Song Yu: “…”

Song Yu: "Not everyone is as superficial as you, who only cares about money, okay?"

Song Wanying sneered. As the only daughter of the Song family and a top socialite in City A, the thing she despised the most but also had the most was money. OK?

"Okay, okay," Song Wanying replied perfunctorily without any sincerity. "I am superficial. I wish your pure love will soon come to fruition. If you are so amazing, bring him home to show your parents during the Chinese New Year."

The last sentence is simply provocative.

If he took Xie Sui home, he would probably have his legs broken. No, why did he bring Xie Sui back to the Song family for the New Year? !

Song Yu: "Why are you talking so much? I'm hanging up now."

He must be crazy to think of telling Song Wanying about such things.

Song Yu returned to the apartment alone. After taking a shower, he went to bed and buried his head in the soft pillow. No matter how he thought about it, he felt something was wrong.

He scratched his head, sat up, and took out his cell phone to send a message to Xie Sui. I just typed a line of words, looked at it for a long time, deleted it, typed another line of words and deleted it again. He hesitated for seven or eight minutes, then pulled the corner of his lip and chose to go to sleep.

"How can you be so innocent, big brother? You were the first one to kiss me, so even if it was an accident, it's not a loss."

He muttered to himself.

He closed his eyes, then changed his signature to show it to Xie Sui.

[We are too young to understand how to love and be loved, just because our hearts have been hurt]

Do you understand what I mean?

It’s just that he didn’t know whether Xie Sui understood it or not. Someone in the group posted this on the forum, and everyone in the forum “understood” it.

[Kan Kang, what does this sexual signature of Yu Ge mean? 】

Main post: I revised it at one in the morning. Damn it. I stayed up late at night and made such a sigh. What happened to Brother Yu?

1L: What else can I do? I’m just trapped by love. Aren't all people in love pretentious and tacky [picking nose] I didn't expect that Yu Ge, such a cool guy, would also go down this road of no return

2L: Look at this stupid style. I feel like Brother Yu copied it from Baidu’s “Annual Sad Personal Signature”.

3L: Brother Yu was cheated on by a bad woman? ? ?

4L:? Can those of us who support Sui Yu Er An CP say a word? [Hesitant to speak.jpg]

5L: What? Brother Yu was made to cry by that bad woman?

6L: I’m so sad, my heart is hurt.

7L: I can’t live if Yu Ge cries [cry loudly][cry loudly][cry]

Others: “…”

This building has become a late-night funeral procession tonight.

Song Yu goes home on Sunday.

After a night, Grandma Meng's anger had really subsided. She gently scolded him, "If you don't like the Qin family's child, you don't have to go. It's not right to embarrass them like this. Don't do it again next time."

Song Yu thought to himself, as long as Qin Mo didn't come to provoke him and Xie Sui, who would care about him? But he said obediently, with dimples when he smiled: "Okay, got it."

Doing homework in the garden in the afternoon.

Song Yu received a message from Ma Xiaoding.

[Sadako never forgets the well digger:? Brother Yu, are you crying? ! 】

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: Oh my god, what happened to you when the power went out in the internet cafe?]

Song Yu almost dropped his phone. He was talking about something else. He didn't want to recall what happened when the power went out in the Internet cafe, okay?

[Your husband, Brother Yu: Are you still asleep? 】

What are you comparing?

Ma Xiaoding sent him a forum link.

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: qwq The tragedy caused by your signature]

Song Yu clicked on the building with his phone. The front was normal, but the back was full of [crying loudly] expressions, one after another, a large group of mourners, "I'm heartbroken," "Brother Yu is crying, I'm dead," and tears flowed like a river. It dazzled him. How come he didn't know when he cried?

However, when Song Yu stepped back to look at his own signature, he was choked by his saliva and coughed a few times in embarrassment.

I deleted it quickly feeling guilty, wondering if he had lost his mind yesterday.

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: I'll go ask Xie Shen, he's closest to you, what happened that day qwq]

"Fuck!" Song Yu's eyes widened. He quickly typed "Ma Xiaoding, don't do that", but before he could finish the sentence, another message from Ma Xiaoding came over.

[Sadako never forgets the well digger:? ? ? Thank God for the secret. What? 】

Song Yu: “…”

[Your husband, Brother Yu: :)]

Get out, was a message from Xie Sui.

【Xie Sui: Crying?】 】

Song Yu's heart stopped for a moment. His heart, which had finally calmed down, was messed up again.

[Your husband, Brother Yu: How is that possible?] I have never cried in my life.

【Xie Sui: That’s good】

A minute later, another message slowly came over.

【Xie Sui: I thought I kissed you and made you cry】

Song Yu: “…”

[Your husband, Brother Yu: I want to discuss something with you! It was all an accident! Let's just pretend nothing happened last night, okay? 】

【Xie Sui: OK】

I originally thought I would have to go to school on Monday to talk it out, but unexpectedly, I ended up talking about it today.

Song Yu let out a long sigh. He wanted to ask Xie Sui, "Have you thought it through?", but his finger stopped on the chat interface, his eyelashes trembled, and he gave up.

Judging from Xie Sui's attitude, he should have thought it through. They are all teenagers who are just beginning to fall in love. How can they be so natural towards the person they like?

Xie Sui put down his phone, lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.

Tell yourself, don't be impatient. He was surprisingly patient with the kid.

His eyes fell back on the computer, where rows of files were transferred to the mailbox, all of which were related to the "Xie Group".

Xie Sui's dark eyes turned cold.

He had been in power at the Xie family for many years in his previous life and knew the internal affairs of the Xie Group like the back of his hand. With his help, it was easy for Qu Rong to be promoted to Xie Mingsen's side.

[Qu Rong: Judging from what Mr. Xie said, Xie Mingsen should be transferred out of the headquarters next year to take over "Xinrui" as CEO. 】

Xinrui is a technology company under the Xie family with very promising development prospects. Rather than saying it was a transfer, it would be more accurate to say that Xie Sinian gave Xie Mingsen a springboard to allow him to achieve something. Convince a group of people on the headquarters board of directors to facilitate the takeover of Xie Group in the future.

But he was afraid that his eldest son was destined to disappoint him.

Xie Sui had a particularly good memory. It seemed that Xinrui’s scandal in his previous life happened at the hands of Xie Mingsen.

The game it developed was sued for plagiarism, user information was exposed, negative news was overwhelming, the stock price fell rapidly, the capital chain was broken, and Xinrui had difficulty in cash flow. It was only after the Xie headquarters took action that the situation was saved.

He tapped his fingers twice on the table.

Xie Sui chuckled, his eyes slightly cold.

It would be too boring to live again and repeat the experiences of the previous life. It only took him three years to go from being the unrecognized illegitimate son of the Xie family to firmly sitting on the top of the Xie family's board of directors after a thorough reshuffle. This time, I'm afraid it will be even earlier. He will return to the Xie family sooner or later, but before that, he has to give them a surprise.

[Pay more attention to Xie Mingsen’s decisions, some of his words can be recorded]

[Qinghe Mansion, go there at the end of the year]

[Qu Rong: OK]

Xie Sui was spinning his pen when he received a call from Xu Shien.

He lowered his eyes, but his tone was calm: "Hello, aunt."

Xu Shien suppressed her excitement and pretended to be sad and angry. "A Sui, my aunt has finished reading your diary. She was so angry that she was shaking all over. It took her a long time to recover. My poor sister, how could she encounter such a thing! Qin Qiuyun is simply not a human being. I have contacted people and am investigating the Chengnan Guild Hall. I will definitely give your mother justice. I want Qin Qiuyun to know that in City A, our Xu family is not to be messed with."

Xie Sui curled his lips, mocking and sarcastic, but his tone was sad: "Thank you, auntie."

Xu Shien said, "When Qin Qiuyun comes down, Asui, you should go back to City A. Grandma and Grandpa miss you very much."

Xie Sui said nonchalantly: "Yeah."

He was not interested in their dog-eat-dog fight, and Qin Qiuyun didn't even have the desire to let him do it.

The purposes of the Xu family and Xu Shien are very clear. The Xu family wants to use him as a pawn and a point of connection with the Xie family. Xu Shien is even more daring. She has been coveting the position of mistress of the Xie family and has been preparing to make a move for many years.

The most common people he met in City A were idiots like this who thought they were smart.

The Xu family is not easy to mess with, but the Qin family is easy to mess with? Even though Qin Qiuyun had never been favored by the Qin family, her marriage to Xie Sinian was beyond everyone's expectations.

But his surname is Qin after all.

Xie Sui hung up the phone and smiled playfully.

On Monday, Song Yu went out directly with a book in hand.

"No need for Uncle Ma to send me off. I can take the bus myself."

Grandma Meng muttered, "Waiting for the bus is a waste of time. What if we are late?"

Song Yu: "Isn't it still early?"

He really didn't want to be in the same car with Ma Xiaoding. Listening to him asking him what happened in the Internet cafe that day was simply a nightmare.

When getting on the bus, Song Yu immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the bus.

But he was used to it, so he raised his eyes lazily and said nothing.

As he stood firm holding the bracelet, the girl next to him suddenly whispered, "Brother Yu, do you want to sit down?"

Song Yu looked at her bright eyes and raised an eyebrow. He was not old, weak, sick, disabled or pregnant, so why should she give him a seat? She said lightly, "Thank you, you can sit down."

The girl looked at him cautiously and continued to whisper, "Brother Yu, are you okay?"

Song Yu: “???”

The girl plucked up her courage and said solemnly: "You deserve better."

“…”

Oh, now I remember, everyone thought he was being cheated on.

Fine, he was too lazy to explain, being scumbag was better than being kissed.

After getting off the bus, Song Yu bought a cup of soy milk on the street and walked to school while biting the straw.

The bus stop is at the intersection, half a block away from the school gate.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly heard the noise of a fight coming from a narrow alley ahead.

A few curses were heard faintly, "Why is it so little? You look quite richly dressed, but your living expenses are so little?"

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 it. If I don't give you a good beating, you will never learn your lesson!"

"Really not, wuwuwuwu, really not."

"No? Then won't you ask your mother for more next time?"

Punches and kicks rained down. Muffled groans and crying could be heard in the alley, making quite a noise.

Song Yu finished the soy milk in one gulp and took a step forward. After seeing the scene clearly, I saw that the boy who was beaten was wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School. He was thin and weak, squatting in the corner crying.

The other group of people were tall and strong, also wearing school uniforms, but it was written on them that they were from No. 13 Middle School. They were probably a group of scum who collected protection fees everywhere.

"Bring five hundred tomorrow. If you're not there, then - ah!" The empty soy milk cup was thrown directly at the leader, hitting the back of his head. There was still some soy milk left in it, which splashed directly onto him.

The boy who was splashed with soy milk was furious and turned around: "Who!"

Song Yu didn't have a schoolbag on his back, but held a book in his hand. Facing the light, he said mockingly, "Your father."

He is tall and has long legs, fair and delicate skin, and pupils that are shallow and sharp under thin eyelids.

The leading young man flew into a rage: "You are looking for death."

But before he could get angry, the person next to him grabbed his sleeve. The person looked at Song Yu with some fear and whispered, "Boss, this person seems to be the new school bully of No. 1 Middle School."

The young man was stunned, his face still gloomy: "What are you afraid of? He is alone."

The person next to him swallowed his saliva and said, "Last time, he was also alone and defeated Gao Feng and his group."

Gao Feng, they still know each other. The young man was silent for a long time, then he cursed in a timid tone: "Bad luck, you are lucky, I will be late, otherwise I will beat you so badly that your mother won't recognize you."

Song Yu sneered and stood at the entrance of the alley, blocking it like a plague god, "Why are you in such a hurry? Did I let you go?"

“…”

A group of people from No. 13 Middle School.

"Don't cue my mom all the time. Call me grandma, okay, son?"

There were bursts of wailing coming from the alley, and finally a group of people from No. 13 Middle School left their money and crawled away crying and shouting.

Song Yu squatted down and helped him pick up his glasses.

The boy raised his head. He was very thin, with milky white skin, red eyes like a rabbit, and his lips were still trembling.

Seeing his face clearly, Song Yu felt that he looked familiar. Hey, isn’t this the person who sat in front of him during the monthly exam?

With glasses on, he looks like a clumsy nerd, and without them, he looks like a crying...rabbit?

Song Yu returned the glasses to him and asked a soul-searching question: "Brother, what's your name? Why do you always run into scumbags like this?"

"Thank you, Brother Yu." His hands were still shaking, his eyes were red, and he felt wronged and scared. "My name is Ren Wenhan."

Song Yu chewed the candy and looked at him doubtfully. She didn't know how to comfort him and said, "Let's go to school first. We're going to be late."

Ren Wenhan sniffed and tears fell again, "Okay."

He held his schoolbag tightly in his hands and put on glasses, looking particularly thin and pitiful.

However, after all this trouble, the bell rang as soon as they took their first step into the school.

The dean of studies has been very strict about tardiness lately. He held a megaphone and yelled angrily, "All those who came in from behind, come here and stand! You're late on Monday, why are you going to school?"

A group of students who were in a hurry to get to their destination wailed, gave up resistance, and silently stood in a line at the door, like a welcoming team.

Song Yu sighed inwardly that his luck was really bad.

Ren Wenhan was still crying beside him, sobbing: "Brother Yu, I'm sorry, I got you into trouble."

Song Yu held the candy in his mouth and said, "Don't blame you. I was in a bad mood. Thank you for sending me a group of people to vent my anger."

Ren Wenhan looked at him blankly.

The boy's profile stood tall and handsome in the golden morning light. He was also wearing a school uniform, but he had a kind of vigorous energy like green grass. His attitude was lazy and different from others.

His breathing hitched and he couldn't help but clutch his schoolbag tightly with his fingers.

Someone nearby cursed: "The only one in the whole school who is troublesome is Master Mingyue. I'm standing there for a morning self-study class. I'll run away when he leaves."

"It was him who attacked Shushan Building last time, damn it, I'm going to beat him up when I get the chance."

"He put a sack on his head, blocked the street corner, and then put the blame on Song Yu. Isn't he a school bully? We told him what a school bully should do, but we didn't want him to become stupid like him."

"I said that as a school bully, he had no sense of existence. He was only a little bit impressive on that day."

Song Yu rolled the candy on his tongue, treating them as a bunch of idiots.

The dean finally caught the man who was trying to run away on his bicycle, grabbed his collar, put him next to Song Yu, and sneered: "Run? You still want to run? I have been teaching for so many years and there has never been a student who has run away from me!"

The bicycle student forced a smile and said, "Teacher, I just helped an old lady cross the road."

Dean of Studies: "What a coincidence, a bunch of people in front of us said the same thing. According to what you said, at the red light at the school gate, an average of one old lady passes by every minute."

The bicycle is no longer smiling.

The dean of studies held a megaphone and yelled at him: "You are late, so you are still trying to make excuses. Write a 5,000-word self-reflection!"

After teaching this one a lesson, the dean came up to Song Yu with a loud speaker. He had a lot of words to say to the bad student, but he stopped talking when Song Yu looked up.

The two of them stared at each other.

Dean of Studies: "Why you again?!"

The student who ran faster than a rabbit in Shushan Building last time.

Master Miejue has always been impartial and not afraid of Song Yu's background. He is upright and honest, so he has nothing to be afraid of when the mayor asks him questions.

Song Yu: "Hello, teacher."

Dean of Studies: "...Tell me why you are late."

Song Yu laughed and said, "I went to do something righteous."

"What?"

"A group of thugs from No. 13 Middle School are bullying students from No. 1 Middle School. As the school bully, of course I have to take the lead and stop this evil behavior."

Ren Wenhan's eyes were still red, and he raised his hand weakly: "I... I can prove it."

Dean of Studies: “…”

Gao Feng and his group: "..."

When they heard the school bully, they all turned around, and like Sunflower, their eyes were full of shock.

"Song Yu?!"

The first one to shout out was Gao Feng.

Song Yu smiled: "Hi."

Gao Feng: ——Fuck!

Could you please stop being so excited? Damn it, he never wants to hear this word again in his life.

The dean was half-believing and half-doubting, when suddenly the principal's voice rang out from behind him: "What are you doing? Why are you all standing in a row?"

The dean of studies looked back and saw not only the principal, but also two vice-principals, all following a tall boy.

"Principal, I'm punishing students who are late."

The principal was cheerful and kind: "Then there's no need to stand at the door. Students still want to save face. Just ask them to go back and write a self-criticism."

Dean of Studies: “…Yes.”

The students standing in a row subconsciously looked at the boy of the same age.

Her clothes are quite expensive, her temperament shows that she is pampered, and her smile is gentle. Everyone was looking at him, but his eyes were looking at Song Yu, not very warmly: "Song Yu?"

Song Yu's eyes were cold.

Qin Mo didn't give in either.

In fact, he had a good impression of Song Yu at the beginning. He liked all good-looking people, both men and women. Song Yu's personality was quite to his liking, and she acted both cool and wild on the terrace, which must have been quite exciting. But later on, Song Yu showed her dislike for him so obviously that his love for him faded. In the past, when he encountered such difficult situations, he would use some not-so-gentle means to make them surrender.

But he is a member of the Song family and is too wary of others.

I've given up the idea and now I'm just tired of seeing it.

Moreover, in comparison, he prefers the cold, silent and proud beauty. Song Yu has been spoiled by the Song family to the point of lawlessness.