Song Yaoyao turned off her phone and woke up for a while.

After washing up and having breakfast, she changed into clothes suitable for mountain climbing, drove to the foot of the mountain, looked up at the mountain stairs, and saw that the snow that had fallen in the past few days had not completely melted, and was piled up on both sides of the steps.

The wind at the foot of the mountain was slightly chilly. She pulled the scarf piled around her neck and leaned against the car to wait for Jiang Xun.

The appointed time was approaching, but Jiang Xun had not come yet. When she looked up at the mountain ladder in a daze, Jiang Xun finally called.

"Yao Yao, I'm sorry. Something happened in the company before I left. I have to deal with it. I can't spare my time and can't accompany you up the mountain. I'll come back to you tomorrow." Jiang Xun apologized on the phone, Song Yaoyao tiptoed.

Kicking the snow without saying a word.

Jiang Xun didn't wait for her reply, nor did he hang up the phone in a hurry. He said again: "I really can't accompany you this time, Yao Yao. I'm sorry, I'll definitely come find you tomorrow."

Song Yaoyao sucked in his nose, which was red from the cold, and hummed in a dull voice: "I understand, you should go and do some work beforehand. There are a lot of people, I can do it alone."

"Okay, hang up, Yaoyao, have fun."

Song Yaoyao put his cell phone in his pocket, glanced at the empty mountain stairs, and smiled.

The mountain is quite high, and the temple is built on the top. It is great to watch the sunrise and sunset on the mountain. Song Yaoyao has been here many times. Once she entered the temple on a whim and put up a sign for herself. The abbot asked her to go to a certain place.

Do it again on the first or fifteenth day of the month.

She took out her backpack from the car and put it on her back, and was about to leave when a person suddenly walked over from the other side of the road. Song Yaoyao squinted his eyes and looked at it, and his face instantly turned cold.

The person who came was the subject of Chen Jinye's scandal.

The target of the other party was obviously walking towards her. He came to her side and looked at her and stretched out his hand to her, "Mr. Song, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Song Yaoyao frowned and glanced at her thin white hand, without shaking it back, and said coldly: "What are you going to do?"

The woman smiled, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was also charming, and said: "We have met once. Mr. Song doesn't know me yet. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Chen Yao. I'm familiar with Chen Yuanyuan. Speaking of which,

Our names are quite similar."

When Song Yaoyao looked at her, he remembered the way she kissed Chen Jinye's Adam's apple that day. A mixture of anger and pain emerged. She slapped Chen Yao's raised hand away and glared at her: "Don't get involved."

Chen Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled proudly: "He's right, you are indeed quite aloof and have a sense of superiority."

Song Yaoyao resisted the urge to roll his eyes and replied to her: "Oh, please don't attribute my dislike to you to my superiority and superiority complex. I feel disgusted when you stand in front of me. You are a mistress."

, don’t you yourself despise you?”

Chen Yao shrugged: "You are not married yet. There is no mistress who is not a mistress. Besides, in a relationship, the one who is not loved is the mistress."

Song Yaoyao didn't want to pay attention to her anymore and turned around to walk up the mountain. Unexpectedly, Chen Yao followed her, like chewing gum that couldn't be shaken off.

Chen Yao followed her and kept talking.

"He said you are one year older than me, so I will call you sister. Sister, you really should consider signing a contract."

Song Yaoyao: "No offense, don't call me that. I don't love being San'er's sister as much as you do."

"Whatever you think. Anyway, Chen Jinye doesn't love you. Don't you think it's not enough to delay him for the past ten years? You don't know him at all. You don't know that he doesn't like the entertainment industry. You never ask him

what do you like."

"Instead of delaying each other, it is better to let go early."

Song Yaoyao squeezed the strap of her backpack and struggled to climb up. While listening to Chen Yao's high-pitched voice talking in her ears, her already irritable mood became even more irritable.

Chen Yao seemed not to be tired at all. He kept talking for more than ten minutes without even repeating any words. He didn't even drink any water.

"Sister, you just tied him up with money. He doesn't love you at all. You might as well let him go."

"If you don't let go, I guarantee you will regret it in the future."

"Chen Jinye is already at the top of the entertainment industry. You should know better than me how much he will be paid for a movie this year. Maybe it won't be long before he is worth more than you. Then you will cry and beg.

Even if he stays, he won’t stay anymore.”

"It's better to sign the contract decently now and let each other go. You see, you two didn't even break up. You were the one performing a one-man show from beginning to end. It was all your own fault."

"You haven't made Chen Jinye fall in love with you in ten years. What can you change in this moment? Sister, think about it, you have been by his side for ten years and you are not as good as me by her side for a few months. You lose."

It has to be thorough.”

"Sister, please walk slower, I can't keep up with you."

Song Yaoyao stopped suddenly and turned to look at Chen Yao's face. It was okay, it was a bit pretty, but there was a certain amount of beauty that wasn't enough to provoke her. She didn't even notice it.

.

She smiled weirdly and tilted her head to look at the woman in front of her: "Do you know whose money you bought all the food and clothing you have? Let him go? I signed a contract to let him go, and he will pay hundreds of millions in compensation.

He paid the liquidated damages to our company and lost everything he earned, which is still far behind. If he has no money, what will he use to support you? Or you guys?"

She is determined to be a fool and have a lot of money. Otherwise, she will give Chen Jin wild flowers willingly and Chen Jinye will stay by her side peacefully to accompany her. Otherwise, she must spend these years on Chen Jinye.

Jinye got back all the money he had on him.

The pride on Chen Yao's face gradually dissipated, and he seemed to speak with a hint of ridicule: "Sister, are you kidding me? Brother Ye is already at the top of the entertainment industry. He just makes so much money with just a casual announcement. This is all

He earned it himself, and you know very well that the commission your company takes from it is very small."

"It's enough if you force him to be by your side. How can you still accuse him of being a softie and humiliating him?"

Song Yaoyao chuckled, turned around and glanced at the endless ladder to heaven. Salvation seemed to be right in front of him, but it seemed that he would never be able to touch it.

For ten years, in these ten years, she always regarded Chen Jinye as her personal property. She thought she was very good to him. However, after only three years of being a top player, he was no longer the Chen Jinye he once was, and he began to betray him.

He set up a trap for her to jump in, and now he dares to let the woman he raised outside jump in front of her.

When Chen Yao saw that Song Yaoyao was silent, he thought she was in the wrong and took advantage of the situation and said: "But don't blame yourself too much. He is already used to your superiority. In short, you should quickly sign a contract to let him leave the Song family."

, go and explore your own world, don’t delay him in the end.”

Song Yaoyao became impatient and said coldly: "Do you believe I will push you down from here?"

Chen Yao was startled and quickly moved away from her: "Don't scare me, I'm not scared. Killing someone is against the law."

"Didn't you tell me that I'm superior and have status? Do you think that in our class..." Song Yaoyao didn't say the next words, but Chen Yao understood what she meant, and his face turned pale instantly.

Song Yaoyao looked at her and chuckled softly. It was just a few words to scare her, but she was really afraid of this.

She stood still and looked condescendingly at the woman who was two or three steps lower than her. "Okay, don't waste your breath. Go back and tell him that he must leave sy. There is no need to bombard me in turn like this and ask him to pay it back."

After all the Song family has given him for so many years, I will let him go."

When Chen Yao heard that she relented, he couldn't help but beam with joy: "Sister, this is what you said. When Brother Ye leaves, don't cry and beg him to come back."

"I won't." Song Yaoyao was determined.

Ten years is too long, so long that sometimes I forget my love.

If Chen Jinye always thinks that they are not on an equal footing, then she should wait until he stands on what he considers to be an equal footing before talking to her.

Chen Yao finally stopped annoying her, turned around and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Song Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief and slowly climbed up the mountain step by step.

After going up the mountain, snowflakes began to fall one after another in the sky. She was afraid that the snow would accumulate heavily and make it difficult to go down the mountain, so she hurriedly burned incense. When she went to find the abbot, the little novice said that he had something to do and came down the mountain and asked her to do so after the New Year.

Come again.

It was already mid-December, and the Chinese New Year was coming soon. Song Yaoyao didn't force it, he lit up the incense, looked at the cards he left, and then hurried down the mountain.

The snow didn't fall for long, and some snowflakes drifted here and there, falling to the ground and melting quickly.

Perhaps it was because of the bad weather that she drove all the way to the city before she saw people walking around. She found a place to have lunch and then went to her parents' house.

When I went there, Mrs. Song was painting, and Father Song was handling company affairs in the study.

Song Yaoyao changed into slippers and slumped on the sofa, watching Mrs. Song sitting by the window coloring a landscape painting.

Blue sky, white clouds, fields and all kinds of flowers.

Mrs. Song would paint a painting with similar words every month. No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, there would always be such a vibrant painting.

When she was a child, Mrs. Song always took her to places like this to collect scenery. She had been to many cities and seen many different scenery, but it was only this fresh and lively scenery that she relied on the most.

Under the influence of Mrs. Song, Song Yaoyao had a special liking for the vitality in her paintings.

The small flowers on Mrs. Song's painting were blooming in clusters on the grass, vivid and vivid, adding a little vitality in this mid-winter season. She lay on her side with her head pillowed on the armrest of the sofa, and looked at the painting without blinking.

"Does Jiangcheng still have such scenery in this season?" she asked after looking at it for a while.

"No, it's already the middle of winter. It just snowed a few days ago. When spring comes, you can see such a scenery." Mrs. Song glanced sideways at her. Seeing her haggard look, she changed her tone and became a little annoyed.

, "How did you get yourself into this state?"

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, turned over and lay on the sofa, and said casually: "I'm tired from work."

"When you are tired, take care of more people, hire more assistants and secretaries, and don't put all your energy on work."

Song Yaoyao hummed, "I know, I'll find an assistant to help me when I prepare my graduation thesis in the next year."

Mrs. Song lit a beautiful little flower with a yellow paintbrush and said seemingly casually: "Don't force some things if you can't force them. Many things still depend on fate."

Song Yaoyao was stunned, "Why did you suddenly say this?"

"Yaoyao, your father has told me everything about Xiaoye. Have you been busy with his affairs these days?"

Song Yaoyao pretended to smile relaxedly: "No way. What can happen to him? It's just a scandal. I have already taken care of it."
To be continued...