The cannon fodder male supporting role only loves money and doesn't talk about feelings

Here, Qiao Ye himself didn't know what happened.

Over there, small stories on Weibo have been flying all over the sky.

This hot search started from a melon account.

Melon-eating goose: Sisters, I am crying in a storm, a big melon, let me tell you, there will not be a melon bigger than this melon on the hot search this year, it is too big.Sisters, do you know, Qiao Ye, Xiao Ye, that Qiao Ye who is brave for righteousness, he is actually the little son of the Song family, the little son of the Song family, do you know what the concept is?In Xining City, apart from the Gu family, it is the Song family.

A melon account: Sister, what are you talking about, is it true, do you have a hammer?

Melon-eating goose: Sisters, I saw and heard with my own eyes that Mrs. Song called Qiao Ye's son, what could be wrong?At that time, there were a lot of people in the film and television city, and a lot of people heard about it.

Baby of the Qiao family: Damn it, it can’t be true, right? I, Qiao, have always been an orphan, and now I suddenly became the little prince of the Song family?

Big Qiao and Little Qiao: Woohoo, I knew it, my brother is such a good person, God favors me, I didn't expect it to be the noble son...

Of course there is also sour lemon.

The green mountains and green waters are always there: Is there any limit for Qiao Ye to touch porcelain? Is the Song family he can touch porcelain?sit and wait

Bing Happy: I also think... Qiao Ye has hyped it up. How old is it, and the civet cat is replaced by the prince. What about the civet cat? Why haven't you seen a civet cat?

A Thin Snow Grass: Impossible +1. I know the two sons of the Song family. They are in the same high school. The twins look very similar. It is absolutely impossible to replace the civet cat with the prince. If it is true, I will live broadcast and eat shit

Big hands and small hands: Is there a limit to Hype Sima and Qiao Ye?

……

Underneath, a former Qiao Ye Luhei walked by silently, and left a sentence: Sister, you can hate Qiao Ye, but don’t scold him, don’t ask me why, I’m still in a wheelchair

The last time Qiao Ye sacrificed his life to save someone, this netizen who didn't want to reveal his name casually sprayed Qiao Ye on the Internet as a show, and broke his leg unexpectedly.

It's not good yet.

And when she saw the announcement and the thank you letter posted by the police station, the unknown netizen immediately knew that she was wrong.

She shouldn't blame another person innocently because of her momentary uneasiness.

Especially this person, because he saved someone, he was lying in the hospital for a day of surgery.

She knew from the bottom of her heart that she was wrong, and she also began to restrain herself on the Internet, and it was not expensive to spray people casually.

As for the broken leg, it's a lesson learned.

Anyway, it took three months to recover.

After the unknown netizen "Bubu" persuaded "Big Hands and Small Hands", he launched Weibo and went to play games.

She didn't know, as soon as she finished commenting, she replied to him with big hands and small hands.

Big hands and small hands: Damn, sister, didn't you remind me earlier that the screen of my mobile phone just broke.

shit.

This unremarkable comment immediately stunned the eaters.

Qiao Ye's God's favorite person does not collapse.

Qiao Ye was a hot search here, and Qi Jiming immediately called Gu Siying to ask if the matter was true.

Gu Siying nodded, "You go to contact Song Cheng, I can't control this matter, but if there are rumors to insult Qiao Qiao, they must be held legally responsible."

"...Okay, I see."

Qi Jiming was stunned for a long time before he realized it.

shit.

Qiao Ye, the young son of the Song family.

Fuck it fuck it.

Gold Broker felt that this was such a valuable topic.

He opened the hot search and browsed it roughly.

The current topic direction is particularly good.

Qiao Ye is really, other teams buy hot searches all day long, and they disappear after hanging up.

This is Qiao Ye, never need to buy trending searches.

That topic is like spring rain falling as soon as it is said, and it doesn't stop.

Qi Jiming then called Song Cheng, and Song Cheng said that he would listen to Qi Jiming.

Qi Jiming is Qiao Ye's manager.The two of them are both prosperous, and Qi Jiming will never harm Qiao Ye.

As for topics and hot searches, as long as it is beneficial to Xiaoye, Song Cheng has no opinion.

He didn't know that he had once again relied on his strength to get out of the circle.

He looked at the opposite couple, not knowing what to do.

That pretty auntie kept crying, whenever Qiao Ye opened her mouth, she would cry. When the pretty auntie cried, the pretty uncle had no choice but to comfort him.

Qiao Ye sat opposite, completely unsure whether he should speak or not.

He wanted to take out his phone and ask An An what happened.

However, I also feel that the beautiful aunt is crying on the other side, and he is playing with his mobile phone here, isn't he a bad boy?

Qiao Ye scratched her head, "Auntie, well, don't cry, okay, let's talk slowly if we have something to do."

Mother Song nodded, and the tears fell faster.

Qiao Ye: "..."

Father Song: "..."

Father Song thought for a while, and pushed the report they brought over to Qiao Ye, "Look at this."

Qiao Ye glanced at the cover—the paternity test.

His heart skipped a beat.

A few days ago, Song An asked for his hair.

Are you going to do this?

Qiao Ye turned over the appraisal certificate, looked at it briefly, and was stunned.

Father Song hugged his wife who couldn't hold back his tears, while looking at his son opposite, "I'm sorry, Xiaoye, because of our negligence, you have been wandering outside all these years."

Qiao Ye blinked in confusion.

No, he was an orphan.

Qiao Ye thought in a low voice.

Strange, he is just a little monster, obviously has nothing to do with humans, but when he saw this testimonial, he still couldn't help feeling sour.

Qiao Ye lowered her head and whispered, "Uncle, did you make a mistake?"

"I'm sorry, Xiaoye. It's our fault. You can hate us, but this matter is true." Father Song's voice reached Qiao Ye's ears.

To be honest, Father Song's voice is calm and powerful, which makes people feel at ease.

but--

Qiao Ye lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

He didn't know whether he should tell the Song family couple that their son "Qiao Ye" was dead, and what was in front of them was just a little monster from another world.

"Uncle and aunt, I'm sorry, I'm really not," Qiao Ye said in a low voice, "I'm sorry that I'm not your child."

Qiao Ye said, but felt very uncomfortable.

It was as if, really, he was severing relations with his parents.

How could the little monster feel this way?

"Xiaoye." Song's father, a man in his 40s, even had red eyes, "I'm sorry that it was our negligence that we found the wrong person and made you suffer, but I hope you can give us a chance, okay?"

Mother Song also looked at him with teary eyes.

Qiao Ye suddenly couldn't say what she refused.

However, what if he just replaced everything in "Joe Ye"?

Qiao Ye blinked blankly, looked around, where about Gu Siying, he wanted to see Gu Siying.

Qiao Ye saw Gu Siying.Gu Siying was outside, waiting for him.

Qiao Ye stood up and said quickly, "Uncle and aunt, let's talk tomorrow, I'm going home, someone is here to pick me up."

Father Song turned around and took a look, that brat Gu Siying was standing in front of the glass, waving at Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye ran towards Gu Siying without hesitation.

Then, on the main road, he buried himself in Gu Siying's arms.

"Gu Siying, I'm so annoying, I don't want to walk anymore."

Gu Siying: "..."

Gu Siying looked at the pot of grass on the car, and smiled, "Then you become a grass and hold you in your arms?"

Hey?

Sounds like a good idea.

If you hide it, you don't have to face anything.

Qiao Ye really turned herself into a grass and stuffed it directly on Gu Siying's neck.

Gu Siying: "..."

Hu private letter was stunned, he didn't expect that Qiao Ye would really suddenly turn into a grass.

He pulled the grass from his neck and put it in the palm of his hand.

Not too big, less than the size of Gu Siying's palm.

Unbelievably, this is his Jojo.

This was the first time Gu Siying saw Qiao Ye like this.

He reached out and poked the tender leaves carefully.

"Wow Gu Siying, you rascal, you poked my ass again." Qiao Ye's voice came with aggrieved anger

Gu Siying was stunned.

He looked at the fortune tree in his hand, and suddenly remembered the time when Qiao Ye called him a hooligan.

It turned out that he poked Qiao Ye's ass.

Gu Siying smiled, and poked in another place, "Where is Qiao Qiao here?"

Qiao Ye: "..."

Grass!

That is the position of his little Qiaoye.

Qiao Ye jumped out of Gu Siying's arms and jumped directly into the flower pot, treating herself like a fortune tree without aura.

Gu Siying reached out and pinched Qiao Ye's leaves.

Qiao Ye twisted her body to avoid Gu Siying's claws, and by the way, slapped Gu Siying hard with her limp branches and leaves.

It must be very painful.

Well, deserve it.

Gu Si silently rubbed the slightly swollen back of his hand, he didn't expect this limp-looking little sapling to be quite powerful.

Gu Siying said sincerely, "Qiao Qiao, you are really amazing."

"Really, am I amazing?" Qiao Ye said happily.

Not even a blade of grass can stop Qiao Ye's excitement.

Gu Siying even saw Qiao Ye's joy from the pile of green grass.

He couldn't help being happy too.

However, Qiao Ye kept burying herself in the flower pot from the road to home.

Mumu and Sensen still looked at Gu Siying helplessly and asked silently: Where's Papa?

Every day Papa and Daddy come in together.

Today, where is Papa?

The doubts and sluggishness of the two cubs are so cute.

After Gu Siying asked the babysitter to leave, she directly put the flowerpot on the coffee table.

The two cubs went to explore the flowerpot curiously.

It smells like papa over there.

Mumu blinked, and also turned into a small sapling, jumping on Qiao Ye's body and entangled him.

Sen Sen, who is of a different species, looks at Mumu and Papa enviously, but he can't become a sapling himself.

I want to cry, blah blah.

Sensen swallowed back the tears of grievance, and looked at Qiao Ye eagerly.

Qiao Ye stretched out a leaf, which was enough.

Zai Zai, who is particularly easy to satisfy, is content just like that.

As a grass, it is still comfortable to stay in a flowerpot.

Qiao Ye happily stretched out her leaves.

Anyway, Gu Siying already knew that he was a fortune tree, why don't he buy a beautiful flower pot and bask in the sun with Mumu every day?

Qiao Ye said to do it, and ordered three beautiful flower pots after eating.

Qiao Ye's idea was simple.

One for him, one for the baby.

perfect.

Or parent-child outfits.

So, after eating, the happy Qiao Ye buried herself in the flower pot again, comfortably absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

At night, Gu Siying was too old to sleep, and Qiao Ye didn't seem to have changed back. Mr. Gu finally became irritable.

In the past, when he came back after packing, he would be warmed by the delicious Qiao Qiao.

Today there is nothing.