Love on the Wrong Path Chapter 2

In midsummer, it gets dark late in Beijing. At six o'clock in the evening, the sky is just slightly dark, with a touch of gorgeous girlish pink sunset.

The dryness of the day was blown away by the cool breeze in the evening, leaving only a few traces of stuffiness mixed with moisture.

Sarah was wearing a pair of nude stiletto heels and standing on the roadside downstairs waiting for her second brother Song Shengli.

She got her driver's license in her sophomore year, and her family gave her a low-key Mercedes-Benz, but she didn't like driving.

The Song family also knew her concerns and did not force her. When she had to attend some banquets, they would ask Song Shengli to pick her up.

In his words------

"Miss, I'm almost your personal driver."

Sarah couldn't help laughing when he thought of his second brother's nonchalant look, and a smile unconsciously rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Beep------"

A low horn sounded, interrupting her thoughts.

She looked up and saw a flamboyant red sports car drifting down the curve and stopping steadily in front of her. The car window was wide open, and a bony hand was resting on the edge. Seeing that she looked like she was in a daze, he tapped with his long fingers.

Her eyes followed the hand to the watch, paused, and then looked back to the man's face without a word.

It’s Lucas.

She frowned, looking a little puzzled: "Why is it you?"

Lucas laughed and said jokingly, "Wouldn't it be nice for me to be your full-time driver?"

Sarah looked at him suspiciously several times and was very uncomfortable with his abnormality.

The Song and Lin families are old friends, and they grew up together. To say that she is Lucas's sister is just to take advantage of the extra half an hour. When the two stand together with their height, you can't tell that they are siblings.

This was the first time that Lucas called her sister in front of her, and she felt it was very abnormal even in such a joking tone.

"Sarah, can you please hurry up? Why are you standing here enjoying the evening breeze?" Young Master Lin's patience was limited to three seconds. After waiting for a while and seeing that the other person did not move, he returned to his old ways and frowned at the person.

Sarah: "......"

Normal.

She got into the car carrying the gift box and for the first time slammed the door loudly without regard for etiquette.

Lucas's eyebrows twitched, and he suppressed his anger and stepped on the accelerator.

The modified sports car sped away, leaving behind only a long trail of white smoke.
 
This is not driving, this is clearly killing yourself!

Fortunately, Sarah was prepared in advance and held the handlebars tightly so he was not thrown out.

Fortunately, there were not many cars on the lane, otherwise, at such a high speed, if a car came out, two lives would be lost.

Sarah glared fiercely at the exposed back of the man's head through the air, thinking that he would never ride in his car again, and even walking was better than dying.

Lucas seemed to feel her death gaze, and his feet loosened. The speed of the sports car gradually slowed down, and the strong wind whistling past the window also became gentle.

"Stop scolding me, isn't this slowing down?"

"Besides, do you still not trust my skills? Not to mention the main road, I can also teach you the small roads."

There is endless arrogance in his words, but he does have the capital.

Sarah was too lazy to pay attention to him. He put down his hand and turned his head to look at the scenery slowly passing by outside the window.

The sky darkened and turned into a whole dark blue curtain.

At night, the city of Shangjing is brightly lit, and the colorful neon lights dazzle people. Under the cover of the night, there may be countless things that are not allowed to be seen in public.

She pursed her lips, not wanting to think too much.

Half an hour later, the sports car slowed down and drove into the exclusive lane unimpeded at a speed of more than ten yards. Dozens of luxury cars lined up in a row waiting to be allowed to pass.

The familiar villa enlarged before his eyes, but Sarah felt as if he was in another world.

She moved out after going to college, and rarely came back except for family dinners. So the last time she came back was during the Chinese New Year reunion, although it ended in a bad way.

"You don't even recognize your own family?"

Lucas’s provocative words rang in his ears.

Sarah ignored him, opened the door, got out of the car, and handed the gift box to the servant beside him.

The two walked into the door one after the other.

"Welcome home, Miss." As soon as she entered the door, a familiar aunt came over to greet her and nodded to Lucas, "Welcome, Master Lin."

She smiled and nodded, then took off her windbreaker and handed it to her.

Today she was wearing a well-cut light purple dress with slender straps hanging on her thin shoulders. The light purple color made her skin look whiter, like the snow that would not melt in winter.

In order not to steal the limelight from her role as the main character, she didn't put on full makeup, but simply applied a base, concealer to cover the dark circles under her eyes, and then added a little lip gloss to make herself look more rosy.

Sarah seldom attends banquets on weekdays, and usually only shows up at gatherings where he has close personal relations with the Song family.

So when she walked in, dozens of eyes fell on her, either openly or secretly, carefully looking at the favored daughter of the Song family who didn't get along well with her family.

She was already used to so many people's gazes, and walked towards her elder brother without a care in the world. But before she could take a step, a figure blocked her way.

A dark purple haute couture suit caught her eye. She looked up in surprise and saw Lucas's unhappy face.

Seeing her looking over, Lucas pulled the corners of his stiff lips and said, "I'll go with you to find my brother."

She frowned but had no way to chase him away, so she had to follow him closely.

The tall figure completely concealed her slender figure, with only a corner of her light purple skirt showing over her black suit pants as she walked.

The match is blindingly good.

The people at the banquet felt regretful and admired. All of them were experienced people who naturally saw the purpose of Lucas's behavior.

He was jealous and didn't want others to see his princess.

Everyone's eyes swept across the almost overlapping figures, then shook their heads and looked away.

Only a man who was half leaning against the open-air balcony stared at the direction of the two people without blinking, and only withdrew his gaze when the two people's backs completely disappeared.

The slender and powerful knuckles held the goblet, and the clear wine swayed back and forth, casting a layer of hazy and ambiguous light.

The next moment, the man tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp, his protruding Adam's apple rolling up and down.

At the same time, the other hand turned off the phone, and the chat history flashed by on a black background.

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When Sarah found his elder brother Song Wenzhao, there was a large group of people surrounding him. Everyone had a smile on their face, whether real or fake, which was annoying to see.

She waved at Song Wenzhao from a distance, and when she saw him looking at her, she lowered her hands and smiled at him.

The usually serious man had a hint of smile in his dark eyes. He politely apologized to the people around him and strode towards her.

The man was wearing a dark suit, tall and strong, and exuded a sense of security.

As soon as he approached, the man's big hand rubbed her head, ruffling her soft black hair. Sarah called out "Big Brother" and stretched out two small hands to try to stop him. But the strength was too different, and her two hands could not struggle against her big brother's one hand.

She had no choice but to hang her face and let others torment her.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Song Wenzhao couldn't bring himself to scold her.

He withdrew his big hand and took a good look at his sister whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Since their last unpleasant parting, she rarely replied to his messages, let alone meeting him.

It was still the same fair, oval face, but the chin seemed to be sharper, and she looked visibly haggard.

He pursed his lips and picked a topic to avoid the main point: "Graduation?"

Sarah nodded: "Yes, I got my diploma."

All that’s left is the final graduation ceremony.

Then there was another silence between the two.

Song Wenzhao usually doesn't talk much, and when he was in the army he only dealt with a group of men. If he couldn't convince someone, he would use his fists. He rarely communicated with girls, let alone his sister, whom he held in the palm of his hand.

He frowned, then remembered that she studied management.

Song Wenzhao: "Are you going to work for your second brother's company after graduation? He is still short of staff."

He lied with his eyes open. If he hadn't seen Song Shengli on the banquet list, he would have almost forgotten that he had a younger brother in addition to his sister. How would he know whether his company needed staff?
 
But it has to be bad no matter how good it is. The worst that can happen is that Song Shengli can be kicked out.

Hearing this, Sarah's lips couldn't stop twitching. She also knew the character of her eldest brother. He was a complete sister-con and would not give her second brother any chance to survive.

She shook her head slowly.

"No, I can find a job."

Song Wenzhao hesitated to speak, but finally nodded.

"Okay then, go find your sister Wen Yan. She's on the second floor."

Sarah nodded obediently, turned and left.

Wen Yan, the other host of the banquet, his eldest brother's fiancée.

She walked towards the second floor as if she knew the way, but stopped when her eyes glanced at the corner of the sofa.

The man's long legs were somewhat difficult to spread apart in this place, so he had to half-bend them together. The expensive fabric was very smooth, revealing his straight leg bones. The protruding ankle bones were hidden under the black, and the cold white could be seen from the trouser legs when he moved halfway.

so white.

With a sigh, Sarah subconsciously looked at his wrist and compared it in his mind.

The man leaned on the sofa with his back to her, his eyes closed, and his fingers tapped on the leather sofa from time to time, leaving a small dent. His nails were neatly trimmed, with a milky white crescent on the pink.

My heart started beating again, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.

Before she even saw the man's face, she felt like she couldn't walk anymore, her feet nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

"Boss Pei!"

A loud sound was heard from a distance. The man with his eyes closed paused for a moment, then continued tapping as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't heard it.

This place is secretive. If the people inside don't speak out, people outside won't be able to find it.

She squatted behind the sofa and realized something was wrong.

Why is she hiding when someone calls her?

She cursed herself angrily, and just as she was about to stand up, she was frightened by the sound above her head and fell back down.

"Ms. Song?"

The cold and hoarse voice was slightly drawn out, with a hint of nonchalance.

It is a question, but it has a declarative tone.

Sarah scratched the plush carpet with his fingers, then looked up a little slowly to meet the person's eyes.

There was a calm and dark state in his eyes, like the rippleless surface of the sea.

Her gaze moved down a little further and fell on the man's face.

He has thin lips, thick eyebrows and a straight nose. In the dim light, his eyebrows and eyes look more like a painting, not like a real person.

The scattered hair rests on the brow bone, looking a bit messy, which weakens the man's cold temperament and adds a bit of spirit.

Different from the aloof and unapproachable look in the morning, he seemed to have a hidden arrogance tonight. There was unruly look in his eyes and his movements were casual and dignified.

The same thing is that the button is still buttoned to the top, which is abstinent yet seductive.

Under her gaze, the sharp and protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down like an ice cube lying sideways.