Chapter 24: He is the Second Young Master Song
Chapter Twenty-Four: He is Young Master Song
The Song family has two sons.
The eldest son was raised from the beginning to be the sole heir. From childhood to adulthood, he accompanied Song Chunju to various business occasions and banquets. He grew up under the spotlight and the strict standards of the Song family to become the eldest son of Song who could stand on his own.
The second son, however, is quite different from his elder brother.
He rarely appears in public and has never been widely exposed in the media, but he is a household name among the rich second-generation.
He was a notorious playboy and a dissolute man.
At this point, Tang Man's mouth was dry, so she took a sip of water and reminded Wen Jinye, "Make a note of this second young master's preferences."
Wen Jin is also a typical pen-and-paper writer, habitually carrying a small notebook wherever she goes.
She rummaged through her bag for paper and pens, but unexpectedly touched a metal cuff inlaid with a blue gemstone.
Simple yet stylish, the blue gemstones gleam softly under the light, and an almost imperceptible letter, F, is embossed on the back of the cuff.
This is the bag Wen Jinye carries most often because it's big enough, convenient, and versatile in style.
Furthermore, Wen Jin was also carrying this bag when she went to the school to find An Kang and Song Zaizhen.
Wen Jin's thoughts were drawn back to the moment the elevator malfunctioned, when she briefly grabbed the man's wrist.
Therefore, Wen Jin could not think of any other possible owner for this cufflink besides Fu Yanjing.
In Wen Jinye's memory, Fu Yanjing had so many high-end handmade custom-made suits that it was impossible to count them all. Every single one of them was perfectly matched, from the brooch to the cuffs, inside and out.
He probably never wore that suit again from that day on, so he didn't notice that it was missing.
Wen Jin's temples throbbed slightly; he felt like he was dealing with a hot potato.
Why--
Just when she was determined to completely sever all ties with Fu Yanjing, something unexpected always happened.
She acted recklessly last night while drunk, and if she contacts Fu Yanjing now to return the money, who knows what kind of nasty and sarcastic things he might say.
Wen Jin also carefully put away the cufflink, which was probably worth an apartment in the city center, thinking that she would let things take their course and find a way to return it to him quietly.
Tang Man didn't notice Wen Jin's unusual behavior. She also said she was tired and took a break before returning to the topic.
Wen Jin also listed out the personalities and hobbies of the second young master of the Song family.
They even found out that he was going hiking in Mingzhu Mountain tonight.
Tang Man had worked at Jiangbei TV for many years and had a wide network of connections, so it was not surprising that she could find out about this kind of thing.
After sharing all her knowledge without reservation, Tang Man considerately asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to know?"
Wen Jin nodded. "For example, what's his name?"
Even the most meticulous plans can have flaws. Tang Man slapped her forehead and laughed at herself in exasperation.
"Damn, I almost forgot to tell you the most important thing, the second young master's name is Song Zaizhen."
"Song, at—"
Wen Jin paused, and a blob of black ink immediately spread across the paper.
Do they share the same name?
After all, it was hard for Wen Jin to connect the arrogant and mysterious second young master of the Song Group with the younger brother who sent her cute puppy emojis on WeChat that morning.
Besides, she still doesn't know which character "zhen" in Song Zaizhen's name is.
*
The hum of cars broke the silence of the night at Mingzhu Mountain.
On the winding mountain road, all kinds of sports cars sped down the mountain like arrows released from a bow.
When Wen Jin went up the mountain, unexpectedly yet predictably, she saw Lin Zhiying there.
Indeed, just as Tang Man spared no effort in helping Wen Jin also secure resources, Wang Pangzi would naturally go to great lengths to pave the way for Lin Zhiying.
Upon seeing Wen Jinye, Lin Zhiying immediately went on high alert, her face filled with wariness and disgust. "What are you doing here?"
Wen Jin glanced at her, showing no desire for a verbal exchange. "This doesn't seem to be a paid area."
Lin Zhiying snorted coldly, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to, but you can give up on that idea. I've already taken care of the connections here, and Young Master Song is definitely mine."
Wen Jin also sensed the ambiguity in her words and smiled sweetly, "I'm here to compete for the interview, not to steal a man."
Lin Zhiying was speechless for a moment.
But she quickly composed herself, took out her phone and looked at the screen again and again to make sure her makeup and posture were perfect, and even corrected the stray hairs that should have been on her forehead.
"I'm being magnanimous today and I'm too lazy to argue with you and play these word games."
Anyway—
Director Wang has already taken care of things for her; his cousin is the most trusted henchman of Young Master Song.
It's better to whisper in Song Ershao's ear than for Wen Jin to suddenly appear out of nowhere.
Buzz—
Huge waves of cars swept past in front of me.
Then came a series of braking sounds.
A group of dissolute young men finally finished their thrilling activities and stepped out of their vehicles.
Only the red sports car at the front remained stationary.
Before long, a hand as slender as a bamboo shoot reached out from the car door, its fingertips toying with a cigarette.
A boy in a blue tracksuit walked over, lit a lighter, bent down, and said something to the people in the car while pointing in the direction of Wen Jinye and Lin Zhiying.
Lin Zhiying let out a haughty snort, her head held high and chest puffed out like a peacock.
Wen Jin ignored her.
But they fell silent.
They really are people with connections.
The boy in blue proactively opened the car door for the person inside, bowing and scraping like a trusted eunuch from ancient times, which also indirectly confirmed the extraordinary status of the person inside the car.
He must be the leader of their group, most likely the infamous Second Young Master Song.
Wen Jinye's gaze remained fixed on that direction.
The man got out of the car.
While casually straightening his clothes, he chuckled, "Wow, these reporters are really something, trying to interview my dad by harassing me."
He threw his cigarette on the ground and asked with displeasure, "Which one is your reporter sister?"
As he spoke, the boy turned around.
The moment his eyes met Wen Jinye's, his body stiffened noticeably.
A look of surprise also appeared in Wen Jin's eyes.
Neither Lin Zhiying nor her so-called younger brother noticed anything amiss.
The boy in blue pointed at Lin Zhiying, "Second Young Master Song, this is my sister."
Lin Zhiying held her head high and chest out, almost causing sparks to fly from her hair.
Song Zaizhen's nonchalant expression had completely vanished. He whispered, "Sister."
Lin Zhiying was flattered and immediately went to greet him, her voice sweet and soft, "Oh, Second Young Master, you're too kind. You don't need to call me that like my brother—"
Lin Zhiying's voice stopped abruptly, and her smile froze on her face.
Because that Second Young Master Song didn't even glance at her.
The boy's slender figure swept past her without even glancing at her, and walked straight behind her.
The obedient figure standing in front of Wen Jinye showed no sharpness whatsoever.
"Sister, what are you doing here?"
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