Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

Wang Yinyin didn’t know if this could be considered a step backward, from the three forces restraining each other to Song Shiyan’s one-man show in the power structure.

He did it when he was 32 years old, having started planning for it the year he became an adult.

No matter what means he uses, whether light or dark, people can only see what he wants you to see.

Song Shiyan, originally an orchid in the valley who only cared about scientific research, became a politician who stirred up trouble in the dirtiest place in the world.

The public was not aware of the privacy lawsuits at the top, they only knew that Song Shiyan, as the president of the court, appeared in their sight more and more frequently.

Like a frog in boiling water, people who had lived under this special political system for more than 200 years watched Song Shiyan move up step by step.

He was appointed as the president of the court, the head of the autonomous group, and finally the speaker of the parliament.

He held great power and achieved a dictatorial rule that made Song Shiyan feel at ease.

Most of those who supported Song Shiyan were from the middle and lower classes, while those who criticized him the most were intellectuals from the elite class.

Although the words were unpleasant to hear, Wang Yinyin felt that one of their points was very correct.

Even if Song Shiyan can really be an excellent leader for his whole life, he has set a bad precedent. What if others follow his example?

He can guarantee his own life, but can he guarantee that those who come after him will be the same as him?

What these elite people worry about is nothing but a topic of conversation for the common people at the bottom of society.

As long as we consolidate the basic public opinion base and prevent the people from being used as weapons because of impulsiveness, the people will certainly be able to feel who can lead them to a better life.

As for how things will develop in the future, that is a matter for future generations. The most important thing is to live your current life well.

Wang Yinyin’s thoughts are the same as those of ordinary people. She only wants happiness in this life.

In the small garden that Wang Yinyin carefully tended, the warm sunshine made people feel warm all over.

There are many lively birds roaming around in the garden, including common birds as well as rare species and brightly colored birds.

I don’t know what Song Shiyan did. He let the birds roam freely, but none of them ever flew away.

Over the years, the number of birds has only increased, and they live and work here, bringing a lot of vitality to this home.

Even the two little devils were very caring towards the birds in this circle and never hurt them.

Wang Yinyin sat on the bench, and Song Shiyan leaned against her quietly.

Although he was busy with official duties, he never lacked company for Wang Yinyin. No matter how busy he was, he always remembered to come back and have dinner with Wang Yinyin.

At the beginning, Wang Yinyin lied to him in order to make Song Shiyan like her more.

"If you're not here, I won't even want to eat. You must accompany me for every meal. Do you hear me?"

Song Shiyan held her fingers tightly and spoke seriously.

"Okay, I will always be with you."

Wang Yinyin smiled charmingly, with a light in her eyes that could not be hidden.

"I remember it, I won't forget it, you can't forget it before me!"

Song Shiyan's eyes were clear, like the quietly flowing water of a lake.

"Yeah, I won't forget it."

The memories of the past are like honey, making the already happy smile on Wang Yinyin's face even sweeter.

"Shi Yan~"

Song Shiyan felt Wang Yinyin's head resting on his shoulder and gently played with her hair.

"Well, I'm here."

Wang Yinyin asked him: "Do you still remember what you promised me?"

Song Shiyan's eyes were still calm, but his tone was so gentle.

"Remember everything. I will always take care of you, I will always love your food, I will always be with you, I will always think that you are the most beautiful girl in the world, I will always love you the most in the whole world..."

Wang Yinyin listened to the children's laughter and the birds' chirping, leaned on Song Shiyan's shoulder, and felt his sincerity towards her.

One after another, they actually revealed Wang Yinyin's panic at the time.

Today, Wang Yinyin finally had the courage to ask. In Song Shiyan's eyes, Wang Yinyin became as nervous as before.

After being married for so many years, Wang Yinyin would still blush when looking at Song Shiyan, and her soft voice was firm but shy.

"Shi Yan, do you love me? Do you love me as much as I love you?"

The wind blew, carrying pollen, and Wang Yinyin's figure was shrouded in the sunshine.

Song Shiyan's reputation as a know-it-all spread widely during his student years, and many people even found difficult questions to make things difficult for him.

He solved those problems as if he flicked away a speck of dust.

Song Shiyan didn't know how to start. He didn't know what emotion made his heart so sticky.

He tried hard to analyze his heart, as if there lived a pampered Wang Yinyin.

But do I love her? He still seems to not know. Do I love her as much as she loves me?

This ostentatious, simple girl longing for a little happiness.

There are very few things she wants, but can she give them to her, and can he accept this love?

If you want something in this world, you must give something of equal value in exchange.

Can he still afford it?

There was a confusion on Song Shiyan's elegant and graceful face that was too unfamiliar to him.

"I, I don't..." I know.

Before Song Shiyan could finish, Wang Yinyin interrupted him. The smile on Wang Yinyin's face was still bright, but she no longer had the courage to listen.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to listen today. Let's talk about it another day."

After saying this, Wang Yinyin patted her skirt and stood up. It was almost time to take the child back to the room to practice calligraphy.

But Song Shiyan held Wang Yinyin's hand with very little force, and Wang Yinyin could break free as long as she moved slightly.

Wang Yinyin turned around, and he looked up at her. His eyes were as dark as the night, but brighter than the stars.

Her lips, which always wore a smile, were slightly pursed because of nervousness.

"What I want to say is that I don't know what it means to love someone.

But in my heart, you are the most important."

“As long as you are on the scale, whatever is on the other side is not more important than you.”

"Yin Yin, please always love me, okay? I beg you."

Wang Yinyin stood there in a daze. She couldn't believe what she heard. Song Shiyan begged her to love him forever.

She took a step forward and held his face in her hands.

"Shi Yan, didn't I tell you long ago that I would always love you? Don't you believe me?"

Wang Yinyin spoke very seriously, more seriously than she had ever been in her life.

She didn't want the man she loved to ask anyone for help, she wanted him to be proud forever.

Song Shiyan stood up, his fingertips stained with a little warmth from the sun, and he tidied up the messy hair around Wang Yinyin's cheek.

Wang Yinyin likes herself to look neat and good-looking.

"I believe you, Yinyin."

Wang Yinyin once again took the initiative to hug Song Shiyan.

She knew what a fragile boy Song Shiyan was, and for him, she was willing to take the first step.

Then wait for Song Shiyan to hold her and walk the remaining 99 steps.

Love is something that can never be expressed with words. Hasn't his eyes told it thousands of times?

His company is the most precious and long confession.