Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Birthday Arrangements

Two days later, Song Yuqiao's susceptible period was completely over, and the tightly closed master bedroom door was reopened.

Early in the morning, there was a sound of rain outside the window.

Song Jianan saw him at the dining table. His hair was combed, and he was wearing a shirt and trousers. He looked like he was going out.

He walked forward, pulled out the stool opposite Song Yuqiao and sat down, greeting him softly: "Brother, good morning."

Song Yuqiao closed his laptop and looked at him. "Good morning, Jiajia."

Breakfast was served in due time.

Song Jianan eagerly ate a few mouthfuls, thought for a moment, and asked, "Brother, are you planning on going out? The susceptible period has just ended, don't you need to rest for two more days?"

Song Yuqiao nodded, his voice returning to normal. "A lot of work has piled up these past few days, and I need to go to the company to deal with it."

Song Jianan was surprised. Didn't Song Yuqiao bring his laptop into the office during his susceptible period? He actually had a pile of work. But then he thought that his efficiency during the susceptible period would definitely not be as good as during normal times, so he nodded in understanding.

Song Yuqiao asked: "Jia Jia, do you want to go out and play? I have a small party with friends tonight. Do you want to go with your brother?"

Song Jianan was stunned and quickly shook his head, "My brother is having a party with his friends, so I won't go."

He quickly lowered his head to eat breakfast, fearing that Song Yuqiao would really bring him to the party.

He had only met Song Yuqiao's friends a few times and didn't have much impression of them, but they were all people from the wealthy circles of Yunjing. If he followed Song Yuqiao, no matter what his identity was, he would feel uncomfortable.

Song Yuqiao didn't force it.

But unexpectedly, Song Yuqiao came back after get off work and did not go to the party he mentioned.

The sky cleared in the evening and the sunset was gentle.

Song Jianan followed the gardener Uncle Wang to remove the plastic "raincoats" that had been put on several particularly delicate varieties of flowers early in the morning, and moved out several flowers that could hardly withstand the rain from the greenhouse.

He was holding a potted plant in his hand and just walked out when he met Song Yuqiao face to face.

Song Yuqiao was facing the setting sun, holding a bunch of light pink flowers in her hand. Her narrow and indifferent eyes looked at him, as if filled with a pool of soft sunshine.

Song Jianan paused, his heart skipped a beat, and he stood there blankly holding the potted plant.

Song Yuqiao stepped forward, took the flowers from his hand with one hand, and placed the beautiful bouquet in his hand.

Song Yuqiao said: "I passed by the flower shop on my way back and bought some because I saw something beautiful."

Uncle Wang took a look and saw that if the bright A-grade flowers were not ordered in advance, how could the flower shop keep them until this time?

But he didn't interrupt the boss, and because of the atmosphere between them, he pretended not to see the boss come back, and went back to the garden without saying hello.

Song Jianan uttered an "oh" in a daze, lowered his head to look at the flowers, and subconsciously smelled them.

Fragrant and very fresh.

When he looked up, Song Yuqiao had already helped him move the potted plants to the garden and placed them there.

All the flowers in the greenhouse were moved out. He looked at the bouquet in his hand and blinked, thinking that this was meant to be a gift for him.

Although he didn't know why Song Yuqiao suddenly gave him flowers, he was still happy to receive them. He smiled and happily took the flowers back to the guest bedroom and placed them on the bedside.

The days in summer are exceptionally long. After dinner, the sky is still bright. The golden afterglow of the setting sun shines on the garden. The flowers and plants sway in the breeze, bringing a faint fragrance after the rain.

The two sat in the garden, Song Yuqiao with a glass of water and a laptop, while Song Jianan had a strawberry milkshake, a book, and a notebook, with a plate of sliced ​​watermelon between them.

About half an hour later, Song Yuqiao looked up from his work.

"Jia Jia, your birthday is less than two weeks away. Where do you want to go? I'll make arrangements in advance."

Song Jianan held the glass, raised his head, and was confused for a moment before he remembered that his birthday seemed to be approaching. He had not celebrated his birthday for a long time, and after being reborn, he had forgotten about it.

He thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't have anywhere I want to go, brother, don't worry about me."

He didn't want Song Yuqiao to do anything unnecessary for him.

Song Yuqiao looked at him for a while, and still made arrangements: "Then let's go to Yuhai. Brother promised you last time, and I won't break my promise this time."

"Jia Jia, do you want to invite your friends to play together?"

He said it as a matter of course, and Song Jianan couldn't find a reason to refuse - it was also strange, because he didn't have any exams scheduled within a week before and after his birthday.

He could only nod in agreement, but he didn't mention inviting friends. Given his relationship with Song Yuqiao, it would be awkward to invite friends.

Speaking of birthdays, three days after his birthday is Mr. Song’s birthday.

In the past, no one in the Song family cared about his birthday, even though the servants would cook him longevity noodles and boiled eggs, and he would order cakes and receive some random gifts. But on Mr. Song's birthday, the Song family was particularly lively. In contrast, his birthday was too quiet.

He was not close to Old Master Song. To be more precise, Old Master Song was hardly close to his children and grandchildren. It was said that something had happened in the Song family in the early years, which seemed to be about the fight for the family property. Since then, Old Master Song never interfered in the affairs of his children and grandchildren, except for one thing - personally training Song Yuqiao to become the head of the Song family.

After Song Yuqiao took over the Song family, he lived a secluded life alone in the old house. The yard where he lived would only become lively on his birthday and the Spring Festival.

Out of courtesy, Song Jianan, like everyone else in the Song family, would prepare a birthday gift for Old Man Song every year.

Song Jianan raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yuqiao secretly, thinking, he doesn't need to prepare a birthday present now, right?

The little money he earned was not even enough to afford a suitable gift.

He felt that he was thinking too much. Even if he lived with Song Yuqiao, he was no longer a member of the Song family. Old Master Song had probably forgotten him long ago, so he put aside this fleeting thought.

As it got dark, the two of them went into the house.

When it was time to go to bed, Song Jianan walked towards the guest bedroom as usual, but was stopped by Song Yuqiao.

He turned around.

Song Jianan's figure was clearly reflected in Song Yuqiao's narrow eyes. "Jia Jia, my susceptible period has passed."

Song Jianan looked puzzled and didn't understand Song Yuqiao's hint for a moment. He blinked and said "oh" dryly.

Song Yuqiao took a step forward and held his hand, "Jia Jia has gone too far."

She took him two steps back and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

Song Jianan finally reacted and looked at the tall and slender figure in front of him. It had been a while since Song Yuqiao had slept in the same bed with him, from the time Song Yuqiao went on a business trip until today. He couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Fortunately, Song Yuqiao had no intention of doing anything to him. After going to bed, he just held him in his arms and slept.

His heart gradually calmed down and he closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Song Yuqiao touched the back of his neck. The gauze had been removed yesterday and the wound no longer hurt, but he still subconsciously shrank back.

Song Yuqiao felt the protruding scar on his fingertips and said, "I'll ask the doctor to prescribe some scar-removing medicine tomorrow."

Song Jianan didn't want to leave an ugly scar on his neck, so he didn't refuse.

"After the exam tomorrow afternoon, I'll ask Lin Shu to pick you up and take you to Mingxi Villa to relax."

Song Jianan was about to refuse.

I heard Song Yuqiao say again: "Combining work and rest will make your review more efficient."

Having said that, it would be inappropriate to refuse. However, Song Jianan was still hesitant. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Will there be many people in Mingxi tomorrow?"

Song Yuqiao said: "It's just you and me."

Only then did Song Jianan nod and agree.

Song Yuqiao kissed his forehead and said, "Go to sleep, Jiajia, good night."

Song Jianan was very sleepy. He closed his eyes, said good night, and fell asleep in less than two minutes.

*

On the other side, in the club.

Song Yuxuan held a wine glass in his hand, his cheeks slightly flushed, his eyes sparkling, and he was surrounded by a group of Omegas and Alphas.

These people's family backgrounds are far inferior to that of the Song family. Under normal circumstances, he would not pay attention to them, let alone agree to an appointment.

But he was in a good mood recently. Once he got solid evidence, Song Yuqiao would have to agree to his joining the company. Once he had a certain status in the Song family, those who looked down on him would regret it.

But he didn't have many good friends in the circle of people with the same family background. Last time, Song Yuqiao didn't come back from the dinner party. Those people came to their senses and were just polite and friendly to him, not wanting to offend him, but also had no intention of making friends with him.

He wanted to invite a few people out to play, but they couldn't even fit everyone at a table. He happened to receive an invitation, so he pulled Tang Yiwen over to sit with them.

He knew in his heart that these people were trying to use him to get close to the Song family behind him, and were not worth associating with.

But he couldn't resist being happy and drunk, so he promised to take everyone to Mingxi Villa tomorrow.

This group of people have no other advantages except that they speak nicely. The young master is in a good mood and wants to listen to them more, which makes him feel comfortable.

Tang Yiwen had heard of Mingxi Villa and was a little surprised, but when he thought of Yuxuan's current family background, he put aside his surprise.

The crowd all praised it and were excited.

Wait until you walk out of the club and get in the car.

Song Yuxuan first asked the driver to take Tang Yiwen back to school and told him to take a day off to go out and play tomorrow.

Tang Yiwen shook his head and said that he was just an intern and had already asked for leave several times because of the final exams. His leader would definitely not approve his request for leave for other reasons.

Song Yuxuan frowned. He hadn't joined the Song Corporation, so he had no say and could only give up. His desire to join the Song Corporation Management Company became more and more urgent.

He suppressed his eagerness and could not alert the enemy. He had to get solid evidence that would be enough to make Song Yuqiao hesitate, so that he could use it to "negotiate" with Song Yuqiao.

The next morning, he asked his father for the contact information of Mingxi Villa.

When Xu Yu heard this, he asked him to invite other people of the same age in the circle. Not all of them might come, but they should always show an attitude so that they would not be criticized in the future.

Song Yuxuan thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he booked the venue for tonight first. However, Mingxi Villa said that the entire villa was booked today and would not accept other guests.

Song Yuxuan was stunned and asked, "Don't you only accept reservations for the same day? Who is here earlier than me?"

Mingxi Villa did not give him a clear answer, but only said sorry.

Song Yuxuan hung up the phone and his face darkened.

He had already said it, but he still couldn't get a reservation. If people knew about it, they would probably laugh at him.

He had no choice but to ask Xu Yu for help. Xu Yu personally called the owner of Mingxi Villa to inquire, but the result was the same. The other party refused to give in no matter what and would not reveal who booked the entire villa.

Song Yuxuan was so anxious that he was about to cry. He hugged Xu Yu's arm and begged him to help him find a solution.

Xu Yu was also distressed. After thinking for a while, he helped him book another villa that was not inferior to Mingxi.

This is the best way. Song Yuxuan can only do this. He is also somewhat glad that he has not sent invitations to the young masters and young ladies in the same circle, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

But he was still a little unwilling in his heart. As the young master of the Song family, he was rejected just for booking a seat.

If it was Song Yuqiao himself, he didn't believe they would dare to refuse. He was increasingly eager to have a place in the Song family as soon as possible, or even more than just a place...

His eyes darkened and he fiddled with his phone.

He wanted to find out who the person was who had booked the entire Mingxi Villa today.