Song Yu: "…"

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

Song Wanying sneered. As the only daughter of the Song family and the top socialite in A City, the thing she disdained the most was money, okay?

"Okay, okay, okay," Song Wanying replied perfunctorily without sincerity. "I'm shallow. I wish your pure love a happy ending soon. Since you're so good, bring her home for Mom and Dad to see."

The last sentence was simply a provocation.

If he brought her home, his legs would probably be broken. No, why would he bring Xie Sui home for the New Year?!

Song Yu: "Why are you so talkative? I'm hanging up."

He must have been crazy to think of saying such things to Song Wanying.

Song Yu returned to the apartment alone. After taking a shower, he went to bed. His head sank into the soft pillow. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong.

He scratched his head and sat up. He took out his phone and wanted to send a message to Xie Sui.

However, after typing a line, he looked at it for a long time and deleted it. He typed another line and deleted it again.

After hesitating for seven or eight minutes, he pursed his lips and chose to go to sleep.

"Why are you so innocent, Big Brother?

You kissed her first. Even if it was an accident, it's not a loss. "

He muttered to himself.

He closed his eyes and changed his signature so that Xie Sui could see it.

[We're too young to know how to love and be loved, because our hearts have been hurt.]

Do you know what I mean?

However, he didn't know whether Xie Sui understood or not. Someone in Class One posted this on the forum, and the whole forum "understood" it.

[Kang kang, what does Brother Yu's personality signature mean?]

Main post: He changed it at one o 'clock in the morning. F * ck, why isn't he sleeping in the middle of the night? What's wrong with Brother Yu?

1l: What else can it be? He's troubled by love.

People in love are all pretentious and old-fashioned. I didn't expect Brother Yu, such a cool guy, to be on this road of no return.

2l: Look at this stupid style. Why do I feel that Brother Yu copied it from Baidu's "Sad Personality Signature of the Year"?

3l: Brother Yu was trashed by a bad woman?

4 l:?

Can we, Sui Yu and An CP, say a word? [Hesitant to speak.jpg]

5l: What?

Brother Yu was crying because of a bad woman?

6 l: I'm so sad. My heart is hurt. Wuwuwu

7 l: Brother Yu is crying, I don't want to live anymore (cry) (cry) (cry)

The others were speechless.

Tonight, this building became the scene of a mourning party.

Song Yu went home on Sunday.

After a night, Grandmother Meng's anger had dissipated. She scolded him softly, "If you don't like that child of the Qin family, you don't have to go. You shouldn't give her face like that. Don't do this next time."

Song Yu thought to himself that as long as Qin Mo didn't provoke him and Xie Sui, no one would care about him. However, his mouth was obedient. When he smiled, his dimples appeared. "Okay, got it."

She did her homework in the garden in the afternoon.

Song Yu received a message from Ma Xiaoding.

[Sadako does not forget the well-digger:?

Brother Yu, are you crying?!]

[Sadako does not forget the well-digger: Oh my god, what happened to you when the internet cafe had a blackout qwq]

Song Yu almost lost his grip on his phone. She had touched on his sore spot. He didn't want to recall what happened during the blackout at the internet cafe, okay?

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

What were they talking about?

Ma Xiaoding sent him a link to a forum.

[Sadako does not forget the well-digger: qwq the tragedy caused by your signature.]

Song Yu clicked on the building on his phone. The front part was normal, but the back part was full of [Wailing] emojis. It was a series of mourning parties. "I'm heartbroken. Wuwuwu", "Brother Yu is crying. I'm dead." Tears flowed like a river.

He was dazzled.

When did he cry? Why didn't he know?

However, Song Yu returned to look at his signature and choked on his saliva. He coughed awkwardly.

He hurriedly deleted it with a guilty conscience. He wondered if water had entered his brain yesterday.

[Sadako does not forget the well-digger: I'll ask God Xie. He was the closest to you. What happened that day qwq]

"F * ck!" Song Yu's eyes widened.

He quickly typed, "Ma Xiaoding, don't." However, before he could finish his sentence, Ma Xiaoding sent another message.

[Sadako does not forget the well-digger:???

God Xie said it was a secret.

What?]

Song Yu: "…"

[Your husband, Brother Yu:)]

He exited and received a message from Xie Sui.

[Xie Sui: Are you crying?]

Song Yu's heart stopped for a moment. His heart, which had calmed down with great difficulty, was stirred up again.

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

[Xie Sui: That's good.]

After a minute, another message slowly came from the other side.

[Xie Sui: I thought I kissed you until you cried.]

Song Yu: "…"

[Your husband, Brother Yu: I have something to discuss with you!

It's all an accident!

Let's pretend that nothing happened last night, okay?]

[Xie Sui: Okay.]

He thought that he would have to go to school on Monday to make things clear, but he didn't expect to talk about it today.

Song Yu heaved a long sigh of relief. He wanted to ask Xie Sui if he had thought it through, but his fingers stopped on the chat interface. His eyelashes fluttered, and he gave up.

Looking at Xie Sui's attitude, he should have thought it through.

They were both teenagers who had just fallen in love. How could they be so natural with the person they liked?

Xie Sui put down his phone and smiled faintly.

He told himself that he couldn't be anxious.

He was surprisingly patient with this child.

His gaze fell on the computer again. Rows of documents were sent to his mailbox. They were all related to the "Xie Corporation".

Xie Sui's dark eyes turned cold.

He had been in charge of the Xie family for many years in his previous life, so he knew the internal affairs of the Xie Corporation like the back of his hand.

With his help, it would be easy for Qu Rong to be promoted to Xie Mingsen's side.

[Qu Rong: According to Chairman Xie, Xie Mingsen will be transferred out of the headquarters next year to take over Xinrui as the CEO.]

Xinrui was a technology company under the Xie Corporation. Its development prospects were very promising.

Rather than a transfer, it was better to say that Xie Sinian was giving Xie Mingsen a springboard to make some achievements.

He had convinced a group of people in the headquarters to take over the Xie Corporation in the future.

However, his eldest son was destined to disappoint him.

Xie Sui had a very good memory. In his previous life, Xinrui's scandal seemed to have happened because of Xie Mingsen.

The game he developed was accused of plagiarism. The user's information was exposed, and the stock price fell rapidly. The capital chain was broken, and Xinrui had difficulties in cash flow.

It was only after the Xie Corporation's headquarters intervened that the situation was salvaged.

He tapped his finger on the table twice.

Xie Sui chuckled. His eyes were cold.

It was too boring to be reborn and repeat the experience of his previous life.

It only took him three years to be the illegitimate son of the Xie family who was never recognized by anyone to be the head of the Xie Corporation's board of directors.

This time, it would be even earlier.

He would return to the Xie family sooner or later. Before that, he had to give them a surprise.

[Pay more attention to Xie Mingsen's decisions. You can record some of his words.]

[Qinghe Residence. End of the year. Go there.]

[Qu Rong: Okay.]

Xie Sui twirled his pen. Then, he received a call from Xu Shien.

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

Xu Shien suppressed his excitement and pretended to be sad and angry. "A Sui, Auntie read the diary last time. After reading it, she was so angry that her whole body trembled. It took a long time for her to calm down.

My poor sister, sigh, why did she have to encounter such a thing?!

Qin Qiuyun is not human. I've already contacted people to investigate the Chengnan Guild Hall. We will definitely give your mother justice.

I want to let Qin Qiuyun know that in A City, the Xu family is not to be trifled with. "

Xie Sui curled his lips and mocked, but his tone was sad. "Thank you, Auntie."

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

Xie Sui said casually, "Okay."

He was not interested in their dogfight. Qin Qiuyun did not even want him to do anything.

The Xu family and Xu Shien's purpose was very obvious. The Xu family wanted to use him as a chess piece to establish a relationship with the Xie family.

Xu Shien was even more daring. He coveted the position of the Xie family's matriarch and had been itching to make a move for many years.

The people he met the most in A City were idiots who thought they were smart.

The Xu family was not to be trifled with, but the Qin family was?

Qin Qiuyun had always been disliked by the Qin family. Her marriage to Xie Sinian was unexpected.

But after all, her surname was Qin.

Xie Sui hung up the phone and smiled mockingly.

On Monday, Song Yu carried a book and went out directly.

"Uncle Ma, you don't have to send me. I'll take the bus myself."

Grandmother Meng muttered, "It's a waste of time to wait for the bus. What if you're late?"

Song Yu said, "It's still early."

He really did not want to be in the same bus as Ma Xiaoding. It was a nightmare to listen to him ask about what happened at the Internet cafe that day.

When he got on the bus, Song Yu attracted the attention of everyone on the bus.

However, he was used to it. He lazily looked up at Yangyang and did not say anything.

Just as he steadied himself with his bracelet, the girl next to him suddenly whispered, "Brother Yu, do you want to sit?"

Song Yu looked at her bright eyes and raised his eyebrows. He was not old, weak, sick, or pregnant. Why should she give up her seat for him? He said lightly, "Thank you. You can sit."

The girl looked at him carefully and continued whispering, "Brother Yu, are you okay?"

Song Yu: "???"

The girl gathered her courage and said solemnly, "You deserve better."

“.....”

Oh, now that he thought about it, everyone thought that he was being cheated.

Fine, he was too lazy to explain. It was better to be cheated than to be kissed.

After getting off the bus, Song Yu bought a cup of soy milk by the roadside and walked to the school with a straw in his mouth.

The bus stop was at the crossroads, half a street away from the school gate.

He was halfway there when he suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from a narrow alley in front of him.

He could hear a few curses. "Why is there so little money?

You look like you're wearing luxurious clothes, but your living expenses are so little? "

The young man's voice was mixed with sobs. "This is my one month's breakfast money."

"I don't believe you!

You must be hiding it. If I don't beat you up, you won't learn your lesson! "

"I really don't have it. Boohoo, I really don't have it."

"You don't have it?

Then why don't you ask your mother for more next time! "

Punches and kicks fell like raindrops.

Muffled groans and sobs sounded in the alley. The commotion was not small.

Song Yu finished the soy milk in one gulp and took a step forward.

He saw the scene inside clearly. The young man who was beaten was wearing a No. 1 Middle School uniform. He was thin and weak, squatting in the corner and crying.

The other group of people were tall and strong. They were also wearing school uniforms, but their names were from No. 13 Middle School. They were probably a group of scumbags who collected protection fees everywhere.

"Bring 500 yuan tomorrow. If you don't — Ah!"

He threw the empty cup of soy milk at the back of the head of the leader. There was still some soy milk left in the cup. It splashed out and drenched him.

The young man who was drenched in soy milk was furious. He turned around and shouted, "Who is it!"

Song Yu was not carrying his school bag. He was holding a book in his hand. Against the light, he said in a mocking tone, "Your father is me."

He was tall and had long legs. His skin was fair and delicate. His pupils were light and sharp under his thin eyelids.

The leader of the young men was furious. "You're f * cking courting death."

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

The young man was stunned. His face was still gloomy. "What are you afraid of? He's alone."

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

They knew Gao Feng.

The young man was silent for a long time. Then, he scolded fiercely, "Bad luck. You're lucky. I'm going to be late. Otherwise, I'll beat you until your mother can't recognize you."

Song Yu sneered. He stood at the entrance of the alley and blocked the way like the god of plague. "What's the hurry? Did I say you could leave?"

“.....”

A group of people from No. 13 Middle School.

"Don't cue my mother all day long. Call her grandma, do you understand, son?"

Waves of wails came from the alley. In the end, the group of people from No. 13 Middle School left the money and cried and crawled away.

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

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

When Song Yu saw his face clearly, he felt that it was a little familiar.

Hey, wasn't this the person who sat in front of him in the monthly exam?

With glasses, he looked like a clumsy bookworm. With glasses off, he looked like a crying … rabbit?

Song Yu returned the glasses to him and asked a soul question, "Brother, what's your name? Why do you always meet scum like this?"

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

Song Yu chewed on the candy and looked at him in confusion. He didn't know how to comfort people, so he said, "Let's go to school first. We're going to be late."

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

His hands hugged his schoolbag tightly. With glasses on, he looked particularly thin and pitiful.

However, as soon as they took their first step into school, the bell rang.

The Dean of Teaching was very strict with latecomers recently. He held a loudspeaker and shouted angrily, "Those who came in later, come over here and stand!

You're late on Monday. What are you going to school for? "

A group of students who were in a hurry wailed and gave up resisting. They silently stood in a row at the door like a welcoming party.

Song Yu sighed in his heart. His luck was really bad.

Ren Wenhan next to him was still crying and sobbing. "Brother Yu, I'm sorry. I implicated you."

Song Yu chewed on the candy. "It's not your fault. I'm in a bad mood. Thank you for sending me a group of people to vent my anger."

Ren Wenhan stared at him blankly.

The young man's side profile stood tall and handsome in the golden morning light. He was also wearing a school uniform, but there was a kind of vigorous vitality around him. His attitude was lazy, and he was different from the others.

His breathing stagnated, and he couldn't help but grip his schoolbag tightly.

Someone next to him cursed, "In the whole school, Master Miejue is the only troublesome one. He even stood for a morning self-study session. When he leaves, I'm going to slip away."

"It was also him at Book Mountain House last time. Damn, I'll find a chance to beat him up."

"Put a gunny sack on him, block the street corner, and then frame Song Yu.

Isn't he a school bully? Let's tell him what a school bully should do. He won't be stupid like him. "

"I said he didn't have any sense of existence as a school bully. He was just a little awe-inspiring that day."

Song Yu chewed on the candy with his tongue. He thought they were a group of idiots.

The Dean of Teaching finally pulled back the person who tried to run away on the bicycle. He grabbed him by the collar and put him next to Song Yu. He sneered. "Run?

You still want to run?

I've taught for so many years, and no student has ever run away from me! "

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

The Dean of Teaching: "What a coincidence. The group of people in front also said the same thing.

According to your words, an old lady passes by the red light at the school gate on average every minute. "

The bicycle student couldn't smile anymore.

The Dean of Teaching held the loudspeaker and shouted at his face, "You're late, but you're still quibbling. 5,000 words of self-criticism!"

After teaching this one a lesson, the Dean of Teaching took the loudspeaker and walked in front of Song Yu.

He had a stomach full of words to teach bad students a lesson, but they all stopped when Song Yu looked up.

The two of them stared at each other.

The Dean of Teaching: "Why is it you again?!"

It was the student who ran faster than a rabbit from Book Mountain House last time.

Grandmaster Miejue had always been impartial, and he wasn't afraid of Song Yu's background. He was upright, so why should he be afraid when the mayor asked?

Song Yu: "Hello, teacher."

The Dean of Teaching: "… Tell me, why are you late?"

Song Yu giggled. "I went to do a good deed."

"What?"

"A group of hooligans from No. 13 High School bullied the students of No. 1 High School. As a school bully, of course I had to lead the charge and stop this evil."

Ren Wenhan's eyes were still red. He raised his hand weakly. "I … I can prove it."

The Dean of Teaching: "…"

Gao Feng and the others: "…"

When they heard the word 'school bully', they all turned their heads in unison. Like sunflowers, their eyes were full of shock.

"Song Yu?!"

The first to shout was Gao Feng.

Song Yu smiled. "Hi."

Gao Feng: — — F * ck!

Can you stop being so high? F * ck, I don't want to hear this word again in my life.

The Dean of Teaching was skeptical. Suddenly, the Principal's voice sounded behind him. "What are you doing?

Why are you all standing in a row? "

The Dean of Teaching turned around and found that not only the Principal, but also two Vice Principals were behind a tall boy.

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

The Principal chuckled and said in a kind tone, "But you don't have to stand at the door. The students still want to save face. Just ask them to go back and write a self-reflection."

The Dean of Teaching: "… Yes."

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

His clothes were expensive, and his temperament was obviously pampered. His smile was gentle.

While everyone was sizing him up, his gaze was fixed on Song Yu. His gaze was not very warm. "Song Yu?"

Song Yu's eyes were cold.

Qin Mo didn't back down either.

In fact, he had a good impression of Song Yu at first. He liked good-looking people, regardless of whether they were men or women.

Song Yu's personality was also quite to his taste. He was cold and wild on the balcony, and it was probably very fun to play with him.

But later on, Song Yu made his dislike for him so obvious that his liking faded.

In the past, when he encountered such troublesome people, he would use some not-so-gentle methods to make them yield.

But he was a member of the Song family, and he had too many scruples.

The more he looked at them, the more annoyed he became.