Chapter 141: Nan Gong Yu Gets Angry at Her?

He still remembers the first night he arrived at the Song Family, missing his parents so much he couldn't sleep and cried alone in secret.

Five‑year‑old Song Huan Yan brought him milk and cake.

The soft little hand wiped away his tears and, in a babyish voice, said, "Big brother, don't cry. My dad and mom are your dad and mom. They'll love you just like your parents. If your heart feels bitter, eat the cake; the sweetness will chase the bitterness away."

After saying that, she lifted the plate and carefully fed him the cake.

She also thoughtfully wiped the cream from his lips and asked, "Big brother, is it sweet?"

This became a memory etched into his soul; no one knows how deeply his heart was shaken at that moment.

The Song Family showed him immense kindness, giving him a father, a mother, love, a home, and a younger sister.

Otherwise, whether he lived with his father's side or his mother's side, even if money were plentiful, he would still ultimately be… an orphan.

He had lost a towering father and a gentle, caring mother.

He also knows that beneath Song Huan Yan's cool, aloof exterior lies a gentle yet passionate heart.

Earlier, while they were in the Living Room talking about how sweet the orange was, no one knew how much pain he truly felt inside.

He also doesn't know whether Song Huan Yan still remembers… that she once asked him… "Is it sweet?"

He was young then, choked with sobs and unable to speak, and Song Huan Yan kept feeding him the fragrant sweet cake.

Until he cried while eating and said, "Sweet, so sweet."

These… Song Huan Yan doesn't remember any of it at all… does she?

All these years turned out to be his solo performance, and even now… he is still alone!

He walks on that dark road with no end and no hope…

Like a… pitiful worm.

Yet… no one cares!

Song Qicheng shed tears, then laughed, and after laughing he cried again…

It's the same "sweet" topic.

After saying that, Nan Gong Yu could kiss her recklessly and claim her.

And what about him?

Besides crying… what else can he do?

But he isn't an older brother; he's just a man who loves her deeply.

So originally, he also had the right to kiss her.

Unfortunately… her kiss might be a dream he'll never reach in his whole life…?

Song Qicheng's eyes were so red they seemed to bleed.

Then a servant hurried over, calling him, "Eldest Young Master, lunch is ready; the madam and the master ask you to return to your room to eat."

Song Qicheng finally pulled himself out of the collapsing emotions, his voice choked, "Hmm, understood."

The servant looked surprised for a moment, but didn't dare ask further and stepped back.

After several minutes, Song Qicheng calmed his emotions, stood up, and walked toward the Main Hall.

The man, whose back had been hunched from pain, forced himself to straighten his spine the moment he stepped into the Main Hall…

Song Qicheng arrived at the dining room, hurried forward and said, "Sorry, the phone call delayed me."

Song Huaiguo replied, "Why be so polite among family? Sit quickly."

Ning Shuyue also smiled brightly.

The two, unaware of Song Qicheng's thoughts, were extremely fond of this adopted son, treating him as their own.

Song Qicheng's character and temperament were beyond doubt.

Song Qicheng took his seat, and everyone began to eat.

This meal was undoubtedly warm and cozy.

Song Huaiguo was talkative, Ning Shuyue considerate; the family ate with chatter and laughter, very lively and harmonious.

Compared with… the meal back at the Nan Gong Old Residence, this was far happier.

They ate, drank, and chatted for a full hour before it neared its end.

Song Huaiguo pulled Nan Gong Yu to drink, and Nan Gong Yu, being filial, drank a lot alongside him.

As the eldest son of the Song Family, Song Qicheng naturally accompanied them.

But his emotions were already restrained, showing no sign, and he behaved with great self‑restraint and propriety.

He spoke little, saying just the right things, and did not bring up the suppressed matter again at the table.

The wine was nearly finished, and he toasted Nan Gong Yu several more times.

Nan Gong Yu showed no emotion at all, remaining natural throughout, as if he never knew Song Qicheng's thoughts.

The masters' exchanges grew increasingly concealed.

Near the end, Song Qicheng set down his cup and said to Ning Shuyue, "Mother, I'm also preparing a Marriage Alliance. If there's someone suitable, could you keep an eye out for me?"

This surprised Ning Shuyue and Song Huaiguo for a moment, then they were delighted.

Nan Gong Yu and Song Huan Yan remained unmoved, merely listening without any emotional fluctuation.

Ning Shuyue happily said, "Great! You finally came around? I told you before you stubbornly refused. Why? Now that you see your sister's brother‑in‑law so affectionate, you're also thinking of settling down with someone?"

Song Qicheng's throat churned, and he replied, "Hmm."

Since then, the situation is set.

His Marriage Alliance might reassure Song Huan Yan.

"Alright, alright." Ning Shuyue quickly said, "As long as you agree, Mother will help you find a match. What are your requirements?"

Song Qicheng said, "No particular requirements; as long as it's suitable, that's fine."

Ning Shuyue blinked, thinking that this request would be difficult, but she said, "Fine. Then let's first look at age‑ and condition‑appropriate candidates."

Song Qicheng nodded, "Hmm, thank you for your hard work, mother."

Ning Shuyue said, "What's there to be hard about it? It's a good thing."

Song Huaiguo also said, "Good thing! Come, have a few more drinks!"

To this, Song Huan Yan sat quietly as a bystander, showing no sign for the time being.

Originally, by etiquette she should have said a couple of words, such as congratulations or the like.

But she didn't speak, only a hint of smile at the corner of her lips.

Mainly because Nan Gong Yu held her hand a bit tightly.

Song Huaiguo had drunk enough and needed to rest.

Song Huan Yan and Nan Gong Yu then requested to return to Yu Yuan.

Ning Shuyue said, "Alright, you two also go back and rest well."

Afterwards they escorted the two out of the Main Hall, and Song Qicheng naturally went along to see them off.

When it was time to board, Song Huan Yan stopped in her tracks and said, "I have a couple of words for my elder brother."

She felt that saying a few words at parting was the proper thing to do.

Nan Gong Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, then released her hand, "Alright."

After speaking, he got into the car first, but pressed the window down.

Song Huan Yan walked up to Song Qicheng in front of Ning Shuyue and said, "Elder brother, are you sure you've decided, that you want a proper Marriage Alliance?"

Song Qicheng was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Since it's a Marriage Alliance, of course I've thought it through."

Song Huan Yan pursed her lips, "Alright, then I'll give my elder brother an early blessing. I hope you are happy after marriage."

Song Qicheng looked at her, momentarily lost in a daze; the pain in his heart had never truly ceased.

He… will there still be happiness?

Not anymore.

His happiness has always been in her hands, never changed.

Ning Shuyue nudged Song Qicheng, "What are you thinking? Your little sister is talking to you."

Song Qicheng came to his senses, gave a slight nod, "Hmm, I will try."

Song Huan Yan also gave a slight nod, then said to Ning Shuyue, "Mother, we'll be going now."

Ning Shuyue said, "Alright, hurry back to rest; Yi Han drank a lot."

Song Huan Yan smiled, "Hmm."

Meng Changfeng opened the door for her, and Song Huan Yan got into the car.

As soon as she boarded, the man pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

This scene naturally fell into Song Qicheng's view.

But two seconds later, the car window rose…

The car started moving, and after leaving Song's place, Nan Gong Yu finally said, "Your elder brother wants a Marriage Alliance, what are his thoughts?"

Song Huan Yan pursed the corner of her mouth, "Lord Yu, do you think… I should have any thoughts?"

Nan Gong Yu's scent of alcohol was slightly sweet, and he said, "Really… you have not a single thought?"

Song Huan Yan answered honestly, "I hope he can live well after marriage."

Nan Gong Yu leaned close to her ear, kissing her earlobe, "Since when does my madam worry like this? Whether he can have a good life isn't something you should comment on."

Song Huan Yan: "...."

At this point, Song Huan Yan felt he was being a bit unreasonable.

So she said, "Lord Yu, you asked me what thoughts I have."

Nan Gong Yu replied, "Then you shouldn't be concerned either."

Song Huan Yan was momentarily speechless, then said, "Fine. I won't worry."

Nan Gong Yu seemed satisfied only then.

Song Huan Yan added, "But you're right, I can't really worry about such matters. I'm just offering a simple blessing."

Nan Gong Yu gave no reply to that.

After a moment he said, "In your heart, do you think Song Qicheng is quite good?"

Song Huan Yan thought carefully, then said, "Hmm, it's okay. Elder brother's character has never had major issues, as everyone can see."

Hearing that, Nan Gong Yu's expression darkened slightly, "Is that so?"

Song Huan Yan looked at him, "You're not happy? My elder brother wants a Marriage Alliance… isn't that a good thing?"

Nan Gong Yu said, "Then tell me, what's good about Song Qicheng?"

Song Huan Yan: "....."

"This …" Song Huan Yan couldn't find words for a moment.

She kept feeling that if she told the truth, Nan Gong Yu would become even more displeased.

So she said, "There's nothing special, but it's passable."

The drunken Nan Gong Yu seemed, because of this small issue, to press her further, "How can it just be passable?"

Song Huan Yan looked at him skeptically, "Then… you mean my elder brother is very bad?"

Unexpectedly, Nan Gong Yu, who rarely speaks ill of others, actually nodded, "Hmm, quite bad."

Song Huan Yan's beautiful eyes slightly opened, "Why do you think so?"

"It's a fact," Nan Gong Yu said.

Song Huan Yan for a moment actually didn't know how to respond.

So she simply stayed silent.

A moment later, Nan Gong Yu took her hand and said, "Huan Yan, as the legally adopted son of your family, he is equivalent to a biological son; aside from lacking blood relation, everything else is the same."

Song Huan Yan took a deep breath and said, "I know."

Nan Gong Yu added, "So, the worst and most inappropriate thing is that he developed feelings for you that he shouldn't have."

Song Huan Yan said, "I know that too. I've been keeping my distance, but after all…"

"After all what?" Nan Gong Yu interrupted her for the first time, "After all, he's your older brother?"

Song Huan Yan frowned and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Nan Gong Yu said, "Precisely because he is your older brother, he shouldn't have those feelings. If he hides them, he should hide them well for a lifetime; not showing any sign is true skill. Yet he hides poorly, half‑concealed, and still makes you keep your distance. Song Huan Yan, this is your family."

Song Huan Yan was stunned.

Did Nan Gong Yu seem angry?

He… what exactly is he angry about?

Seeing that Song Huan Yan seemed a bit stunned, Nan Gong Yu continued, "This is your family; Song Qicheng, no matter how good they are, is not a biological son. You are your parents' only daughter. In your own home, do you need to keep your distance? What distance do you need to keep? Why must you keep distance? He has already forced you into this situation, and you still say he's good?"

Song Huan Yan's eyes widened as she stared at Nan Gong Yu, her heart trembling immensely.

So… is he angry because of her?

It seems he… is feeling protective of her?

But this is his first time… it seems he's losing his temper at her?