Chapter 200: Identity Confrontation
In the temporary official residence in S City, Jin Yang was dressed casually and looking at the mirror. He was prepared to go to the villa to fetch Qiu Tong and the children.
Jin Yang pushed open the door and saw Song Yan, who had been waiting outside for a long time. He stood up and greeted Jin Yang with a lazy and casual expression, “Morning!”
“Where are you going? Let me guess, you’re going to meet Qiu Tong?”
Song Yan spread out his hands with a mocking expression. He used his slender fingers to poke the sachet on Jin Yang’s chest. “This looks like it is mine.”
“Shouldn’t you be returning it to me?”
Song Yan knew about what happened between Qiu Tong and Jin Yang yesterday through the listening device. When he heard that Qiu Tong had given him a sachet, he knew that she must have sensed the disparities between him and Jin Yang, and wanted to use it to differentiate them.
Jin Yang frowned and rejected him with an unhappy expression. “I’ll return to the capital next week.”
“I promised the children that I would spend the weekend with them…”
Song Yan stuck the tip of his tongue against his teeth and revealed a mocking smile. A hint of disdain and provocation flashed across his eyes as he said, “The children want me to accompany them—not you pretending to be me! Jin Yang, when will you be able to recognize reality?”
Song Yan raised his hand, wanting to snatch the sachet over. Jin Yang dodged instinctively.
The two of them quickly engaged in battle. Song Yan was very determined, but Jin Yang’s skills were better than his. In just two or three moves, he had pinned Song Yan against the door. Song Yan tried to break free several times but failed. His face was pressed against the cold wall. Even so, he could not help mocking, “You’re still so hypocritical. You promised to keep your distance from Qiu Tong, but what has happened in reality?”
“You keep trying to find all sorts of ways to get close to her!”
Song Yan tried to break free from Jin Yang’s hold and growled, “You’ve already taken everything that belongs to me!”
“Do you still want to snatch my woman away?”
Song Yan felt the grip on him loosening. His eyes were bloodshot as he questioned, “You are the president but you harbor ulterior motives towards your brother’s woman. Jin Yang, you’re really a gentleman! What a good brother!”
Jin Yang’s heart ached as if it was pierced by needles. Pain flashed across his eyes as he released his hand. He took off the sachet from his neck and threw it to Song Yan.
Song Yan smirked as he rushed to the villa with the sachet.
Jin Yang sat at the doorway in frustration. The sensation of the sachet seemed to linger on his fingertips. He recalled Qiu Tong’s advice. “The herbal powder inside can relieve your headaches…”
Something was not right!
Jin Yang’s pupils constricted. Song Yan did not have headaches. If Qiu Tong was really with him, she would have known!
In that case, Qiu Tong did not know that Song Yan and he were two different people!
Jin Yang grabbed his car keys and immediately chased after Song Yan.
At the villa in the wealthy district, Song Yan knocked lightly on the door. Qiu Xingyu opened the door happily and pushed Qiu Tong in front of him.
Song Yan looked at the dressed-up Qiu Tong and smiled in amazement. “Let’s go.”
Qiu Tong looked at him warily and pretended to probe. “It’s a little cold today. Are your headaches acting up?”
“Do you have the sachet on you?”
Song Yan smiled faintly and took out the sachet. He showed it to her and said, “This is a gift from you. How could I dare to forget it?”
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