Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 243 - 246 Rejection

Chapter 243: Chapter 246 Rejection

In the room, the other few people’s faces showed various expressions, the woman looking somewhat embarrassed, but the three men were visibly excited. To witness such a performance would undoubtedly be thrilling, especially when the performer was a beautiful host like Li Xinyue—it gave the men a sense of accomplishment, even if it wasn’t happening to them personally, simply witnessing it was enough.

"No!" Li Xinyue suddenly stood up. Since Song Ziqiao had been so direct, maintaining a smiling facade was utterly useless.

"Do you really not want to be a host anymore?" Song Ziqiao didn’t move, but stared at Li Xinyue with a sinister look.

Li Xinyue bit her lip and took a deep breath before responding, "Young Master Song, I admit, I’ve always wanted to climb higher. I aspire to be a more celebrated host—it’s been a dream of mine..."

At this, Song Ziqiao’s face broke into a smile. As long as Li Xinyue harbored such desires, he was confident he could play her like a puppet. Despite his not-so-high position in Mile City, merely a Deputy County Head, his trip here was to flaunt his wealth. His family’s background was incredibly strong, not only did they have significant figures in the government spanning a few provinces, but they also owned a large corporate group which included a very famous entertainment company domestically. And for artists seeking to rise in rank, how they wished to flock to his bed.

Shaking her head, Li Xinyue gave a radiant smile and continued, "If I can achieve my dream through hard work, no matter how difficult, I would have no regrets. But if I have to sell my dignity and self-respect to achieve it, I would rather give up on that dream."

Li Yifei, listening from outside, was genuinely shocked by Li Xinyue’s words. The impression Li Xinyue and Song Lianyao had left him from their previous encounters was of people who were willing to trade their bodies for advancement. How could she now speak such admirably principled words?

Meanwhile, inside, Song Ziqiao’s expression was turning exceedingly ugly. He jabbed his cigarette into the wine glass and said coldly, "So you mean you’d rather leave than continue being a host today?"

Li Xinyue replied with unwavering certainty, "Yes! I apologize, Young Master Song. Everyone makes mistakes in life, but I do not wish to continue making them. I must take responsibility for myself."

"Very well!" Song Ziqiao clapped his hands forcefully, then gave Li Xinyue a thumbs up, "I must say, I really am impressed with you. I’ve seen too many stars who would do anything for a higher status. In front of me, they are no different from prostitutes. But you, you’re different. I find you even more interesting now. How about this—I marry you."

This statement stunned everyone in the hall. Song Ziqiao was a person of considerable influence, with countless women longing to marry into the Song Family. Among the younger generation, he was one of the key figures who could potentially take the reins of the family in the future—an even more attractive prospect for women.

Although Song Ziqiao had toyed with many women over the years, he had never shown the slightest interest in marrying any of them. Now he proposed to Li Xinyue out of the blue. If this were true, it could be a monumental rise for Li Xinyue.

"I mean my words, don’t think I’m just trying to get you into bed. I, Song Ziqiao, like women, but my wife must be faithful to me and presentable. You meet my criteria completely. Just nod, and tomorrow I can take you home to meet my parents, my family. They’ve been eager to find me a marriage partner, and if I bring you home, they will surely be delighted."

Song Ziqiao said this casually, not believing Li Xinyue could resist such a temptation.

Li Xinyue was deeply shocked by Song Ziqiao’s words. Becoming a daughter-in-law of the Song family meant a dramatic change in her status and identity. However, Li Xinyue quickly shook her head and responded, "I apologize! I already have a boyfriend."

"Xinyue, what nonsense are you saying, you don’t have a boyfriend," another man promptly called out in panic. He worked at the TV station and had been the one to set up this dinner for Li Xinyue to accompany Song Ziqiao. Otherwise, Li Xinyue had hardly attended such events lately.

After saying this, Li Xinyue felt a weight lifted off her shoulders and smiled slightly, "I really do have a boyfriend. He treats me very well, and I have no reason to betray him."

"Are you crazy? A boyfriend isn’t the same as being married, and now Young Master Song wants to marry you."

Li Xinyue looked at Song Ziqiao and calmly said, "Thank you, Young Master Song, for your affection. If someone like Young Master Song is looking for a wife, there are far too many women more outstanding than Xinyue. I am well aware of that and I’m simply not suited to be the Song Family’s daughter-in-law."

Song Ziqiao laughed, at first softly, then burst into loud, uncontrolled laughter, so unrestrained and arrogant.

Everyone exchanged glances, unsure of what Song Ziqiao would do next. But they all knew that Li Xinyue’s words had deeply offended him, and if Song Ziqiao truly became enraged, no one could stop him.

"Do you have no regrets about what you’ve just said?" Song Ziqiao’s laughter abruptly ceased, and he coldly stared at Li Xinyue.

"I have no regrets. I already deeply regret things I’ve done in the past, and from now on, I must be responsible for my boyfriend. I want to be an upright and honorable woman, even without status or wealth." Li Xinyue slowly closed her eyes, and in her mind’s eye, the image of Li Yifei was so clear, as if he were looking at her with appreciative eyes, and that filled her with even more courage.

"Young Master Song, I’m sorry for leaving, but I need to see my boyfriend now." Li Xinyue opened her eyes, gave a slight smile to Song Ziqiao, then turned and tried to leave.

"Crash!" The jarring sound of shattering glass rang out as Song Ziqiao, his face ashen, threw a wine bottle, and shouted at Li Xinyue, "The women I, Song Ziqiao, take an interest in have never been able to escape. I’d like to see how you think you’re going to get out of here today."

Li Xinyue didn’t turn back, merely paused in her step; after Song Ziqiao finished his words, she continued walking towards the door.

"You wretch, stop right there!" Song Ziqiao bellowed furiously, seeing that Li Xinyue wasn’t taking him into account at all.

This time Li Xinyue didn’t even pause, continuing to walk forward.

Song Ziqiao was nearly beside himself with rage and took a sudden leap forward, grabbing Li Xinyue’s arm.

Li Xinyue panicked a little then, struggling while she exclaimed, "Young Master Song, remember you’re the Deputy County Head now, this won’t be good for you if you mess around."

"You know I’m the Deputy County Head. Well, I’ll tell you this today, there’s nothing that I, Song Ziqiao, wish to do that can’t be done, with you being no exception. Today, whether you agree or not, you will have to agree."

"If you continue like this, I will scream."

"Go ahead and scream. I’d like to see who would dare interfere with my business." Song Ziqiao laughed heartily, his manner more wild and reckless.