Song Yansheng arrived first at Qiao Yichi’s office.
At that time, Qiao Yichi was on a call. Seeing Song Yansheng, he exchanged a few polite words with the person on the line before hanging up.
Song Yansheng was already seated on the sofa in his office, noticing two unopened bottles of mineral water on Qiao Yichi’s desk.
Qiao Yichi usually didn’t like coffee and didn’t drink much tea, preferring plain water as the healthiest option.
He would typically keep two bottles of mineral water on his desk.
Song Yansheng directly unscrewed one bottle and took a big gulp.
The sunshine in T City was particularly nice today, streaming through the window and lazily bathing the room.
But Qiao Yichi could clearly feel that Song Yansheng’s whole demeanor was dejected, as if the sunshine couldn’t warm him.
Qiao Yichi raised an eyebrow and said, "What’s wrong? Not in a good mood?"
Song Yansheng’s lips were a bit moist, his eyes lowered, not looking at Qiao Yichi, he just said lightly, "Shen Zui came by just now!"
Qiao Yichi was taken aback.
Collaborating with Song Yansheng to start the company, they were business partners, and even more, brothers and friends.
He was somewhat aware of Song Yansheng’s situation.
Moreover, there were similarities in their circumstances, as the ones they loved had others in their hearts.
But, clearly, Song Yansheng was luckier because he eventually married the one he loved.
However, he got the person but not the heart.
This relationship seemed like a beautiful win for Song Yansheng, but only they knew how much they had actually failed.
Qiao Yichi said, "Actually, sooner or later, you’d have to face this day, right? And in my view, it’s better that Shen Zui returned, otherwise, he would have remained a lifelong knot in both your heart and Shi Nuan’s. Compared to that, isn’t it better now to gather everyone and end things cleanly, say what needs to be said clearly?"
Song Yansheng smiled faintly, "Clear enough? Ending cleanly? Shen Zui left for nearly four years, and during those four years, they had no contact, yet Nuannuan still can’t forget him... I’m very much like Nuannuan, including our obsession with feelings. I left the country at fourteen, came back at twenty-one, and faced Nuannuan dating Shen Zui, and then Nuannuan becoming Xiao Chuan’s fiancée. Did I ever forget her? No, neither of us did..."
Qiao Yichi frowned, just about to speak when there was a knock on the door.
Qiao Yichi pressed the intercom and asked who it was.
Yao Ziwan’s voice came through, "It’s me... Mr. Song asked me to bring over some documents!"
Qiao Yichi pressed the button to open the door, and Yao Ziwan entered, holding two documents.
He glanced at the two men in the room, saying nothing, only asking where to place the documents.
After setting down the documents, Yao Ziwan stood up and left, closing the door behind him.
Standing at the door, Yao Ziwan sighed again.
Whatever was troubling Song Yansheng was undoubtedly related to the recently arrived Shen Zui.
The young man’s appearance was handsome, and his age quite young—could there be something between him and Shi Nuan?
Before becoming Song Yansheng’s secretary, Yao Ziwan didn’t understand his feelings much and knew even less about Shi Nuan.
Yet she felt there was a ninety percent chance.
Because, apart from Shi Nuan, nothing else could make Song Yansheng so emotionally complex!
Inside the room, the two men were silent for a moment.
Finally, it was Song Yansheng who spoke first.
His expression was light but serious on his handsome face, as he asked Qiao Yichi, "What do you think, if Shen Zui tries to reconcile with Nuannuan, what are the chances she would agree?"