Song Yu: "..."
Song Yu: "Not everyone is as shallow as you, only money is in their eyes."
Song Wanying sneered, as the only daughter of the Song family, the top lady in City A, the most disdainful and the least lacking is money, OK
"Okay," Song Wanying said in a perfunctory manner, "I'm superficial. I wish your pure love an early success. It's so powerful. Bring people home to show your parents during the Chinese New Year."
The last sentence is simply provocative.
It is estimated that his leg will be broken if he takes it home. No, why did he bring Xie Sui back to the Song family for the New Year? !
Song Yu: "Why are you talking so much, hang up."
He was really crazy to think about telling Song Wanying about this kind of thing.
Song Yu went back to the apartment alone. After taking a shower, he went to bed, his head sunk in the soft pillow, what was wrong with what he thought.
He scratched his head, sat up, took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Xie Sui. I just typed a line, read it for a long time, deleted it again, typed a line and deleted it. After hesitating for seven or eight minutes, he pulled the corner of his lower lip and chose to sleep.
"Why are you so innocent, big brother? You kissed it first, even if it was an accident."
he muttered to himself.
He closed his eyes, and then changed his signature signature for Xie Sui to see.
[We are too young to know how to love and be loved, just because our hearts have been hurt]
You know what I mean
It's just that Xie Sui didn't understand that he didn't know. Someone in a group posted this to the forum, and the whole forum "understood" it.
[Brother Kang Kangyu, what does this sex signature mean?]
Main Building: Changed at 1:00 in the morning, I'm fucked, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, I sigh like this, what's wrong with Brother Yu
1L: What else can I do, I am trapped by love. People in love are not all hypocritical and earthy [pick nose] I didn't expect Brother Yu to be so cool and a man, and he would also embark on this road of no return
2L: Look at this idiot style, how do I feel that Brother Yu copied it from Baidu's "Annual Sad Personality Signature".
3L: Brother Yu was scummed by a bad woman? ?
4L: ? Can we say a word to those of us who are at peace with the comprehension
5L: What? Brother Yu cried by a bad woman
6L: I'm so sad, my heart is hurt woo woo
7L: Brother Yu cried, I'm not alive [cry] [cry] [cry]
other people:"… "
This building has become a late night mourning brigade tonight.
Song Yu went home on Sunday.
After a night of separation, Grandma Meng really lost most of her anger, and scolded him softly: "If you don't like the Qin family's child, you don't have to go. It's not good for you to make a fool of yourself like this. Don't do it next time."
Song Yu thought to himself, as long as Qin Mo didn't come to provoke him or Xie Sui, who would care about him, but he was obedient and dimpled when he smiled: "Well, I see."
Do homework in the garden in the afternoon.
Song Yu received news from Ma Xiaoding.
[Sadako did not forget the well digger:? Brother Yu, are you crying? !]
[Sadako did not forget the well digger: What happened to you when the power outage at the Internet Cafe qwq]
Song Yu almost couldn't hold his cell phone firmly. Which pot can't be opened and lifted, he didn't want to recall at all what happened when the internet cafe was out of power, okay
[Your husband, Brother Yu: Didn't you wake up?]
Comparing what
Ma Xiaoding sent him a forum link.
[Sadako does not forget the well digger: qwq the tragedy caused by your personal signature]
Song Yu clicked into the building with his mobile phone. The front was normal, but the back was full of expressions of [howling and crying], one after another, the mourning brigade, "I'm lost in love, woo woo woo", "Brother Yu is crying, I'm dead", Tears flowed back into a river. See him dazzled. When did he cry how could he not know
However, Song Yu returned to look at his own signature signature, and was choked by the saliva, and coughed a few times in embarrassment.
With a guilty conscience, I quickly deleted it, wondering if his brain was flooded yesterday.
[Sadako did not forget the well digger: I will ask Xie Shen, he is the closest to you, what happened that day qwq]
"Fuck!" Song Yu stared straight. Quickly typed "Ma Xiaoding, don't you", but before the sentence was finished, another message from Ma Xiaoding came over.
[Sadako did not forget the well digger:? ? ? Thank God for the secret. what?]
Song Yu: "..."
[Your husband Yu Ge::)]
Exit is a message from Xie Sui.
[Xie Sui: Are you crying?]
Song Yu's heart stopped for a moment, his heart that had finally calmed down was messed up again.
[Your husband Yu Ge: How is that possible] I have never cried in my life.
[Xie Sui: That's good]
After a minute, another message came slowly over there.
[Xie Sui: I thought I made you cry]
Song Yu: "..."
[Your husband, Brother Yu: Discuss something with you! It was an accident! Let's just pretend nothing happened last night, shall we?]
[Xie Sui: Good]
I thought I would have to go to school on Monday to make it clear.
Song Yu let out a long sigh of relief. He wanted to ask Xie Sui, "Have you figured it out?", but his fingers stopped on the chat interface, his eyelashes trembled, and he gave up.
Looking at Xie Sui's attitude, it should be clear. They are all teenage boys who are in love, how can they be so natural to the person they like!
Xie Sui put down the phone and smiled lightly.
Tell yourself, don't be in a hurry. He was surprisingly patient with this kid.
His eyes fell on the computer again, and the rows of documents above were sent to the mailbox, all of which were related to the "Xie Group".
Xie Sui's dark eyes turned indifferent.
He had been in power in the Xie family for many years in his last life, and he knew the inside of the Xie Group like the back of his hand. With his help, Qu Rong was easily promoted to Xie Mingsen's side.
[Qu Rong: Seeing what Dong Xie meant, Xie Mingsen should be transferred out of the headquarters next year to take over "Xin Rui" first and become CEO.]
Xinrui is a technology company under Xie's, and its development prospects are very impressive. Rather than being transferred, it is better to talk about it. Xie Sinian gave Xie Mingsen a jumping off point and let him make some achievements. Convince a group of people on the board of directors of the headquarters to take over the Xie family in the future.
It's just, I'm afraid that this eldest son is destined to disappoint him.
Xie Sui has a particularly good memory. The scandal of Xin Rui in his previous life seems to have happened to Xie Mingsen.
The game developed was accused of plagiarism, user information was exposed, negative news was overwhelming, the stock price fell rapidly, the capital chain was broken, and Xinrui was difficult to turn around. It was Xie's headquarters who took action later to save the situation.
Fingers tapped twice on the table.
Xie Sui chuckled lightly, her eyes slightly cold.
It would be too boring to live again and repeat the experience of the previous life. From the unrecognized Xie family's illegitimate son to the complete reshuffle of Xie's board of directors, it took him only three years. This time, I'm afraid it will be earlier. Sooner or later, he will return to Xie's house, and before that, he must give them a surprise.
[Pay more attention to Xie Mingsen's decision, there are some words that can be recorded]
[Qinghe Mansion, at the end of the year, go there]
[Qu Rong: Good]
Xie Sui turned the pen, and then received a call from Xu Shien.
He lowered his eyes, but his tone was calm: "Hello, Auntie."
Xu Shien's tone suppressed excitement, pretending to be sad and angry: "Asui, Auntie finished reading the last diary. After reading it, she was trembling with anger, and it took a long time to recover. My hard-working sister, alas, why? In such a case! Qin Qiuyun is simply not a human being. I have already contacted someone, and I am investigating the Chengnan Guild Hall. I will definitely give justice to your mother. I want Qin Qiuyun to know that in City A, our Xu family is not easy to mess with. ."
Xie Sui curled her lips, mocking and sarcastic, but her tone was sad: "Thank you, Auntie."
Xu Shien said, "When Qin Qiuyun comes down, you can go back to City A, Asui. Grandma and grandpa miss you very much."
Xie Sui casually said, "Yes."
He wasn't interested in them biting dogs, and Qin Qiuyun didn't even have the desire to let him do it.
The purpose of the Xu family and Xu Shien is very obvious. The Xu family wants to use him as a pawn and become a point of relationship with the Xie family. And Xu Shien was even more daring, coveting the position of the mother of the Xie family, and was eager to move for many years.
The most he encountered in City A was such a self-conscious idiot.
The Xu family is not easy to mess with, but the Qin family is easy to mess with? Even though Qin Qiuyun has always been unpopular with the Qin family, marrying Xie Sinian surprised everyone.
But after all, his surname is Qin.
Xie Sui hung up the phone and smiled playfully.
On Monday, Song Yu went out with a book in hand.
"I don't need Uncle Ma to send it, I'll take the bus myself."
Grandma Meng murmured, "Wait for the bus to waste time, what should I do if I'm late?"
Song Yu: "Isn't it early?"
He really didn't want to be in a car with Ma Xiaoding, it was a nightmare to hear him forcefully ask what happened that day in the Internet cafe.
When getting on the bus, Song Yu suddenly attracted the attention of a carload of people.
But he was also used to it, he raised his eyes lazily, and said nothing.
As soon as he took the bracelet and stood firm, the girl next to him suddenly whispered, "Brother Yu, do you want to sit?"
Song Yu looked at her bright and raised his eyebrows. He was not old, weak, sick or pregnant, so what kind of seat should he give him, he said lightly, "Thank you, sit down."
The girl gave him a careful look, and continued to whisper, "Brother Yu, are you okay?"
Song Yu: "???"
The girl took courage and said solemnly, "You deserve better."
"… "
Oh, thinking about it, everyone thought he was scum.
Okay, he doesn't even bother to explain, it's better to be slag than kissed.
After getting off the bus, he bought a cup of soy milk on the street, Song Yu bit the straw and walked to the school.
The bus stop is at the crossroads, half a block away from the school gate.
He was halfway there when suddenly he heard a fight coming from a narrow alley in front of him.
There were a few scoldings faintly, "Why is it so small? You look very rich, and your living expenses are so low?"
The boy's voice was mixed with tears, "This is my breakfast money for a month."
"I don't believe it! You must be hiding. If you don't beat you up, you don't have a long memory!"
"There's really no woo woo woo, really not."
"No? Then won't you ask your mother for more orders next time!"
The punches and kicks fell like raindrops. Groaning and crying sounded in the alley, and the movement was not small.
Song Yu drank the soy milk in one gulp and took a step forward. Seeing the scene clearly, the boy who was beaten was wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, thin and weak, squatting in the corner and crying.
The other group of people, tall and tall, also wore school uniforms, but it was written on the thirteenth middle school. It was estimated that they were a group of scum who collected protection fees everywhere.
"Bring 500 over tomorrow, without you - ah!" The soy milk cup that had been drained was smashed directly, and smashed on the back of the head of the person in the lead. There was still some left in it, and it was splashed and drenched on him.
The boy who was drenched in soy milk was furious and turned around: "Who!"
Song Yu didn't have a schoolbag on his back, but he held a book in his hand, turned against the light, and mocked: "Your father and me."
He is tall and has long legs, fair and delicate skin, and his pupils are shallow and sharp under the thin eyelids.
The young man at the head was furious: "You fucking seek death."
It's just that he hasn't gotten angry yet, and has been grabbed by the sleeve of the person next to him. The person glanced at Song Yu with some fear, and whispered: "Boss, this person seems to be the new school bully of the First Middle School."
The young man was stunned for a moment, his face still gloomy: "What are you afraid of, he is alone."
The person next to him swallowed: "Last time he was alone and he killed Gao Feng's group."
Gao Feng, they still know each other. The young man was silent for a long time, and scolded in a stern manner: "Unfortunately, you are lucky, I am going to be late, or you won't know your mother."
Song Yu sneered, standing at the door of the alley, blocking it like a plague god, "What's the hurry, am I letting you go?"
"… "
Thirteen in a group of people.
"Don't cue my mother all day long, call your grandma understand, son."
There were bursts of mourning from the alley, and finally a group of people from Thirteen Middle School left the money and crawled away crying and screaming.
Song Yu crouched down and helped him pick up his glasses.
The teenager raised his head, very thin, with milky white skin, red eyes like a rabbit, and his lips were still trembling.
Seeing his face clearly, Song Yu felt a little familiar. Hey, isn't this the person sitting in front of him on the monthly test
Putting glasses on like a bulky nerd, taking them off is a wailing... Rabbit
Song Yu returned the glasses to him and asked the question of his soul: "Brother, what's your name, how can you always meet this kind of scum?"
"Thank you Brother Yu," his hands were still trembling, his eyes were red, and he was aggrieved and scared, "I, my name is Ren Wenhan."
Song Yu looked at him suspiciously while chewing candy, but he couldn't comfort anyone, and said, "Go to school first, you're going to be late."
Ren Wenhan sniffed, tears falling again, "Good."
He held his schoolbag tightly in his hands and put on his glasses, making him look very thin and pitiful.
However, after such a toss, the class bell rang when they took their first step into the school.
The dean of the school has been particularly strict in catching late arrests recently. He held a loudspeaker and shouted angrily: "Everyone who came in behind came here for me, stand! I'm late on Monday, what kind of school are you going to!"
A group of students who were in a hurry, wailed, gave up their resistance, and stood silently in a row at the door, like a welcome brigade.
Song Yu sighed inwardly that his luck was really bad.
Next to him, Ren Wenhan was still crying, and said, "Brother Yu, I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused you trouble."
Song Yu said with sugar in his mouth, "I don't blame you, it's because I'm in a bad mood, and I would like to thank you for sending me a group of people who vented their anger."
Ren Wenhan stared at him blankly.
The young man's profile stood tall and handsome in the golden morning light, and he was also wearing a school uniform. There was a kind of vigorous vigor on his body, his attitude was lazy, and he was different.
Breathing stagnant, he couldn't help grasping the schoolbag with his fingers.
Someone next to him scolded: "The whole school has done a lot of shit, and he also stood there for a morning self-study. When he left, I would slip away."
"Last time, Shushanlou was also him, damn, find a chance to beat him up."
"Put sacks, block the street corner, and put the blame on Song Yu. Isn't he a school bully? We tell him what a school bully should do, but it's not as stupid as he is."
"I said that he had a sense of existence as a school bully, and it was a little prestige that day."
Song Yu rolled his tongue with candy, as if they were a bunch of idiots.
The dean finally grabbed the man who was trying to run away on a bicycle, grabbed the collar, put him next to Song Yu, and sneered: "Run? Are you still running? I've been teaching for so many years, and I haven't been able to run away from me. student!"
The bicycle student forced a smile: "Teacher, I just helped my grandma to cross the road."
The dean of the school: "It's a coincidence that a bunch of people in the front also said the same thing. According to what you said. As for the red street light at the school gate, an old grandmother passes by every minute on average."
The bike can't laugh anymore.
The dean shouted at him with a loudspeaker: "If you are late, you will be late and you will be sophistry. Five thousand words to review!"
After teaching this one, the dean took a trumpet to Song Yu's face. The words he taught bad students all stopped when Song Yu raised his head.
The two opened their eyes wide.
Dean: "Why is it you again?!"
The student who ran faster than a rabbit in the Shushan Building last time.
Master Mie Mie has always been unselfish, and he is not afraid of Song Yu's background. He is sitting upright, and the mayor asks what he is afraid of.
Song Yu: "Hello, teacher."
Dean: "...Tell me why you're late."
Song Yu giggled: "Go for justice and courage."
"What?"
"A group of gangsters from No. 13 Middle School bullied the students of our No. 1 High School. As a school bully, of course I have to take the lead in charging to stop this evil."
Ren Wenhan's eyes were still red, and he raised his hand weakly: "I... I can prove it."
Dean:"… "
Gao Feng's group: "..."
When they heard the school bully, they turned their heads in unison, like sunflowers, their eyes were full of shock.
"Song Yu?!"
Gao Feng was the first to call out.
Song Yu smiled: "hi."
Gao Feng: —Fuck!
Can you stop hi, he doesn't want to hear this word again in his life.
The dean was dubious, and suddenly the headmaster's voice sounded behind him: "What is this doing? Why are they all standing in a row."
The dean turned around and found that not only the principal, but also two vice-principals were following behind a tall boy.
"Principal, I am punishing students who are late."
The headmaster was cheerful and kind: "Then you don't have to stand at the door. Students still need to save face. Just ask them to go back and write a review."
Dean: "…Yes."
The students who were fighting in a row all looked at the boy of the same age subconsciously.
The clothes are expensive, the temperament is pampered at first glance, and the smile is gentle and gentle. Everyone was looking at him, but he looked at Song Yu, not very warm: "Song Yu?"
Song Yu's eyes were cold.
Qin Mo did not back down.
In fact, he had a good impression of Song Yu at first, he liked all the good-looking ones, men and women alike. Song Yu's temperament is also quite in line with his taste, and his performance on the terrace is cold and mad, which is probably very emotional. But later Song Yu made his dislike of him so obvious, his liking faded. In the past, he would use some less gentle means to make them surrender.
But he is a member of the Song family, and he is too afraid.
I've lost my mind, and now I'm just tired of looking at it.
Moreover, in comparison, he prefers cold and silent proud beauty, Song Yu has been spoiled by the Song family to the point of being lawless.