When Song Jiashu saw Shen Chiyan, his smiling face instantly darkened.
He stood up and looked at Shen Chiyan coldly, "What are you doing?"
Song Qinian did not expect Shen Chiyan to come to the hotel. Fearing a conflict between the two, she immediately tugged at Song Jiashu and shielded him.
A pair of clear, innocent deer-like eyes stared at Shen Chiyan, filled with wariness.
Why did Shen Chiyan suddenly come here?
His expression was so frightening. Who made him angry?
Shen Chiyan was already angry. Seeing the brother and sister protecting each other, jointly defending against him as if he were a heinous villain, and then seeing the braised pork, fried steak, lotus root and pork rib soup, and sweet and sour cabbage in the lunchboxes, his anger reached its peak.
Heh...
How ironic!
He thought Song Qinian was learning to cook so diligently for him.
He never expected it to be for her good brother!
The disappointment of his expectations, the discomfort of being excluded, and the embarrassment after being self-indulgent, a pile of emotions converged, instantly igniting Shen Chiyan's rage.
With a cold face, he walked step by step to the table and fiercely kicked it over, spilling all the dishes and soup on the floor.
Song Qinian stared blankly at the dishes on the floor, unable to react for a moment.
However, Song Jiashu, seeing the hard work of Zhang Qiaoqiao and Song Qinian being ruined like this, clenched his fists in anger and charged at Shen Chiyan.
Song Qinian suddenly came to her senses and grabbed Song Jiashu.
Song Jiashu saw that Song Qinian's face was as pale as paper, clearly frightened.
Song Jiashu patted Song Qinian's back to comfort her, "Sister, don't be afraid."
While glaring at Shen Chiyan, he cursed, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
Shen Chiyan found Song Jiashu's hand on Song Qinian's back extremely irritating. He pulled Song Qinian into his arms.
Song Jiashu's eyes widened with rage, "What are you doing? Let go of my sister!"
Shen Chiyan didn't even spare Song Jiashu a glance. Instead, he looked at Song Qinian coldly, "Are you coming with me, or are you going to stay and take care of your useless brother!"
Being called useless, Song Jiashu was very angry, "I'm not useless!"
Shen Chiyan looked at Song Jiashu with a cold gaze and deep mockery in his eyes, "Not useless? For a mere college entrance examination, your good sister has to rush over to accompany you after finishing work?"
"I... Hmph, that's my sister caring about me. Also, you say it's a mere college entrance examination, dare you say you weren't nervous at all during your own college entrance examination?"
Shen Chiyan snorted, "In my dictionary, Shen Chiyan, there has never been the word 'nervous'. Also, I was directly recommended to Peking University for a bachelor's, master's, and doctoral program at the age of sixteen."
Song Jiashu: "..."
Damn it, he was actually outdone by Shen Chiyan's boasting!
Shen Chiyan was not in the mood to discuss the college entrance examination with Song Jiashu. His cool, sharp eyes swept over Song Qinian, "What? Does this choice make it difficult for you?"
Song Qinian knew that Shen Chiyan was angry and that it was absolutely not the time to confront him. She could only placate him, so she quickly shook her head.
She looked at Song Jiashu and gestured earnestly, "Jiashu, the room will be cleaned up by the waiter later. Study hard, and don't let other things affect you. Sister will..."
Before she finished gesturing, a cold, threatening gaze shot at her like a knife. She immediately changed her gesture, "I'll come see you another day."
Song Jiashu felt extremely angry seeing Song Qinian so humble in front of Shen Chiyan.
But he also knew very well that he was currently powerless to contend with Shen Chiyan, and he didn't want to make things difficult for Song Qinian. He could only clench his fists and watch helplessly as Shen Chiyan took Song Qinian away.
In the car, Shen Chiyan was silent. His jawline was taut, clearly still angry.
Song Qinian dared not court death at this juncture.
However, she still didn't understand. Wasn't this man in a good mood when he left work? Why was he suddenly angry?
They say it's hard to guess a girl's thoughts, but this man's thoughts are even harder to guess!
The car stopped at the entrance of a high-end farmhouse restaurant.
Song Qinian then realized that Shen Chiyan had a dinner engagement that evening.
But Shen Chiyan had no intention of taking her to the dinner engagement. Instead, he asked Gao Kunlun to take her to the hotel next to the farmhouse restaurant.
The hotel room was on the second floor, and below was a large lotus pond.
Song Qinian leaned on the windowsill, gazing at the lotuses in the water by the moonlight and lamplight. The lotuses, unstained by mud and unadorned, swayed gently in the evening breeze, bringing a sense of peace and serenity.
Song Qinian's nervous and uneasy mood finally eased slightly.
She had sweated quite a bit. Not knowing when Shen Chiyan would return, she decided to take a shower first.
After washing away the fatigue, Song Qinian felt sleepy.
Seeing the WeChat message from Song Jiashu, she immediately replied, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"I don't believe you. Send me a picture!"
Song Jiashu was mainly worried that Shen Chiyan would bully Song Qinian, and Song Qinian would lie to him to stop him from worrying.
Song Qinian had no choice but to stand on the balcony and take a selfie for Song Jiashu.
Seeing that Song Qinian was unharmed, Song Jiashu finally relented.
Shen Chiyan hadn't returned, so Song Qinian didn't dare to go to bed. She sat in the hanging chair on the balcony, drowsy, and soon fell asleep.
When she woke up again, she was woken by a phone ringing.
She suddenly opened her eyes and met Shen Chiyan's cold, dark eyes and his exquisite, handsome face.
His hands were on the armrests of the hanging chair, leaning over to look at her. They were very close.
Song Qinian's breath hitched, and her heart leaped.
The smell of alcohol on him was strong, indicating he had drunk a lot.
Shen Chiyan always went crazy when he was drunk, and Song Qinian was somewhat afraid of him when he was drunk.
What was he… going to do?
Seeing Song Qinian staring at him intently, Shen Chiyan's throat moved slightly, and his brow furrowed, "What are you looking at?"
Song Qinian looked at Shen Chiyan's pocket and cautiously gestured with her small hand, "Someone is calling you!"
"I'm not deaf, do I need you to remind me?"
Shen Chiyan stood up, took out his phone, and glanced at it. It was a call from Lin Qiutong.
He gave Song Qinian a faint glance and then answered the phone in front of her, "Qiūqiū..."
Hearing Shen Chiyan gently call Lin Qiutong's name, Song Qinian felt a sourness and fullness in her chest.
"A'yan, are you home? Was work busy today?"
"It was alright. How about you? How was your rehabilitation today?"
"I can already walk for five minutes. Isn't that amazing!"
"Amazing, Qiūqiū, you're great."
They talked back and forth, sweetly and intimately. Song Qinian couldn't bear to listen and got up to leave the balcony, but Shen Chiyan forcefully pushed her back onto the hanging chair.
He warned her with his lips, "Listen to me!"