiYan, tracing his lips with her tongue before gently sucking on his soft lips.
Shen ChiYan's eyes darkened. Perhaps impatient for Song QiNian to kiss him according to his steps, he grasped her chin, "Open your mouth."
His voice was deep and seductive. Song QiNian, bewitched, obediently opened her mouth.
Then, Shen ChiYan's lips and tongue pressed down dominantly, stealing the air from her mouth.
She was kissed until she was lost in a haze. Feeling his slightly cool hand touch her body, she trembled slightly and immediately pressed his hand down.
No, this was the living room. What if Zhang QiaoQiao came out?
"Don't worry, Zhang QiaoQiao is perceptive. She won't disturb us!"
Song QiNian: "..."
Shen ChiYan, realizing his possessiveness towards Song QiNian, had refrained from touching her for several days.
Tonight, whether stimulated by Guan MingXu or due to the alcohol, the moment he saw Song QiNian upon returning home, all he wanted was to hold her, to hold her tightly.
Shen ChiYan, who had been abstinent for days, was like a wild horse that had broken free. He pulled Song QiNian from the living room to the kitchen. After drinking some water, he carried Song QiNian back to the bathroom.
During this time, Song QiNian was constantly trembling with fear, worried that Zhang QiaoQiao might see them. If that happened, she wouldn't know how to face Zhang QiaoQiao in the future.
Fortunately, Zhang QiaoQiao was likely fast asleep. Despite the commotion Shen ChiYan caused, Zhang QiaoQiao didn't wake up.
In fact, Zhang QiaoQiao had woken up when Shen ChiYan returned. The moment she opened her door to take a look, she saw Shen ChiYan pinning Song QiNian to the sofa and kissing her.
To avoid disturbing them, she immediately returned to her room and, with a lingering unease, turned on a romance film.
Silently envying others' love.
Song QiNian didn't close her eyes all night until the sky began to lighten to a fish belly white, and Shen ChiYan finally ceased.
When Song QiNian woke up again, the space beside her was empty.
She checked the time; it was already eleven in the morning.
She quickly got up, preparing to go to the company, and saw Shen ChiYan, fully dressed, on the living room sofa.
He still hadn't left?
Shen ChiYan also saw Song QiNian. Song QiNian was dressed in her usual black professional attire, but for some reason, he suddenly felt an urge to tear her clothes off.
At that moment, He GaoMin's words suddenly flashed in his mind.
No matter how many times they slept together, the moment he saw her, he wanted to pounce on her!
Was this liking?
Heh... how could that be?
Other men were animals who thought with their lower halves, but he wasn't!
"What are you standing around for? Go eat breakfast!"
Song QiNian was a bit bewildered. Was Shen ChiYan waiting for her?
Without time to think further, she quickly went to the dining room to eat breakfast.
As they were leaving, Shen ChiYan looked at Zhang QiaoQiao and said, "Have someone replace the sofa at home later."
Zhang QiaoQiao didn't react at first. "Huh? What's wrong with the sofa?"
Shen ChiYan cast a meaningful glance at Song QiNian. "Someone found it too hard!"
Song QiNian's face immediately flushed red. She had indeed felt the sofa was too hard and uncomfortable last night, but she hadn't expressed it. How did he know?
And why add that last sentence when just replacing the sofa would suffice!
Ahhh, this was too embarrassing.
Zhang QiaoQiao also seemed to understand something instantly, covering her mouth and chuckling, "Okay, I'll have someone bring a big, soft new sofa later."
Song QiNian: "..."
...
Upon returning to the company, Song QiNian felt as if everything that had happened last night and this morning was a dream.
Why would Shen ChiYan suddenly be so gentle?
Could it be that because he was too angry, he changed his strategy, wanting to persuade her to divorce him by being good to her?
Song QiNian didn't overthink it, as the shareholders' meeting had begun.
If Li NanXun were present, she would accompany Shen ChiYan to every meeting, and Song QiNian would only be responsible for serving tea and water.
She didn't know what was discussed in today's meeting. Anyway, when everyone came out after the meeting, their expressions were all grim.
Especially Shen ZhengMing, who wore his displeasure openly.
So did Shen QiWen.
Usually, Shen QiWen would always try to make some witty remarks at Song QiNian's expense whenever he saw her. Today, as he came out with Shen ZhengMing, his expression was exceptionally poor.
Seeing that most people had already emerged, Song QiNian glanced into the conference room. Shen ChiYan's expression seemed relatively normal.
It looked like Shen ChiYan had angered Shen ZhengMing and his son.
And indeed, that was the case.
The new railway project was taken from Shen ChiYan by Shen ZhengMing. However, the construction of a railway required 12 billion yuan in funding.
Shen ZhengMing brought up the money with Shen ChiYan today. Shen ChiYan cited the recent tight finances of Ding Sheng Group and the need to allocate funds to other projects, only approving 6 billion yuan. He instructed Shen ZhengMing to find ways to finance or seek investors for the remaining amount himself.
In reality, as the CEO of Ding Sheng Group, Shen ChiYan's actions were not wrong. After all, the group had more than just the new railway project. He had to manage all the group's projects and could not pour all the funds into a single one.
But in Shen ZhengMing's eyes, Shen ChiYan was clearly trying to humiliate him.
As soon as he returned to his office, Shen ZhengMing flew into a rage.
"That brat, who hasn't even grown out of his diapers, truly thinks the entire Ding Sheng Group belongs to him, Shen ChiYan? Back when the old man died, if I hadn't been hospitalized, would his father have been able to take over Ding Sheng Group? And now, when I need a little capital, I have to curry favor with him."
Shen QiWen, accustomed to Shen ZhengMing's outbursts, calmly said, "The priority now is to solve the funding issue. I'll make appointments with the heads of major banks later to see how much we can borrow, and then we can find other investors for the rest. It should be manageable."
"Manageable? And what if we manage it? This project is being held back by him. In future projects, won't we still be stifled? Will we be stifled our entire lives?"
Shen QiWen's eyes flickered slightly. "Then what is your intention, Father?"
"Hmph... I used to consider our uncle-nephew relationship. But since he has shown me no kindness, he shouldn't blame me for being unrighteous."
Saying this, Shen ZhengMing patted Shen QiWen's shoulder. "QiWen, remember this: only by sitting at the top of the pyramid can you avoid looking at anyone's face. You are my only son. Everything I'm doing now is for you."
Shen QiWen lowered his gaze, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "I'll do as you say."