Chapter 34: Nan Gong Yu Helps

Song Huan Yan took a deep breath, steadied herself, and said as she walked, "That's my problem. I'm sorry, I don't think there's any possibility between us."

Leng Jian Yue stayed by her side, pressing on, "Miss Song, a marriage alliance is meant to be a win‑win cooperation. I have feelings for you, but I also need to be myself. I can't act like a sycophant on our first meeting; whatever you say, I'm OK with, right?"

Song Huan Yan gave no reply, quickened her pace, only wanting to get home as soon as possible.

Leng Jian Yue kept following, "You don't know that, aside from me, there's no one else in this circle who's a good match for you?"

The only person whose family background and age match yours right now is me. Everyone else either has a vastly different background or a huge age gap. You can't find a suitable match.

"Oh, there's another: Nan Gong Yu. But Nan Gong Yu's age gap with you is even larger, and besides, he dated my sister."

Song Huan Yan stepped out of the restaurant, halted, and looked at him calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Leng, for worrying about me, but this is my own matter."

After speaking, Song Huan Yan lifted her foot and descended the steps; her car was waiting below.

"If there's no suitable candidate, who are you going to form a marriage alliance with? Do you intend to look for a second Phoenix Man?" Leng Jian Yue followed up.

Song Huan Yan: "...."

"Finding countless Phoenix Men is my business." Song Huan Yan finally wore a cold expression, no longer wanting to keep up appearances.

"You." Leng Jian Yue seemed irritated, but swallowed his temper and said, "What can a Phoenix Man support? Your family has only you as a daughter; it's rare for a woman to hold up a household, you still need a man to rely on. Not necessarily—do you want to rely on Song Qicheng?"

Song Huan Yan didn't bother to respond, hurried to her car and reached for the door, when Leng Jian Yue suddenly grabbed her.

Song Huan Yan frowned, shook his hand off, "Mr. Leng, what are you trying to do?"

Leng Jian Yue seemed a bit frustrated, stared at her, sighed, and said, "We haven't even eaten yet."

Song Huan Yan replied, "No, thank you."

Leng Jian Yue placed his hand on the car door, blocking her, and said, "Finish your meal before you leave."

Song Huan Yan: "...."

Song Huan Yan looked at him coldly, "I won't eat, I'm not hungry."

With a matchmaking like this, what's there to eat?

But Leng Jian Yue didn't let go, and it was unclear whether he was annoyed at having messed up or had some other intention.

At that moment, a convoy of vehicles passed by.

Facing such a domineering man, Song Huan Yan felt a bit uneasy.

Seeing he still wouldn't let go, she said, "Mr. Leng, I'm sorry our philosophies differ and the talk ended poorly; there's really no need for you to make things difficult for me."

The passing convoy suddenly stopped, and the doors opened.

Nan Gong Yu stepped forward and heard Leng Jian Yue say, "Even if our philosophies clash and you disagree, finishing the meal before leaving shouldn't be a problem, right? Does Miss Song really need to rush off without even taking two bites? You act as if I'm a virus—am I really that exaggerated, Miss Song?"

Song Huan Yan felt a slight headache, about to speak, when a male voice suddenly asked, "Anything?"

Song Huan Yan looked up, slightly surprised, "Mr. Nan Gong."

Leng Jian Yue also turned his head, "Lord Yu?"

A group of people followed behind Nan Gong Yu.

He had his hands in his pockets, his gaze cool, and said simply, "I was passing by and saw you all tugging at each other."

Leng Jian Yue said, "Miss Song and I are on a blind date."

Hearing that, Nan Gong Yu said, "Sorry for the intrusion."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and walked away.

Song Huan Yan hurriedly said, "The blind date… failed! I'm leaving; Mr. Leng insists I finish the meal before I go, but I… don't want to eat."

Nan Gong Yu's steps halted, and he turned around.

Leng Jian Yue felt a bit awkward and said, "We didn't have a very pleasant conversation, but Miss Song only took a couple of bites; I was worried she'd be hungry."

Song Huan Yan said, "I'm not hungry, I want to go home."

Nan Gong Yu's cool gaze fell on Leng Jian Yue, "General Leng."

Those two words made Leng Jian Yue release his hand from the car door.

Just by standing there, Nan Gong Yu exuded an overwhelmingly superior aura.

Even though Song Huan Yan and Leng Jian Yue both have strong family backgrounds and aura, making them absolute superiors to ordinary people.

But in front of him… for some reason, they felt like elementary students standing before the director of a teaching office.

He didn't even need to say much.

Leng Jian Yue felt a bit embarrassed, smiled apologetically, "Sorry, Miss Song, I didn't consider your feelings."

Song Huan Yan pursed her lips without replying, opened the car door and got in.

Leng Jian Yue's face was completely lost; he could only say, "Safe travels, Miss Song."

Song Huan Yan finally nodded.

Whether you look up or down, unless it's necessary there's no need to make a scene.

Moreover, neither side is right or wrong; it's merely a difference in philosophy.

Song Huan Yan also didn't want to overdo it.

Leng Jian Yue looked at Nan Gong Yu, "Lord Yu, I'm leaving now."

Nan Gong Yu said nothing.

Leng Jian Yue turned and left.

Nan Gong Yu looked at Song Huan Yan in the seat, "Take care."

Song Huan Yan looked up at him, "Thank you."

Nan Gong Yu gave a cool nod, turned and left; his bodyguard immediately followed.

Song Huan Yan took a deep breath, closed the car door, locked the safety lock, and finally exhaled.

This truly was an unpleasant blind‑date experience.

So perhaps we shouldn't arrange another one?

Song Huan Yan drove away, passing by Nan Gong Yu; she lowered the car window and politely waved at him, "Lord Yu, goodbye."

"Hmm." Nan Gong Yu gave a cold reply, barely nodding his head at all.

Song Huan Yan rolled up the window, floored the accelerator, and sped off.

If she has to continue the matchmaking, the next one is Nan Gong Yu…

Back home, Ning Shuyue said, "Back so quickly? How was it?"

So you're back so fast—does it seem like it wasn't that great?

Song Huan Yan replied, "The talk fell through; I couldn't click with him."

Ning Shuyue wasn't surprised, having expected it, and said, "Oh, not clicking means incompatibility. Move on to the next one."

Song Huan Yan: "...."

"Nan Gong Yu?" Song Huan Yan asked.

"Hmm." Ning Shuyue nodded, "At the moment, in our circle, they're the most suitable in every respect."

The others indeed, as Leng Jian Yue said, don't match as well in age and family background.

Song Huan Yan felt Nan Gong Yu was cold; she herself has a detached temperament, and truly worries that if they sit together they'll both become mute.

After thinking, Song Huan Yan said, "Mom, was it you who approached the Nan Gong family or..."

Ning Shuyue replied, "Of course it was their family seeking ours! You're extremely famous in the circle!"

Speaking of her daughter, a mother is naturally the proudest.

The fact is indeed so: Song Huan Yan is very beautiful, the only child in her family, her detached nature is modest, she speaks little, doesn't stir trouble, and conducts herself with steady composure.

Truly, aside from her cold and detached temperament, there's no other flaw to point out, so her reputation is excellent.

Song Huan Yan thought, Nan Gong Yu helped her today; if the Nan Gong family requests a match and she refuses, that would be a grave loss of face.

Moreover, she's already paired with Leng Jian Yue; if she doesn't match with Nan Gong Yu, wouldn't that seem like looking down on them?

Seeing her silent, Ning Shuyue said, "What's wrong? You don't want to have a meal and chat with Yi Han? What if it's a good match? Yi Han gave you such an expensive piece of jewelry—does that mean he likes you?"