Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Tan Yanshan was somewhat embarrassed.

He came to see Song Yuanming because Song Xijin was unwilling to see him at all.

He didn't answer the phone, didn't add me on WeChat, and my assistant refused to make an appointment with me several times.

They won't even give me a chance to meet.

He had no other choice but to follow his father's path, thinking that having an elder intervene would at least ease the tension.

Seeing this, Tan Chengyuan quickly smoothed things over, patting his thigh with a smile, as if he had suddenly remembered something good to share:

"Brother Song, look at Yanshan, he and Xijin grew up together since they were little, and their families know each other very well."

Yan Shan has liked Xi Jin since he was a child. We used to think it was just childish ignorance, but now it seems he was serious.

"Why not just make it a double marriage? Wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?"

"If our two families were to become in-laws, we could help each other in business, wouldn't that be a win-win situation?"

Tan Chengyuan brought Tan Yanshan to Song Yuanming and his wife's house today while Song Xijin was away from Beijing, hoping to first establish a connection with them.

In families like theirs, if the elders agree, then the younger generation can only nod in agreement.

No matter how willful Song Xijin is, she can't go against her parents' wishes, can she?

Feelings can be cultivated.

He had only met Tan Yanshan's mother three times before they got married, and now they've lived most of their lives together.

On the surface, they are a loving couple; as long as their private affairs don't come to light, it's fine.

Song Yuanming slowly put down the teacup he had just picked up halfway, a hint of displeasure furrowing between his brows.

So that's what the father and son were planning today.

Tan Yanshan's apology was fake; his real intention was to propose marriage.

No wonder Xi Jin doesn't like Tan Yanshan.

Last time she threatened him with a chip business to force him into marriage, and this time she's taking advantage of his absence to bring up her father and try to win him over through their parents.

Neither of them are good people.

While thinking this to himself, Song Yuanming put on a kind smile, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

He looks kind and gentle, and no one could tell that he was cursing someone in his heart.

"Brother Tan, my wife and I have never interfered much in Xi Jin's love life, nor do we adhere to the concept of a good match."

Most importantly, he likes it and he's happy.

"If he doesn't like it, no amount of talking about it will make a difference."

"This child has always been opinionated. To be honest, the more you push him, the more rebellious he becomes. We just can't do anything about him."

Song Yuanming leaned back on the sofa with a smile, his tone friendly, as if two old friends were chatting.

"Old Song is right. In the end, it all comes down to the child's own feelings," Song's mother chimed in, her smile gentle and dignified.

Although she never interfered in the company's affairs, she wasn't oblivious to the underlying meaning in the father and son's words.

The Song family's gates are not a place anyone can simply enter.

Moreover, every time she saw Tan Yanshan, she felt that the boy was gloomy and didn't match her son at all.

Although Xi Jin is cold-hearted, she is kind-hearted and has her own sense of propriety and bottom line in dealing with people.

What about Tan Yanshan?

His father and he came to his house to force him into marriage—this kind of tactic is far too low.

The couple had already made their point very clear.

Xi Jin doesn't like your son, so your son has no chance.

But Tan Chengyuan seemed not to understand, and continued to earnestly advise him, adopting the air of someone who had been through it all:

"How can a family like ours let our children run wild?"

I heard that Xi Jin has been getting quite close to a minor actress lately. This kind of thing is fine as a premarital fling, but to actually bring it into the open?

"Young people, who hasn't been foolish at some point? But marriage is marriage, and playing around is playing around; they're two different things."

Song Yuanming had just been mindful of the relationship between the two families' previous generations and had given the Tan family father and son some face.

His smile was kind, and his words were tactful.

I'm really unhappy now.

It's true that his son likes a minor actor, but it's not just a casual thing; Xi Jin really takes him seriously.

He confronted that person, his father, several times over, and now he's even chasing after him to the southwest.

Most importantly, the Tan family actually investigated Xi Jin.

Even though they knew exactly who Xi Jin was dating and what their identities were, they still dared to gossip about it in front of him.

Where do they get their confidence and audacity?

Hasn't the Tan family declined fast enough over the years?

"Brother Tan, your information may be wrong." Song Yuanming picked up his teacup, took a sip to moisten his throat, and put the cup back on the saucer.

The tone was still gentle, but the words themselves had lost their warmth.

"That's not the young actor from Xijinbao, that's her serious boyfriend, and she's planning to bring him home to meet me and his mother."

"Xi Jin mentioned to me a few days ago that she would formally bring him back to meet her parents after he finished filming this movie."

You know, young people these days are different from us back then. They don't follow that "sugar baby" thing anymore. They're in serious relationships, so as parents, we can't really say much.

Tan Chengyuan was speechless, unable to utter a single word.

The smile on his face froze, and his lips twitched twice.

Song Yuanming was extremely prejudiced against social class; everyone in the circle knew that.

Over the years, which of the scions of prominent families he has selected for his son are not from respectable and distinguished backgrounds?

Song Xijin didn't like any of them, so he thought his son was just being picky.

Now he's so bluntly admitting that the unknown actor is Song Xijin's boyfriend, and that he's even planning to bring him home to meet her parents.

What exactly is that young actor's skill that allowed him to win over both the Song father and son?

Tan Yanshan's fists, hanging at his sides, were clenched tightly. Why?

He spent eight years abroad, striving to become stronger and more capable.

When they returned, they found that their spot had been taken by a minor actor who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

A new actor in the entertainment industry, with no family background or connections, what does he have besides his face?

Why should Song Yuanming admit it himself?

He, the eldest son of the Tan family, and Song Xijin's childhood sweetheart, was so disliked that he couldn't even see her.

Having heard Song Yuanming's words, Tan Chengyuan knew he was destined to return empty-handed.

Continuing to say more will only annoy people.

Although Song Yuanming's words were polite, every single one of them was a slap in the face to him.

The Song family's attitude was much firmer than he had expected; this path was blocked.

Tan Chengyuan stood up, patted his coat, and forced a smile: "You said this whole thing is a mess, then the information was definitely wrong. It seems I was overthinking it."

"Then we won't bother you any longer today. Yanshan and I will head back now. We can have tea together another time."

"Take care." Song Yuanming had the butler see the person to the door, without even getting up himself.

The two of them slunk away from the Song family's old house.

Tan Chengyuan got into the car, his face ashen, and didn't say a word the whole way.

Tan Yanshan sat in the back seat by the window, outwardly calm but inwardly seething.

He is not willing!