In the study, Father Li was having a heart - to - heart talk with Song Jiaye.
"Xiaosong, regarding your relationship with Xiyu, tell me the truth. What on earth do you think?"
What did he think?
Before this, Song Jiaye was determined to get a divorce. Since he married this woman, Li Xiyu, his life had been in a complete mess.
Li Xiyu always seemed to be hysterical. She was either getting angry or about to get angry. Relying on her status as the daughter of the Li family, she acted willfully. She not only interfered in his life but even meddled in his work!
In the company, even the toilet - cleaning aunt had been replaced by an uncle.
Li Xiyu's all - pervasive control and her screaming and roaring temper made Song Jiaye feel suffocated. So, he wanted a divorce.
But now...
Father Li probably knew his thoughts. He sighed and reminded him, "Jiaye, the company is at a crucial stage of going public. As the CEO, you should pay more attention to your reputation."
Song Jiaye understood what Father Li meant.
Although he knew that Father Li's words were a threat, he couldn't help but respect this old man who was like a teacher and a father to him.
"Don't worry, Dad. I know what to do."
Father Li nodded.
"I know Xiyu's temper. You've suffered a lot these years. This child has been spoiled by me. Her temper is a bit bad, but she has a good heart. Please bear with her more."
Song Jiaye kept silent.
He was skeptical about Father Li's statement of "bad - tempered but kind - hearted".
Not to mention anything else, what Li Xiyu had done to Li Xichi over the years could by no means be regarded as "kind - hearted".
At first, Father Li wasn't very satisfied with his son - in - law, Song Jiaye. Song Jiaye had a humble background. Although he had made a small fortune by making movies back then, compared with the Li family's wealth, his money was like a drop in the bucket.
So when Li Xiyu had crazily chased after Song Jiaye back then, Father Li had tried to dissuade her. Later, due to a small misunderstanding, he had agreed to his daughter's idea and used some means to force Song Jiaye to marry his daughter.
Maybe it was out of love for his daughter, but after their marriage, Father Li became more and more fond of his son - in - law, Song Jiaye. He was truly a talented person. Under his management, Li's Film and Television had thrived and was now a top - notch film and television company in the country.
He had thought that Li Xiyu and Song Jiaye would fall in love over time. But in the past two years, no one knew what was going on. They had quarreled more and more fiercely. This time, Li Xiyu had even gone so far as to attempt suicide.
If it weren't for the fact that Li Xiyu had still thought of Song Jiaye after waking up in the hospital that time, Father Li would have thought of letting this marriage end.
Seeing that Song Jiaye kept silent, after applying pressure, Father Li began to play the emotional card.
"Xiaosong, I know it's really difficult for you to say that you love her now. As a father, I just hope you can understand her. She is my daughter. She was a first - time mother but suffered such a blow. She still doesn't know that she has lost a child."
Mentioning this child, Song Jiaye, who was always calm and composed, finally showed a reaction. He looked up at Father Li. The concern and distress in the old man's eyes were not fake.
This was one of the reasons why Song Jiaye had not given Li Xiyu the divorce agreement yet.
No matter how arrogant and domineering Li Xiyu was, now she was just a mother who had just lost her child.
Song Jiaye was not heartless. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, Dad. I will take good care of her."
Father Li nodded and said, "Okay, stay for dinner tonight."
Song Jiaye frowned slightly. This was his reaction when he was extremely embarrassed or disgusted.
But in the end, he still nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll do as you say, Dad."
Song Jiaye rarely stayed overnight at the Li family - after all, every time he came to the Li family, he would part on bad terms with Li Xiyu.
Maybe it was because there was no preparation, or maybe it was Father Li's intention, but Song Jiaye was arranged to rest in Li Xiyu's bedroom.
At night, Song Jiaye accompanied Father Li to play Chinese chess for half the night. It wasn't until almost 12 o'clock that Father Li yawned several times and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to play anymore. Then they stopped playing.
And Song Jiaye had to go to Li Xiyu's room reluctantly.
The Li family's villa was modeled after an ancient one, built in the style of a southern Yangtze River courtyard. So the bedrooms were separated by yards. Li Xiyu was assigned to the Xiyu Pavilion, which had the best scenery and was the quietest in the Li family, which showed how favored she was in the Li family.
At this time, Li Qiyu didn't know that Song Jiaye hadn't left yet. She was having a great time playing with the intelligent voice robot in the room.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, what's the weather like tomorrow?"
The intelligent robot replied, "Tomorrow the weather will change from sunny to cloudy with light rain in some areas. Remember to bring an umbrella."
Some areas? What did that mean?
Li Qiyu was a good child who would ask if she didn't understand.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, what does'some areas' mean?"
Just then, Song Jiaye pushed the door open and came in.
He asked, "Are you so bored that you have to chat with an intelligent voice?"
Song Jiaye's sudden appearance scared Li Qiyu. She almost bounced up from the bed, grabbed the air - conditioner quilt, and looked at Song Jiaye warily.
"Are you still here?"
"Do you really want me to leave that much?!"
Li Qiyu thought that there was no need to hide it at this point, so she simply nodded.
"Yes."
Song Jiaye: "..."
However, he still had no intention of leaving. After all, he had promised Father Li to stay, and he couldn't break his promise.
Regardless of whether Li Qiyu would welcome him or not, he walked in on his own.
Li Qiyu jumped off the bed.
Seeing her sitting up and jumping off the bed, Song Jiaye couldn't help but sneer, "It seems that you've recovered well."
Li Qiyu was about to reply that she had a good constitution and wasn't as weak as him.
But then she thought better of it. "Your servant's body hasn't fully recovered yet. These are just illusions created by Your Majesty."
She didn't want to attend the emperor's bed.
Song Jiaye didn't want to beat around the bush with her. He tugged at his tie and said, "I'm not an intelligent voice. I don't have time to chat with you. Go to sleep quickly. I'm going to take a shower."
Unexpectedly, Li Qiyu made a stop - sign gesture to him.
"What are you doing?" Song Jiaye was puzzled.
"The Green Head Token."
This was the token that the emperor would flip before going to a concubine's bed. Generally, if the emperor wanted a certain concubine to attend his bed that night, he would flip her Green Head Token. If the emperor went to a concubine's palace, the eunuchs would also bring that concubine's Green Head Token and place it on the bedside to indicate that she would attend the emperor's bed that night.
This was a rule in the palace. Of course, Song Jiaye in modern times wouldn't know about it.
He just felt puzzled.
"Green Head Token?"
"No Green Head Token, your servant won't attend the emperor's bed."
Li Qiyu's crazy words exhausted Song Jiaye's patience. "Li Xiyu, are you doing this on purpose? Is playing house fun?"
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Who could it be at this late hour?