But Song Yibai, whom he loved deeply, said innocently when he confessed his love:
"I just think of you as a brother."
elder brother?
When Song Jin thought of what Song Yibai had said, she felt like laughing.
Brother shit.
Aren’t five brothers enough?
"Aunt?" Song Sixing called her cautiously.
"Yeah, I'm listening."
Song Jin's voice remained unchanged, and Song Sixing was a little unsure of what she was thinking.
"Do you still like him?"
"I don't like it anymore."
Hearing Song Jin's answer, Song Sixing seemed relieved.
"It's okay if he doesn't like you. He doesn't like you. He will be hurt if you keep chasing him."
"Well, anything else?"
Song Jin responded easily and casually asked if there was anything else.
Song Sixing knew that she wanted to hang up the phone and smiled bitterly.
"It's nothing, Auntie. You must come back to celebrate your birthday in a few days."
"good."
After ending the call, Song Jin turned her head to look out the window, thinking about the original owner, Bai Yueguang Cheng Zian.
In the eyes of the original owner, Cheng Zian in memory almost always had a ten-level filter every time he appeared, and he just felt that he was particularly perfect and handsome.
But Bai Yueguang cannot be obtained.
Song Jin had no intention of pursuing him. After all, Cheng Zian clearly liked Song Yibai, and he would rather be Song Yibai's brother and be close to him.
When she returned to the Qin family, she saw Qin Yansheng in the hall again. He seemed to come back earlier than her every day, and then sit on the sofa and tinker with the computer.
Or just read a book...
Song Jin felt extremely surprised. Is it really so easy to be a president?
Thinking back to when she was young, she was exhausted every day. Later, she hired a few capable managers and only then had time to do other things.
Qin Yansheng saw her come back, raised his hand and waved, calling her over.
"Auntie, come here."
The waving gesture seemed to be calling the younger generation.
Song Jin glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over.
"What's wrong?"
"Your birthday is in two days. Do you want to invite your friends over here to celebrate your birthday?"
Qin Yansheng asked.
Song Jin blinked, her tone a little puzzled: "How do you know my birthday is coming soon?"
In her memory, she had never seen this man before.
"Your grandfather said so." He brought up Old Master Song as an excuse without any guilt.
Old Master Song, who was far away in the Song family's old house, suddenly sneezed violently.
He muttered a little, turned around, picked up his phone and called his family doctor.
"My grandfather said that?"
Song Jin was stunned for a moment, and narrowed her beautiful eyes suspiciously, "Didn't my grandfather tell you that I would also go back to celebrate my birthday this year?"
"You, want to go back to the Song family?"
Qin Yansheng frowned, his eyes darkening.
She only stayed here for three days and forgave those people?
"Why? You forgive them?"
"It's not about forgiveness... I just went back to celebrate my birthday."
Song Jin curled her lips and smiled lightly, with a hint of coldness in her smile.
Forgive? She wasn't the original owner, so what right did she have to say the word forgive?
Although the original owner was soft-hearted, he only hated the heroine when he was kicked out of the house, and did not hate his relatives.
But Song Jin asked herself, if it were her, she would not be able to help but hate those so-called "relatives".
What's more, she swore a vow when she left the Song family that she would not go back there even if the Song family begged her.
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