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Song Li, the second young master of the Song family, plays a pivotal role in the entire Song family.He not only acts as Mrs. Song's cute and obedient young son, mascot, large pet, etc., but also acts as a series of important roles such as his brother's spy, messenger, and training sandbag (?).同时，家里有什么矛盾，他也会第一时间嘘寒问暖、雪中送炭、锦上添花、火上浇油（？）,让这个大家庭更加充满爱和温暖，哥哥和妈妈的感情基础大部分都建立在一个揍Song Li is in the process of comforting Song Li.

As for Mr. Song, Song Li felt that his father's presence at home was extremely weak, but his status was very different from his own. One was outside the food chain and the other was at the bottom of the food chain.Mr. Song’s greatest hobby is holding a cup of tea to watch the fun when the elder son beats the younger son, and listening to gossip with a plate of tea and fruits when his wife and the elder son quarrel, and treating the daily life of a lioness, a wolf, and a rabbit as Comic strips, updated daily and weekly.

To sum up, if the Song family did not have Song Li, Sun Meiru and Song Yan would face each other directly, which would create a macroscopic scene of the Big Bang.After having Song Li, this kind of disaster rarely happens, because his mother will protect him, while his elder brother is in charge of his financial lifeline, both of which are indispensable. Do your best to let the two coexist peacefully.

Therefore, when he tipped off his brother, Mom will give you a blind date!Well, from that day on, Song Yan won't go home.If you ask, you just say that you are in the company. If you go to the company to look for it, you are on a business trip. You can’t find out where he is on a business trip. If you ask him, he is still in the company.

Sun Meiru was angry, she hadn't seen Song Yan for almost half a month, and she was in a bad mood.Song Yan's father also found out that his wife has been constantly looking for juniors who are well-matched recently, and he is full of prejudice and only favors female Omega. He doesn't understand why he has been keeping Song Yan in his care for so many years, why he suddenly started to take care of his life's affairs?

Sun Meiru rolled her eyes when she was choosing a photo: "Your son has his eyes on an Alpha, or the one Ah Li likes, isn't it absurd?"

"The one who took them to the police station?"

Sun Meiru frowned: "That's right! It's like a firecracker, and Ah Yan has a good temper. If he comes to our house and makes trouble, he won't be able to survive?"

Father Song sighed, saying this, as if our family life would be more peaceful without someone else.

Sun Meiru carried a few beautiful photos of the noble daughter carefully selected by herself, and rushed to the private club that Song Yan often went to on Saturday afternoon.Her idea is very good. Song Yan often invites Chi Ruoyan to play here. In front of his friends, his stubborn temper will still restrain, so he has to give the mother a face.

And Chi Ruoyan can also give advice and help out with ideas, which daughter has a good temperament, and which lady is beautiful and intelligent.His vision is definitely not bad, and he has been friends with Song Yan for many years, and he knows his appetite well, so he can definitely choose one that satisfies his son.

So after receiving a tip-off from the club manager, Young Master Song and his friends came, and Sun Meiru changed into a cheongsam, and asked the driver to take her there with a small bag.The manager nodded and bowed to welcome Mrs. Song in, and led her to the door of the private room. Sun Meiru coughed lightly, and just raised her hand, before she knocked on the door, curses came from inside.

"Can you still fight well?! If you dare to touch me again, I will chop off your paw!"

Sun Meiru's smile froze and she looked at the manager.The manager was also very surprised, and quickly took out the receipt. The room number and card were correct, and it was the private room opened by Song Yan.

Song Yan's voice floated out slowly: "I accidentally bumped into it...Look at you, your face is flushed with shame, let's stop calling and call for a drink?"

"Call you uncle!"

"Okay, okay, you are my ancestor, shall I order you a glass of juice? Be good."

"..." Sun Meiru outside the door had already petrified, and it took a few seconds before she smiled and looked at the manager with a slightly distorted expression, "What name did the friend he brought register?"

The manager quickly looked at the list and shook his head: "I don't know. The cards issued are all from Mr. Song's card, including the cost of drinks and drinks, all from Mr. Song's card."

"How many times have they both been here?"

"At least six or seven times. The first time two friends came together, and then it was the one in the room, and there was no one else."

Sun Meiru already had a rough idea of ​​who was in the room.Okay, this bastard, who was fooling her two months ago, and even taught Chi Ruoyan how to play, basically invited that Alpha to a private meeting!

Sun Meiru turned around and told the manager: "I'll be back later, take care of them and call me if there is any situation."

In fact, Mrs. Song really wronged Wen Yunting. If he had a choice, he would not take the initiative to have a private meeting with Song Yan.You dared to touch his ass today while playing, are you looking for death? !

Wen Yunting crossed his legs to drink juice, Song Yan wanted to move to sit next to him, but a club held his arm: "It's right there, don't move, come here and don't blame me for being merciless!"

Song Yan pushed the cue away with his index finger, okay, okay, can he just go?It became so angry after touching it, and now the neck is still red.

After drinking half a glass of fruit juice, the heat on Wen Yunting's neck also subsided, and his tone was a little slow: "Are you from the company today?"

Song Yan nodded, sleeping in the company recently.Inside his office is the lounge. Although it is not as big as the bedroom at home, it has complete supporting facilities, so it is nice to stay here occasionally.

Wen Yunting was surprised, your company is so busy?It's only October, and the year-end inventory is starting?

Song Yan sighed and didn't answer.The company's inventory will not make him work hard until night, it's all because he doesn't want to go home. Although he has never been afraid of a duel with his mother in the highlands, but with Wen Yunting involved, he is afraid that she will do something bloody.

The mobility of menopausal women is terrifying, just do what you say, if you learn from those eight o'clock stalls, bring a check to Wen Yunting, fill in the number and leave my son.That would be exciting, Wen Yunting promised not to let her down, he would buy a house as soon as he took the money, without hesitation for a second.

That's why he wants to avoid causing disputes.Song Yan felt a headache, and his neck and shoulders were uncomfortable.In the past two years, his cervical spine has become more and more serious. The last time he went for a checkup, the film showed chronic strain. It is recommended to pay attention to maintenance and often go for massage and massage.

But Song Yangui forgets things a lot, and even forgets to go to the arranged treatment, or if he can't go in other places, it's useless for Feng Xue to remind her.Song Yan didn't bother to take care of the ones who came and went, and he just pressed the massage himself when he got sick.

Wen Yunting also noticed that he and Song Yan have known each other for so long, and saw him doing two things most frequently.One is to smoke, and the other is to rub your neck.In my impression, he often does this kind of action, which is obviously because of the lesion in that part, which will keep repeating.

"Hey, your cervical spine is bad?"

Song Yan stopped moving: "Did you find it?"

Wen Yunting rolled his eyes: "You press your neck almost as much as you smoke. If you don't know, you think you have to hold your head all the time."

Song Yan was quite happy to be insulted by him, and said with a smile: "Nowadays young people are like this, and there are problems everywhere. I figured it out, I know a few bosses who are about my age, and they are full of illnesses. They have gastritis and It’s a lung disease, and now it’s life for money, and decades later it will be money for life.”

"...You understand this truth and still don't pay attention to your cervical spine?" Wen Yunting was speechless, put down the cup, stood up, walked behind Song Yan, and opened his hand, "Put it down, the movements are not right, no wonder your neck is so good No."

Wen Yunting told Song Yan to sit down, rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, placed his hands on the back of his neck, and pressed tentatively with his thumbs: "Tell me where it hurts more."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan whispered, hey, this is the one that hurts the most.Wen Yunting looked down, and found that the location was in the middle of the back of the neck, and there were pain areas spreading to both shoulders, so he said, "You'd better take another X-ray when you have time, there may be kyphosis or hyperplasia."

Song Yan didn't expect him to understand this, and was quite surprised.Wen Yunting squeezed his shoulder and said: "My mother suffers from cervical spondylosis all the year round, and I massaged her at home. Your condition is not serious, and you can recover after a few courses of treatment at this age. Wait until my mother's age , just wait for the knife."

Song Yan doesn't necessarily pay attention to what others say, but he will definitely listen to what Wen Yunting says.Wen Yunting is indeed his mother's professional masseur, and his technique is very good. If there is a physical therapy bed here for Song Yan to lie down, he will probably be able to sleep comfortably.

Wen Yunting stood at the back, using his hands carefully, trying to avoid touching the glands on the back of the neck.There is a place where pheromones are stored. Everyone is very sensitive to this location. He and Song Yan are both Alphas, and pheromones are mutually exclusive. If you touch them accidentally, it may cause an accident.

The more you care about it, the easier it is to make mistakes. Wen Yunting accidentally pressed his thumb on the gland, and Song Yan suddenly grabbed his wrist with great force.This is a conditioned reflex derived from instinct, which is equivalent to subconscious protection. The body has already done so before the brain can react.

"Sorry." Song Yan quickly let go, but Wen Yunting's wrist was still pinched with several fingerprints.Wen Yunting curled his lips, and took the initiative to back away: "There is no need to apologize, what a normal physiological reaction to apologize. Everyone is an Alpha and can understand."

Wen Yunting sat back, picked up the juice and continued to drink it.His thumb still had the feeling of being pressed against the gland, and the surrounding skin was soft and tender, only the one piece was slightly hard, the size of a copper coin, and it felt a little hot.Just press it once, and your fingers will be stained with a slightly sweet, slightly light, iris-like taste.

Damn it, such a strong Alpha actually has such a gentle pheromone.

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After a short rest, Wen Yunting called Song Yan to get up and continue practicing.Be more honest this time, don't touch your hands, you will die if you play hard?

Song Yan innocently spread his hands: "Who asked you to pick such tight pants."

Wen Yunting lowered his head and glanced, and was annoyed by this bastard again.He was obviously wearing a very ordinary pair of light brown slacks, but they were cut for a slimmer fit, and they were tighter from the calf to the hem of the trousers.What's more, he has an impure mind, what kind of pants did he mess with?

"Of course," Song Yan drew a semicircle in the air with both hands, and stroked, "It's too warped, I can't help but want to touch it."

"..." I still want to call the police.

This game was played by Song Yan, and he played very well. Wen Yunting attributed this to his good teaching, and it had nothing to do with Song Yan's comprehension ability.

After lying dormant for a long time, Song Yan dared to start playing well, slowly revealing his level.He is different from Wen Yunting, he is a child who practiced all the way up, but he is like most people, he became a monk halfway, and only started to learn to play billiards a few years ago.But fortunately, he is talented in this area, and he rarely meets opponents in the circle. Apart from professional players, the one with the highest level is Wen Yunting.

"Why didn't you develop in the direction of a professional player?" Song Yan held the club with one hand, "If your level represents the club's competition, it will be easy to become famous."

Wen Yunting put the pink ball into the hole with one stroke and replied: "I'm not interested. Once the hobby becomes a profession, it feels different. Playing snooker with friends is very relaxing, and playing with opponents is too troublesome. Count your own points. Counting the other party's points, it's meaningless to count every ounce."

Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was competition, and it became boring to him.Everyone has their own ambitions, some people like to face difficulties, and some people just like to live in peace and stability. Seeing that Wen Yunting's current life goal is only buying a house, it seems that he is also a family-oriented man who pays attention to life.

When it came to buying a house, Song Yan asked him which real estate he was looking at.Wen Yunting became vigilant: "Don't get sick and give me a set, I don't want it. I have almost saved the down payment, which is just enough to finish teaching you."

"I know you don't want it, so I didn't plan to give it away. But if I know the real estate developer you want to buy, I can give you a discount. Wouldn't it be better to spend hundreds of thousands less?"

It sounds reasonable.Wen Yunting turned on the phone, found out the real estate and handed it to Song Yan.Song Yan took a look at Yalin's real estate, rubbing his chin with a troubled expression.

"This is not easy." Song Yan whispered.

Wen Yunting rolled his eyes: "You treat your face as ETC, all industries pass through."

"No," Song Yan said with a smile, "It's hard for me to talk about Yalin's real estate, because President Du is crying all day long to give me a set, and he chatted with me about the newly opened Jiangjing real estate at the last reception. You Are you interested? If you are interested, I will take the Jiangjing set, and if you pay me, isn't it equivalent to you buying it?"

Wen Yunting was skeptical: "...Is this okay? Is this considered a private transaction? Is it illegal?"

Song Yan is helpless, this little ancestor really has a lot of worries, I really hope he can be like the ones he met before, "Thank you Mr. Song" who will throw himself into his arms as a gift.

"Think about it, we know each other so well, we don't need to sign any written contracts. It's an off-plan house, and you can only get it at the end of the year. If you want it, just write your name on the real estate certificate, and pay the rest slowly."

While he was speaking, he had already hit two balls in a row, and he forgot to cover up the lingering fear, wouldn't Ting Ting see anything?

Holding the cue, Wen Yunting was still thinking about it. He used his mobile phone to check the river view real estate he mentioned. The average square price and the full price he found were astonishing, and he vomited blood immediately.

When I have an annual salary of one million, I can probably afford it if I save it for more than ten years without eating or drinking.

Seeing his stiff expression, Song Yan couldn't help reaching out and pinching his cheek: "What are you thinking about, I'll give you a discount, how about going to zero?"

"Call 'Brother Yan', and I'll give you another zero."

"..." Wen Yunting opened his hand, expressionless, "Fuck you, don't take this opportunity to play hooligans on me."