Chapter 30 1.5 System Users

"System, grandson, bastard, monster." Song Ruochen cursed, "Have you finished the test?"

[Current progress is 50%, good soon.]

【Eyes shift and whistle.jpg】

Jian Yuheng held Secretary Song in his arms steadily and walked out for the fifth time. The secretary rested her head on his shoulder, her face gradually becoming more and more angry.

It's hard to hold back laughter, Jian Yuheng is trying hard to do so.

Don't you want to hug me? Why are you still angry?

It can't be that the system is broken, right?

ding dong.

This time, Song Ruochen slipped down the stairs.

Song Ruochen: “…Wow.”

Ding-dong, ding-dong, and there was a lot of wow sound.

After living long enough, Jian Yuheng saw the figure skating floor.

And then, ding.

"Ah wow..." Song Ruochen slid up the stairs.

Jian Yuheng: “?”

Is the system broken?

So funny, being stuck on the stairs, like Xiao Chou, hahahaha...ha.

Jian Yuheng: “:|”

I am also a little ugly.

[Almost there, almost there, the last 20%. 】

Song Ruochen slid down the stairs at 0.5 times the speed, and his ankle slowly hit the edge of the stairs.

[Today's rollback times have been used up, please refresh at midnight~]

Song Ruochen tilted his head, as if...

Jian Yuheng waited for five seconds, and after making sure that this wave of crazy skills had cooled down, he sighed lightly, walked downstairs, and just like the previous times, he picked up the omega on the ground.

Defeated by setbacks, Song Ruochen opened one eye. 0.o

"Why did I feel that the last time he hugged me, his left foot came out first?" Song Ruochen asked the system.

【I just remembered it wrong. 】

"The villain is pretty good. He picked me up." Song Ruochen said, "I won't call him a villain anymore."

【upright.】

"That's not necessary." Song Ruochen said, "System, my feet hurt so much, please forgive me for my feet."

At a table in the guest reception area, Yan Ci was chatting with Meng Yumian——

"Later, I heard that someone had planned to embarrass me at the party that day," Meng Yumian said. "Secretary Song made me look awful."

"Just tell me whether you have solved it or not." Yan Ci said, "Little Grape is very good."

"Song Ruochen tastes like grapes?" Meng Yumian asked, "I thought he would taste like something colder."

"By the way, I found out..." Yan Ci lowered his voice, "Jian Feng's brother seems to treat Secretary Song..."

There was some noise coming from the other side of the hall. Yan Ci looked over and saw Jian Yuheng walking towards him steadily, holding an omega.

A certain secretary naturally leaned his head on Jian Yuheng's shoulder with an expressionless face, looking a little depressed.

"What's wrong with Secretary Song?" Meng Yumian turned around, "?"

Yan Ci has disappeared.

Song Ruochen sat on the sofa in the lounge, waiting for his family doctor.

"He went downstairs, and he went downstairs too." Jian Feng gestured to explain to Yan Ci, "He fell, and he picked it up."

Song Ruochen: “?”

What the hell?

Jian Yuheng patted his shoulder and said, "Speak for yourself."

"When the accident happened, I was thinking about the future of Xiaoshi." Song Ruochen said, "It's a work injury, Mr. Jian just needs to pay a few hundred million yuan."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

It doesn't seem to hurt, and it can even make your mouth water.

With a creak, the sickly little childhood sweetheart Meng Yumian pushed open the door, sat down on the stool, and panted.

"Young Master, Young Master." The family doctor came quickly, "Let me see what's going on."

The doctor checked it out and said, "It's just a minor sprain and a little broken skin. It's nothing serious. Just rest for two days and it will be fine."

It's only been two days, Song Ruochen wants to take a week off.

"Then I'll have to let the eldest and second young masters do my work for the next two days." Song Ruochen said regretfully, "I'm so sorry."

There was cheering outside the door, and the wedding banquet began.

Song Ruochen was quite curious about this wedding in the ABO world. Yan Ci probably saw it, and ordered Meng Yumian to push Song Ruochen, and the three of them went to watch the excitement.

"Brother, do you have a bad temper?" Jian Yuheng asked, "Yan Ci doesn't stick to you, and your childhood sweetheart doesn't seem to care much about you either."

Jian Feng: “Hiss…”

Do you have a good personality?

You can't just tell the truth.

-

On the stage, the beautiful omega bride, wearing a veil, said her marriage vows with her alpha husband, both of them with smiles in their eyes.

Offstage.

"Brother." Jian Feng said, "Do I still have a chance to meet that omega who is 100% compatible with you?"

Jian Yuheng: “.”

The 100% matching omega sat in a wheelchair, looking at the newlyweds curiously with sparkling eyes.

Jian Yuheng's eyes softened. Some people are so lively on a daily basis that they give people a headache. Do they actually hope to have an alpha of their own?

Not far away, Song Ruochen asked Yan Ci: "Zao Zao, are there any friends getting married recently? Are the dishes and snacks still this delicious?"

"It seems that there is no more." Yan Ci pondered, "How about Jian Feng and I hold a wedding anniversary banquet six months in advance, and you can come to the banquet, Little Grape."

Song Ruochen: "...Call me Secretary Song."

Soon the hairy monster will also start shouting.

"Secretary Song, there is a family dinner at Jian Feng's house next Friday. Can you go with me?" Yan Ci asked.

"Ah, I'm going to a performance art exhibition next Friday night. Can Secretary Song accompany me?" Meng Yumian also asked.

Yan Ci: “?”

"Secretary Song is my...my husband's senior secretary." Yan Ci said, "We met first. 0.0."

"Ahem... ahem... Secretary Song is the only person I can rely on in this city." Meng Yumian said, "I'm still sick, please let me go."

[Secretary Song's reputation dropped by 20 points.]

Song Ruochen: “?”

What? What is this?

Whose script hit him on the head?

【Job's barley.】

【Ha ha ha ha.】

【Little grape, great.】

[You have to accompany Yan Ci on Friday, because at the family dinner, Yan Ci will meet Jian Feng's grandparents. The grandparents don't like Yan Ci, because they always hope that Jian Feng can marry an omega of equal status, so they often speak ill of Yan Ci. ]

[The protagonist is very afraid of them, and the protagonist fails to notice their emotions in time. 】

【The sad Yan Ci packed his bag.】

"Where are we?" Song Ruochen asked numbly, "The North and South Poles?"

【No, that’s not the case.】

[The sad Yan Ci stayed at home for a week because he was too sad. Secretary Song searched the whole world out of inertia.]

Song Ruochen: “…”

Song Ruochen: “…………”

"Okay." Song Ruochen said, "I will never let Madam suffer any grievances."

That hairy monster?

Maoguai is a pretty nice guy, and Song Ruochen will not let him suffer any grievances.

"Don't quarrel because of me." Song Ruochen said, "I'll bring the water."

Not far away, Jian Yuheng asked the waiter for another glass of wine. The wine was well brewed and tasted sweet, but he just felt that something was missing.

"Yuheng." Jian Feng remembered something, "Next week is Grandpa's 70th birthday, remember to make time for it."

"Okay." Jian Yuheng said, "No problem."

Jian Feng: "I'll ask Secretary Song to plan it carefully to show my filial piety."

Jian Yuheng: “?”

Who are you talking about?

Filial piety or a smiling heart?

"How about I do it..." Jian Yuheng felt uneasy.

"It's just a small matter. Let Secretary Song take care of it. He just needs to rest for two days." Jian Feng said, "Don't leave him idle."

-

A few days later.

A luxury car whizzed over and stopped at the entrance of the banquet venue. The door opened and Jian Si and Chen Wu got out.

Because they lived a life of luxury, the years did not leave many traces on these two elderly people.

"This is a beautiful venue," Ms. Chen Wu praised. "Celebrate your 70th birthday well today."

"Will the boss's wife come today?" asked Jian Si, the grandfather of Jian Yuheng and Jian Feng.

"I don't like that little omega very much." Chen Wu frowned. "He's timid and timid. He's afraid of me. I valued Meng Yumian more at first. He and Jian Feng grew up together, and he has a calm and dignified personality."

"Meng Yumian is good," Jian Si said, "but her health is not very good, so she is not suitable for the job."

"Mianmian is holding an art exhibition in City A recently." Chen Wu said, "How could Jian Feng ignore her? I want to go see Mianmian when I have time."

"Secretary Song, haha, come and chase me!" A wheelchair flew over.

Grandpa: “?”

grandmother:"?"

"Meng Yumian, stop." Yan Ci put his hands on his hips.

What appeared before Grandpa and Grandma was a huge exhibition hall, half of which was filled with tables and chairs, and the other half was filled with strange people.

"What, what is this?" asked Ms. Chen Wu.

"Performance art exhibition for the 70th birthday banquet." Jian Yuheng said expressionlessly, "Grandpa and grandma, please take a seat."

Grandpa, grandma: "..."

"Please take a seat, Grandpa and Grandma." Song Ruochen guided with a smile, "This place is grand, spacious, free, and has many advantages."

The main reason was that he slept at home for three days and only remembered to plan a birthday banquet at the last hour. There was no place left in the city, and only Meng Yumian was willing to give up half of the venue.

It happened to be Friday night, so he could accompany two at a time.

"Secretary Song." Meng Yumian came over. "I'm wearing this yellow camouflage suit today."

Grandpa: “…”

grandmother:"……"

"In fact, I think," said Ms. Chen Wu, "Yan Ci is a very dignified child."

"Yes, yes." Grandpa said, "He is just a little timid. If I teach him more in the future, maybe he will get better."

"Be strict with him." Chen Wu said, "Maybe he will soon become an omega worthy of our Jian family."

The venue for the double banquet was actually a holiday winery with beautiful scenery. After the banquet started, the group doing the performance art exhibition went to the hall next door, and the birthday banquet finally became serious.

Song Ruochen glanced at him. Yan Ci was sitting very straight with a standard smile on his face. He was so nervous that he was silent. People around him started to eat, but Yan Ci was still in the state of not turning the page of the PPT.

Song Ruochen turned the table and gave Yan Ci a piece of pork ribs: "Madam, eat."

Yan Ci: “0.0…”

Yan Ci, who was already hungry, lowered his head and prepared to eat the spare ribs.

"Yan Ci." Jian Feng's uncle spoke up, his tone accusing, "No one else has picked up their chopsticks yet, how can you start eating first?"

All eyes at the dinner table immediately focused on Yan Ci.

Grandma raised her eyes, glanced at her eldest son with dissatisfaction, and then looked at Yan Ci.

This granddaughter-in-law is still as soft, sticky and timid as ever.

Yan Ci: “0.0…”

"What's going on?" Secretary Song beside Yan Ci spoke up, "No one else spoke, but Mr. Jian spoke first, didn't he?"

Jian Yuheng glanced over and saw the lively little secretary with his left hand on his cheek, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and his eyes were cold and contemptuous.

Uncle Jian Feng: “…”

"My husband... said it's time to eat." Yan Ci glanced at Song Ruochen, clenched his fist, and continued, "Husband and wife are one body. So uncle thinks that Jian Feng has no say in this family?"

Song Ruochen: “:)”

"How about... we all sit down," Yan Ci said, "and wait for uncle to give the starting gun?"

"Grandpa just started eating." Song Ruochen said, "Mr. Jian said 'everyone'. Does that mean he is acknowledging that there is no grandpa in the family anymore?"

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Feng: “…………”

Grandpa: “.”

Uncle Jian was sweating profusely.

"Alright, alright." Grandma Chen Wu said, "A birthday banquet is for fun. You can eat whatever you like. Why are there so many rules? A harmonious family brings prosperity. Don't always bully Yan Ci."

Grandpa: "Yes, yes."

Jian Yuheng and Jian Feng's uncle quickly apologized: "Sorry, it was unintentional. I educate my children this way at home. It's a habit."

"Heartless, but also brainless?" Song Ruochen said, "Then I understand and respect it."

"Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng shouted.

That's it, full fire.

"I'm sorry for my words." Song Ruochen said, "It's great that Mr. Jian doesn't bother with me."

Chen Wu raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ci with satisfaction, then cast his gaze at Song Ruochen with interest.

"Is Secretary Song married?" Chen Wu asked, "Have you found a suitable alpha?"

"Not interested at the moment." Song Ruochen said politely.

"Okay, I understand." Chen Wu said, "Everyone, hurry up and eat. We will cut the birthday cake later."

Song Ruochen: “：D”

I’ve never eaten birthday cake. Do you think it smells good?

Jian Yuheng glanced at the secretary beside him. Song Ruochen only ate fruit snacks and didn't eat much meat. His wrists were so thin and his shoulders and back looked frail too.

"Little Grape, the hairy monster will return to his city soon." Yan Ci whispered, "I am your long-term friend."

"Let's play together, but no crickets allowed," Song Ruochen said, "and don't cricket me behind my back."

Yan Ci looked away.

Song Ruochen turned around and saw a large pig's trotter in the bowl.

Song Ruochen: “:0”

ding dong.

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Song Ruochen turned around and blocked the pig's trotter that Jian Yuheng was about to grab: "Second Young Master, keep it for yourself to heal."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

In this way, evil thoughts defeated good thoughts.

【Feedback a piece of latest news. 】

Song Ruochen: “?”

【After the system maintenance, the number of online users of the restored coin purse is still 1.5 people. 】

[The main system said that this 0.5 may not mean that there is half a person, but that this person only has half the usage rights. ]

Song Ruochen: “Fuck.”

Song Ruochen: "Then isn't he just getting something for free?"

【Forehead...】

【Maybe he doesn’t necessarily want this blessing?】

[I will start from the North Pole and scan everyone from north to south. It is expected to take three years.]

[We have to find this half-man and apologize to him.]

Song Ruochen: "You apologize yourself, I won't take the blame."

[In short, the rollback system is working normally, and we are both looking for someone. ]

"Okay." Song Ruochen said.

The birthday cake was delicious, and Song Ruochen was very pleased with himself and showed off two large pieces. After the meal, grandpa and grandma were in a good mood and suggested that everyone go sing.

Song Ruochen followed him, and Maoguai, who had just finished a performance art exhibition, also followed him.

Jian Feng selected a lot of songs and asked everyone to sing: "Brother, I've made it a little difficult for you, can you sing?"

"Wow, this song has high notes." An alpha from the Jian family said, "I can do this!"

"I'll give it a try." Jian Yuheng said, "When I was in school, I won the Top Ten Singers twice, sang at graduation ceremonies twice, and sang at the opening ceremony once."

Jian Feng: “?”

Why are you suddenly reading my resume?

Song Ruochen became interested and looked up at Jian Yuheng.

However, this high note is indeed difficult and the success rate is not high. Jian Yuheng shouted it once and just happened to sing it. He is not sure whether he can succeed the second time.

"It sounds good!" Yan Ci applauded.

"It sounds nice." Song Ruochen said.

He just wanted to record a villain singing, but his phone fell into the seam of the sofa and he couldn't get it back for a long time.

There was no other way, Song Ruochen had to go back.

ding dong.

The phone returned to Song Ruochen's hands and the song returned to its prelude.

"Brother!" Jian Feng said, "You can do it."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Dish

I've already said the success rate is not high, why do we have to sing from the beginning again!

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Jian Er: When bragging, no one said that they would examine their strength many times!