Chapter 37: Nan Gong Yu Consents to a Matchmaking

"Exactly." Qin Zi Mo said arrogantly, "She wants to make me an International Superstar. We'll reconcile sooner or later; I advise you not to be sentimental!"

Leng Jian Yue, being such a dominant person, didn't waste words with him, simply flicked his finger and said to the bodyguard behind him, "Give him a good beating."

Qin Zi Mo widened his eyes, and before he could speak, he was knocked to the ground by a punch.

Song Huan Yan received a call at the reception desk and hurried to the lobby.

The bodyguard was kicking Qin Zi Mo on the ground.

Song Huan Yan looked at Leng Jian Yue, "Mr. Leng, what are you doing? Please have your men stop immediately!"

Leng Jian Yue said, "I'll take care of him for you."

Song Huan Yan said angrily, "No need! Please stop at once!"

Leng Jian Yue was unmoved.

Song Huan Yan's expression turned cold, "Security!"

Security arrived, but Leng Jian Yue said, "Attack together."

Song Huan Yan frowned sharply, "Is this a troublemaking move?"

The company's security still couldn't beat the professional bodyguard.

After breaking through the security, the bodyguard focused his attack solely on Qin Zi Mo.

"Leng Jian Yue!" Song Huan Yan stepped forward angrily, forced to shield Qin Zi Mo, "What exactly are you trying to do? This is my company!"

"Yan Yan." Qin Zi Mo, hiding behind Song Huan Yan, complained, "He said he wants to pursue you; I told him we'll reconcile sooner or later and told him not to be delusional, and he started hitting people."

Song Huan Yan suddenly got a terrible headache.

Leng Jian Yue looked at Song Huan Yan, "You're going to protect him?"

Song Huan Yan also stared at him, her face cold, "He's an employee of my company."

Leng Jian Yue raised an eyebrow slowly, "Oh, you can protect him in the company; what about in Kyoto? Can you still protect him?"

Song Huan Yan took a deep breath, "Mr. Leng, you're being overly arrogant; is Kyoto under the Leng Family's sole control?"

Leng Jian Yue suddenly smiled, "Fine, I won't touch him."

After saying that, he waved his hand to dismiss the bodyguard.

Song Huan Yan frowned, turned around, and looked at Qin Zi Mo's injuries.

Damn, his face got injured again, which will affect the shoot.

Seeing Song Huan Yan's concern, Qin Zi Mo, with a bruised and swollen face, smiled, "Yan Yan, I knew you cared about me."

"Shut up." Song Huan Yan said, then ordered Security, "Take him to the hospital."

Security replied, "Yes."

Qin Zi Mo was suddenly moved, and as he left, he didn't forget to say, "Yan Yan I'm fine, don't be anxious."

Song Huan Yan: "...."

Leng Jian Yue just stood nearby watching.

Song Huan Yan looked at him, "Mr. Leng, what's the point of this?"

Leng Jian Yue said, "So he works at your company."

Leng Jian Yue's eyes held an… indescribable vibe.

Very complicated.

Maybe it's like: you still let your ex‑boyfriend work at the company? Is that why you don't want to kick him out of Kyoto? Still tangled? Using me as a spare?

Song Huan Yan said, "This is my private matter, it has nothing to do with you, Mr. Leng, right? Do you know what it means that you came to my company early this morning and beat up my Contracted Artist? Do you realize how much money is wasted on a day's filming because his face is injured?"

Leng Jian Yue looked at her, smiled, "I came to see you, saw him, didn't like him and gave him a beating. Don't worry, I'll cover the medical expenses and lost‑work fees."

Song Huan Yan took a deep breath, finally looked at the newly arrived Sang Wan and said, "Have the Finance Department calculate it and then send it to Mr. Leng's company."

Sang Wan nodded, "Alright."

Song Huan Yan looked at Leng Jian Yue, "Since you're covering the costs, I'll say no more. He's my Contracted Artist, he makes money for the company; if you trouble him again and scar his face, you're troubling my company, understand? Also, it's work hours now, Mr. Leng, please leave."

Leng Jian Yue flicked his finger, and a bodyguard brought a large bouquet of Rose forward to give to Song Huan Yan.

Leng Jian Yue said, "I'd like to talk with you."

Song Huan Yan's expression remained cold, but with many people around she had to nod and step away.

After entering the office and sitting down, Song Huan Yan got straight to the point, "What do you want, Mr. Leng?"

Leng Jian Yue had the bodyguard place the Rose on Song Huan Yan's Office Desk, "Naturally, I'm pursuing my beloved."

Song Huan Yan: "...."

"I'm sorry." Song Huan Yan said, "I think I made it clear that day—we're not compatible, there's no marital fate. Mr. Leng, you should look for another match."

Leng Jian Yue said, "Even courting is not allowed?"

Song Huan Yan said firmly, "I don't accept."

Leng Jian Yue said nothing, and the two remained at an impasse.

Leng Jian Yue took out a cigarette and lit it.

Song Huan Yan scowled fiercely.

Leng Jian Yue looked at her and said, "I like you a lot, I don't want to give up; I've waited for you many years."

Song Huan Yan looked at him indifferently, "That's your business. Since you're not the one I love, pursuing me is meaningless; I won't agree, nor will I accept your courtship."

Leng Jian Yue bit the cigarette butt, a smile at the corner of his lips, staring with a predatory intensity, "You jump to conclusions so quickly? How could you know I'm unsuitable without really understanding me?"

"Are you planning to hassle and cling, or to forcefully take me?" Song Huan Yan asked, looking at him.

Leng Jian Yue's smile widened, "I truly like you; your temperament suits my taste, wild enough, crazy enough."

Song Huan Yan: "...."

Are you sick?

Just then, Song Huan Yan's phone suddenly rang.

It was Song Qicheng calling.

Song Huan Yan answered, "Big brother."

Song Qicheng said in a gentle tone, "Yan Yan, I'm going on a business trip to F Country next weekend. Want to go together and relax?"

"I have something to do," Song Huan Yan refused, "I can't go."

"Oh," Song Qicheng replied, "What about this week then?"

Song Huan Yan frowned, "Are you also on a business trip this week?"

Song Qicheng said, "This week I want to take you out, how about a hot spring? I hope you… be happier and get out of the gloom quickly."

Song Huan Yan inhaled, "This week I've already made plans with Sang Wan and the others to go out. Big brother, rest assured, you don't need to accompany me; I'm fine."

Song Qicheng said, "Alright, then have fun. Bye."

Song Huan Yan hung up, and Leng's smile deepened, with a hint of amusement, saying, "Song Qicheng? Miss Song truly lives up to being Kyoto's Top Beauty; not only are the men outside thinking of her, but there's also someone at home thinking of her."

Song Huan Yan tossed the phone onto the table, "If Mr. Leng speaks so disrespectfully, then it's best to leave quickly. I have no interest in dealing with people who are disrespectful."

Leng said, "Besides me, there's no one in the whole circle suitable for you. Or are you still not over that Phoenix Man?"

Song Huan Yan looked at him, "That's my business; does it concern you?"

Leng scanned the area with his eyes, saw no ashtray, and gestured to the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard stepped forward, cupped his hands, and he flicked the ash into the bodyguard's palms.

Song Huan Yan opened her eyes, "It's just one circle; I don't want everyone to look ugly. Mr. Leng, don't force me to have Security invite you."

Leng remained unmoved, smiling, "Are you sure your Security can beat my bodyguards?"

Song Huan Yan stayed calm, asking, "Then you, what exactly do you want?"

Before Leng could answer, Song Huan Yan's phone rang again.

It was Ning Shuyue calling.

Song Huan Yan answered, "Mom."

Ning Shuyue said, "Yan Yan, Aunt Gu mentioned that Yi Han will be free next week and wants to have a meal with you both to chat more."

Song Huan Yan raised an eyebrow slowly, "He agreed?"